Novel & Cerita The Time In Between Novel

He looked at my eyes seriously and that also made me more serious to listen to him attentively. "The Clepsydra. An hourglass but not the usual one. It contains water instead of sands. That's what they used to manipulate time," he said while looking at me directly at my eyes. Clepsydra? I haven't heard that word yet. I don't even have an idea of whatever it is if Cayden didn't tell me what it is. It's just new to me and just by how mysterious its name is, I know that it'll give us a hard time having it or whatever he's planning to do with it. But wait... Did he just tell me things about time?

They happened in the accumulation of ordinary evenings, in shared meals and afternoon silences and cups of tea left on desks and thirty-second assessments of sketches on walls. They happened in the space between. And the space between was getting smaller every day.

there’s a lot of cryptic shit happening here. She laughs again and I remember she has my inner thoughts on speaker. “It’s time I send you back Nova but before I do there’s something else you should know” what do you mean send me back this is a dream so just wake me up” she looks nervous now. “This isn’t a dream I removed you from that realm and brought you to this one so we could talk. Which leads me to the other thing I should tell you. Time works differently here.... what feels like 30 minutes for us is more there” “Celeste how long have I been gone?” “It’s been 2 days” fuck ! What must people think of me? I just decided I couldn’t be bothered one day and took off “no Nova ,no one thinks t

Which he already had. “Can I get you anything?” I asked. “Maybe some coffee? Or some water?” “No need,” he said. “Don’t bother yourself.” I nodded and sat back down. When I checked the clock, it was ten minutes to eleven. Where had the time gone? As I picked up my book again to continue my reading, Marcus spoke. “So… what are you reading?” I raised the book slightly waving it for him to see. “A novel.” He chuckled. “I figured. What’s the title?”

Thirteen Year 2023 It was a crisp January evening in New York City. The air was nippy, but the city lights created a warm, inviting glow. Some tourists had started their evening with a hearty dinner at a classic Italian restaurant in Little Italy. As they savored their pasta and a glass of red wine, they could hear the lively chatter of other diners and the soft sounds of jazz music playing in the background.

" Ahem " Diana cleared her throat when Skylar didn't even take a glance at her. It was like she didn't exist and there was an invincible wall blocking him from noticing his environment. It was six o'clock pm already which means Diana had slept for almost four hours. Normal work time closes by seven PM and if Diana doesn't finish her work before that time, then it means she'll have to work overtime.

-It’s wonderful, it’s so exciting and beautiful, said the princess in a moved voice. - Eeee, but that’s not all. Tomorrow is the deadline of 100 years, when a cake must be made again by a pure soul to be equally happy for the next 100 years. Guess who should make the cookie.... you, just you. Only you can do it. Didn’t you notice how rigid the protocols become, how your mom gets a little cruel, your sisters aren’t young or old... Time is running out for us, let’s hurry up. Doors open. Big cave, vaults are lost in the distance. Everything glows like a jewel.

No one even sends us a single glance, as we settle into our seats. I ensure there’s a small amount of space between him and I. “This is nice you know,” Time murmurs, rearing his arm over the top of the plush chair. “It’s not what I has in mind when I thought of the down time I would spend with my mate in the first week we come about each other, but nevermind that. Any time with you is enjoyable.” His tone is teasing, as I glare up at him. “And what is that supposed to mean?”

“Nova, I heard what happened in the conference room. Listen, you are one of the best scientists the country has but please think this through. We don’t have much time left for the International Science Summit, and we need a potential project completed by 2 months” He was right but I still believed in existence of wormholes and Vampires. Okay maybe not Vampires, but I have to give this a try. “Dr Evans please give me a week, if I fail in proving my theory, I promise I’ll work on the nuclear reactor project” I said. He let out a sigh, knowing he cannot win an argument with me and said, “You have one week and Nova I believe in you” I smile and thank him. I hurry to my car and drive towards home

Then came the shouting. “Mama!” Ava closed her eyes. Naturally. “Dad!” More footsteps. Rapid footsteps. The dangerous kind. Nova burst into the room holding a notebook. “I had an idea.” Adrian groaned dramatically. “It is six thirty.” “Inspiration does not respect schedules.” Mrs. Holt’s laughter echoed from somewhere downstairs. Apparently she was already awake. Unfortunately. Interesting. Very interesting. Nova climbed onto the bed. “The program starts in six weeks.” “Yes.” “I need preparation.”