The Times Book Novels & Stories

I wasn't as surprised as Steph when she broke the news of her engagement with Daniel to us a few weeks ago, I'm just concerned about his safety because Lisa is quite the impatient one and no guy I know of has been able to withstand her craziness. "He said 9pm but he is currently ten minutes late" she replied checking her phone again. "He is just ten minutes late not an hour, calm your tits ma'am" I chided her playfully and that earned me a vicious glare. My phone vibrated softly and I peered at it to see a message from Mr Hyde. Mr Hyde: where are you? Me: with friends. Mr Hyde: who? Me: my friends Our banter went on for about a minute and I was smiling widely oblivious of the glare Lisa was

commanded a girl who walked arrogantly toward him. Sonia bent her body to take the book, but she had not yet had time to take the book, a finger bigger than her had already taken the book, the girl tilted her head to see who owned the hand that had taken the book, a man who she thought was her brother. it was her brother-in-law who took it, she straightened up again and watched the man.

I answered. "And how is the crew?, Any challenges?" He asked. "There are no challenges, the crew is very hard working and helpful" I answered simply. "You know I love reading?, I have always wanted to have a library of my own ever since i was a young boy, you could say I was a nerd bookworm with a handsome face and nice body, at first sight people thought of me as a cool guy when they got to know my personality they ran away saying my personality was weak, nerdy and like a girls" he said as I looked away.

I let the rainbow colours come again. The Here and Now It's taken way too long to get to Tim's home, back from my trip to the lake. “Hey Alex, nice to have you back. Susan will drop by in a moment to discuss something about the band, but we've got some time right now.” Tim cheerfully greets me at the door. I run past him to the bookcase. And on the way I yell, "Do you still have the book The Time Machine?" "No sorry, I lost it a long time ago. Otherwise I would have already given it to you when you started about time travel.”

I pulled another one out and was about how to buy your time, authored by Dan Martell. Again and again, nothing I found was useful. I nearly gave up when my eyes fell on a bigger book. It was actually one of the biggest books there. It had a yellow cover and I pulled it out, and glanced at it, my eyes glinting at the title, ‘Werewolf And Its Powers’. Flipping through it, the first pages had no significance so I kept on turning pages, hoping to dig out what I wanted. And eventually I paused, stopping to read what it was written.

As he was walking away, the lady then asked him, “If you don’t mind… do you want to sit at the same table then.” “Are you sure? There are-” “No, I- I insist… Since this corner of the café is the best spot to read, I always sit here, I don’t mind sharing it with you.: “Ah sure, that spot was something I had my eye on since earlier.” Kayne replied. “AH, REALLY, let’s share it then!” Both were really awkward at each other at first but when they found out that both were reading the same book, they eventually got a comfortable to talk at each other.

"Chuck asked me to get him an important document and a change of clothes… Can't wear what we were wearing yesterday, since things got a bit intense…" Susan's provocation was barenaked, as she dropped the thick photobook as Lisa watched, the contents a mess as everything spilled out. Lisa could see the blissful smiles on her and Chuck's faces—it was just so ironic now. "Whatever." Since she was leaving forever tomorrow anyway, she ignored Susan's provocation, walking past Susan to reach for her bedside drawer. However, Susan followed her and snatched the tiny totem she reached for! "What are you doing?!" Lisa sprang to her feet right then, glaring at the totem as Susan lifted it high over her

What are these people saying? Did I...somehow...fall back seven years of my life? Time travel? I turned to the familiar row of books on the small bookshelf. It was mostly science books, and I ran to them, opening the first one I could grab. Nothing. Then only something about the theory of relativity in the second. Then the third had an article. The writer of the article was in the top left corner of the page, and in it, he was talking about how he believes it is fully possible to bend time and pass through, letting yourself in through different horizons, at time either long past, or never experienced.

that I had built from nothing was now one of the group's most profitable subsidiaries. The HR director nearly spilled her coffee when she saw my resignation letter. "Ms. Shaw, you're resigning? Does Mr. Carter know?" I smiled faintly. "He's swamped right now." Seeing the flash of sympathy in her eyes, I knew the entire company was watching my embarrassment play out. Back at the western suburbs villa, this place had once been our quiet retreat, somewhere we'd occasionally stay for peace. My small fragrance studio was still here. While packing, I found a yellowed note tucked inside a book called "The History of Perfume". It was Alex's handwriting, youthful yet bold.

Zia Stephanie's POV I felt like time begun to lose its meaning. The passage of time felt like it was heavenly distorted where space time worked into different scale on the other dimension. What should only be a few minutes seemed like I had endured dew hours and what might feel like small width of time could be extensive.