Time In A Novels & Stories

He saw the weariness. But he also saw the love. A fierce, burning love. "No," Julian said. "It's not bad." He moved closer to Aiden. He rested his head on Aiden’s shoulder. "I used to have a clock," Julian said. "I used to schedule everything. 9:00 AM, patient. 12:00 PM, lunch. 6:00 PM, gym." "What time is it now?" Aiden asked. "I don't know," Julian said. "And I don't care."

I mumbled. "Early? It's 11:00 a.m.," Soren replied, amused. Bewildered, I checked the time on my phone.

"This surgery has to be done by Dr. Dover. Call him right away. If he's not here in an hour, the patient won't make it." That's what they said the first time. And here I was, right back in this moment. Eleanor barely hanging on, her frail body like a breath away from collapse. The whole room buzzed with panic. I grabbed my phone, heading for the door, but then—it hit me. Johnny. His blade. The memory of my stomach tearing open like shredded wrapping paper, his grief-twisted face, the searing pain.

"Are we leaving now? Can we leave now? How long until we leave? Is it time? Is it almost time?" I check my phone. "Twenty-eight minutes." "That's SO LONG. That's like forever. That's like a hundred years. That's—" "It's twenty-eight minutes," Ethan says from the table, not looking up from his waffles. "That's exactly 1,680 seconds. Which is a long time in seconds but not a long time in minutes. It depends on how you measure it." "Well, it FEELS like forever," Alexander insists. "Feelings aren't the same as facts."

It is all about the rhythm. "You're becoming a fine A****n, my fiery little hellcat," Braxius teases me when I can fend off his attack and un-sword him like he's shown me. I shrug and smile at his compliment. It has been easier to talk with him these days, and he's really trying to get to know me. He's even asked around if anyone has seen or heard about my little sister Meena. I don't know what happened to my Irish twin after getting sucked through time on the fairy hill. I've been praying she has escaped my fate in being stuck in an ancient time and place!

Time stopped for Ana when she heard the devastating news coming so bluntly from the man in front of her. For a little while, even for a transient moment, she’d felt genuine happiness at Kevin’s party. She had even managed to stop the flow of memories from flooding her with grief, having put Devin’s Crighton re-appearance in her life as an unfortunate coincidence. It had all been possible because of the wonderful time she’d been spending with Kevin who’d been so sure she would skip because of her hectic schedule. But she would never be too busy for him. For them. She loved them unconditionally and limitlessly.

“The computers are all synced. Computer time is the same throughout the office. Why won’t they realize that and change?” Tara shrugged. “Change? What is that? I never heard of that around here.” Lila stuck out her tongue. “Office time is seven minutes behind the computers though. Right?” “The clock is slower today.” Lila sighed and stood up. “Of course, it is. Let’s go.”

I only wore a thin white gown that hid everything but with a closer look, barely hid anything. I could do a quick in-and-out of a crowded room with no problem, but if I lingered around someone too long—they’d make out an areola or two and a shadow of an upside-down triangle between my thighs. Xavier’s voice came from the kitchen. “No, I sent the package. It will be there by 2100 hours.” 2100 hours? Interesting. He’s using military time? My dad had served in the Navy and refused to ever speak in regular time. It was always,

He was leaning so far forward in his chair, I could imagine it toppling over and knocking him into the table. “Yeah,” I assured him. “It was at 7:00 AM.” My sister was puzzled, so I clarified. “Our time. So 6:00 AM Central time. Every six hours?” “Oh, yeah. We are in the Eastern time zone.” Cadence shook her head. I could tell she was exhausted and not thinking as clearly as usual. “Okay, so....” “So if he actually got that, we should hear back at 6:00 PM.” I took a deep breath, praying that would actually be the case—that I would hear from my boyfriend in six hours, hopefully less, though that would make no sense whatsoever.

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?