Time Leap Novels & Stories

"Talking about implementation, in other skills, we don't need the 2nd and 3rd phases i.e. 'Inflation' and 'Awareness'. We can activate other skills with just having a grasp of the 'Leap' and the 'Flow'." "Well, I am actually very new to this," Creed uttered hesitantly. "Can explain more about these phases?" She smiled and said. "'Leap' is basically a step where a person intentionally trips the barrier to escalate his life force consumption synchronously with his metabolism, this acceleration of metabolism is crucial because your normal metabolism wouldn't be able to handle sudden flux of energy at once. To handle the strain your body needs to reach a certain defensive threshold."

Rylan giggled. And _time_ hiccupped. Kieran’s finger twitched. The boy’s smile dropped. “_What_?” Rylan reached for the girl. _Up_. She took his hand. And the church _lurched_. --- *The Play* Time _skipped_. One second we were at the altar. Next, we were outside. Next, we were on the roof. Next, we were _100 years ago_. Quebec City. Horses. No cars. Then _now_.

He asked and she nodded and the said, “On February 29 actually.” “Fuck! That’s a leap year. She didn’t say anything about it. I have no fucking idea.” “Yeah, and it’s a leap year, very rare and this year is one. She doesn’t take it serious you know, as she never celebrates it. I’m the one that takes it upon myself every 28, to take her out.”

chapter ten Lesley Timms couldn’t believe the events of the past hour. He couldn’t believe the events since the bus really, but what had happened after the storage place—that was complete fucking insanity. That Strauss guy was supposed to be the one with all the brains, wasn’t he? Posh education and all that, while the rest of them had to rough it in ordinary schools... And they didn’t come any rougher than Gegley Comp, Timms’ old stomping ground. You learned how to stick up for yourself there or ended up with your head woven into the carpet. All those fucking colleges and universities obviously didn’t teach you any common sense, though, did they? Not as far as he could see—because Strauss h

So I have to accept. As I was heading upstairs I thought about Liam’s changing behaviour, first he kissed me, and now he wants ME to go with him as his partner. No no no no, what the hell are you thinking Rachel Liam falling in love with ME, that cant be possible. I shut my stupid thoughts and went to my room. I was laying on my bed and it was only ten or fifteen minutes past I heard a knock. (Knock, knock, knock). I quickly stood up from the bed and opened the door, it was Lewis and behind him was standing a lot of unfamiliar faces.

Nathan trailed off. “The weird thing about your mind time traveling or your dream consciousness was the limits. You can go forwards as far as you want, but backward only works as far as the present day, or the time you left. Traveling back from “now” was impossible as if the continuum was chopped right off — like we are sitting on a moving dot and can only “bungee jump” forwards and backward back and forth. “What!? No, no. You mean if we travel back now there is a possibility that the battle was finished?”

“I’m sorry for snapping at you the other day. I was stressed with the announcement and the paparazzi everywhere. It was still not an excuse to take it out on you seeing that you are equally going through all these too. Honestly, I still don’t know why I transferred my aggression at you.” “Clara, it's fine, I understand. Have a seat.” Aiden found himself smiling. “This chocolate is my favorite, how did you know?” “Let’s just say your sisters were happy to share the information. I was just thinking I don't know a thing about you. I mean we're getting married in a few weeks from now. So I was thinking we could get to know ourselves and all.” She settled into the chair across him. “It's not a ba

Chapter 7 Hannah's POV The drive felt like a lead weight in my hand as I stepped into the executive elevator. The digital clock on the wall flickered to 4:58 PM. My heart was drumming a frantic rhythm against my ribs, each floor the elevator passed feeling like a countdown to a firing squad. ​I had spent the last three hours obsessively checking every frame, ensuring the light was perfect, the transitions seamless, and the metadata spotless. I wasn't just submitting footage; I was submitting proof of my existence to a man who had erased me.

I sat on a bench in front of my apartment and waited for Mr. Perez's reply. Finally, when the sky had turned bright, he replied, "The position was filled after you rejected the offer. I did everything I could to get you a promotion, but you'll have to work in the mountains for one year as part of an aid group. The living conditions there are terrible. "Also, didn't you say that you're planning to settle down here after getting married? You should consider it properly."

Tweedle Dum explained, his tone transitioning from serious and toneless to more and more jovial. “So like, it’s a ‘go in, do the thing, and then go back’. Just a quick in and out,” Lila summarised, her mind checking out of the situation as she latched onto the fact that she could be drafted into this work against her will. “Yes. Our standard issue time machines are loaded for two jumps with one emergency jump, for emergency situations. That’s the one that you’ll be using, but you’ll get more information about it closer to the time… aka… in a few years so you don’t have to think about it,” Tweedle Dum reassured her, bringing his hands up and doing his best to appear nonthreatening.