Time Loop Novels & Stories

I should be focused on Ava and Reece, and this moment, I shouldn't let the past be brought into my present, no. I question myself, if whether I did actually move on or something. After leaving Colton's office earlier, my mind keeps tempting me to go back in time, to those last days, before she was gone from my life. There's been a slight anxious feeling, that has touched my chest and I've been doing everything possible, to not let it overtake me. " Skylar?" I snap out of my thoughts, and look at Reece, who looks at me with a frown. " I made some cookies, come on, grab one." He says.

Fly me to that moon, let me play among those stars. The trip was far from smooth — the spray produced by the thrashing tentacles made for a constant deluge from all sides — but no one got washed overboard and land soon appeared on the horizon. The thing with a time loop is that things won’t necessarily stay constant. My advantage was in knowing what would happen before it happened, and if I changed too many things, I would end up in a whole new series of events. The information I had accumulated so far about who was pulling which strings was useful and gave me a better idea of how to proceed, but being able to be in the right place at the right time, like Davi

The mate bond severing as she died in my arms, cursing me with her final breath. "Next time," she'd promised in that vision, "we'll be free." Next time. Was this the next time? Had Lumina somehow lived through that nightmare timeline, died, and been given another chance? The thought was insane. Impossible. But I'd seen too much in the supernatural world to completely dismiss it. Time manipulation existed. We had a five-year-old who could open portals through dimensional space. Riley saw multiple possible futures. Why couldn't someone—or something—have sent Lumina back?

It was the place the Circle had used to create — and erase — lives. And it was alive. The moment Ophelia, Carl, Tobias, Nina, Elara, and Ezra stepped inside, the world shifted. Not just the walls. Themselves. Their memories rewrote. Names flickered. Images bent. Time reversed and doubled back. Tobias gasped. “It’s pulling from our subconscious… creating reality loops.” Nina’s fingers sparked with bloodfire. “We don’t stop it soon, we’ll cease to exist.” Elara’s reflection in the mirrored wall winked at her.

“If the Cataclysm was a multidimensional rupture, it wouldn't just fracture space. It would shear duration. These loops are like… temporal splinters. Tiny moments that got too much psychic charge and popped loose from the timeline.” I stared at a drawing that looked like a confused pretzel. “So we’re not fixing time. We’re pulling out its emotional slivers?” “Essentially, yes.” “Great. Do we need tweezers made of starlight, or will my whittling knife do?” He ignored me, tapping a specific knot on the parchment. “The key is the emotional resonance. The farmhand’s terror. To heal the loop, we have to address the trapped feeling.” Maia, who had developed a keen interest in the topic, sniffed th

HE knew, but this time HE isn’t fond of it. “He changes the flow.” HE utters in dismay. Looking at HIS mirror and seeing everything unfold like HE is just there and watching everything in the flesh. HE is in dismay, as second where HIS little game against Kyle is interrupted. All because JK provoked a thing in Winona’s mind that changed the past of the seventh loop and the sixth loop's future. “Should I fix it?” The Mistress of Time offers, but more like cleaning her little mess that brother HIM. “Yet you aren’t regretting the little mess that you created for this little game that you had, right?”

Drake explained to her. "Is this a time loop?" She asks. "No, it's different from a time loop. You can still do different things from here. But time doesn't move. You will still have a perception of time here. In a time loop, everything just repeats itself." Drake explains. "Whoa, I can't believe you were able to do all these!" She replied as she walked around their new place. "It's not that hard. I just have to make the right computations and here's the result." He replied.

" My eyes flew open to see Sophia standing before me, still alive and breathing. She was wearing an elegant long dress and had her hair pulled up in a high ponytail, radiating youthful energy. Even so, her eyes were unable to hide their contempt. The Sophia from my future was mature, cold, and unapproachable, but this version of her was bright and spirited, still carrying a touch of liveliness. A lump formed in my throat when I laid my eyes on her. The time machine had indeed brought me back to the past, but unfortunately, it seemed to have malfunctioned. Instead of returning to when we first met, I had arrived thirteen years in the past, on the day Sophia and I were about to be married. Tha

Scientist George thought that he may have aroused some interest in Valentine towards his invention, of course, he is still a young boy, he could still arouse Valentine's liking towards his invention thought the scientist George to himself. He explained some of the rules to Valentine about his invention, "There is one thing. A person could not stay in a time period for more than an hour and will be sent back here after the time interval by default. It is more because of the system which gets overloaded. Even though we are equipped with the latest machineries, supercomputers”, there was a disappointment in his voice as he continued after every word he spoke. "It's like the path of making this

It is valid from my perspective. "I'm sorry you were ripped from your family Jessa. After this war, I will see if I can get you home to visit them. If you would like," Braxius offers. Kissing Braxius on his cheek, I sadly say. "They are no longer here, Braxius. I'm the only one left." In this time. "I'm truly sorry, Jessa," Braxius says sincerely. "I will see them again," I tell him confidently. I hope I can someday get back to my own time. But for now, I'm content to be with this man for a short while.