Time Manipulation Novels & Stories

"Your father and I will divide the family assets equally between you and Lily. Even if you never work again, you'll live comfortably." Mom sliced some fruit and poured me a glass of milk. I felt tears prick my eyes. It had been a long time since she'd cared for me like this. "Thank you, Mom." I took a sip of warm milk and forced a smile. "Mom, Dad, I want this surgery as soon as possible. Let's schedule it for the day after tomorrow." I'd done the math. That was the day I'd die. I'd end my life on the operating table.

Did he just tell me things about time? "Manipulate time?" "Yes. It's just like the usual size of an hourglass but little did everyone know, it contains the most powerful invention that the Vasileìas did to manipulate time. I don't know how they did it but the world that we're living in our era isn't actually the world that we're supposed to live in. Everything that we saw there, even the day and night is all an illusion that they made to make everyone believe them. And because they are the only ones who know about that, they were able to make everyone their slaves and them as untouchable human beings," he explained and I was just listening to him; having a hard time understanding what he's s

Therefore, for him to withhold mating for the sake of his mate, deserves utter respect. Just as well that they are both in this era. Time moves differently in different eras. A minute in this era is an hour in theirs. Therefore, a mere twenty-four hours in this era is a whole two months in theirs. Time moves slower on this side of the timeline. Therefore, in their era, Summer is already of age. So that should dispel his inhibitions about Summer being under eighteen. As for the seraph, she has not been able to enter this timeline. Therefore, she will not be affected even if they are to reunite.

“It’s a persistent, subtle decay. We’re calling it the Chronos Echo.” The Chronos Echo was manifesting as tiny, unpredictable shifts in historical data—not in the SLP, but in national archives, high-security patent registers, and sovereign databases. A land deed would be subtly altered; the timeline of a political crisis would shift by two days; the authorship of a scientific paper would be subtly reassigned. None of the changes were catastrophic, but their cumulative effect was unsettling: they introduced existential uncertainty into the historical record. “It feels familiar,” Elias murmured, recognizing the scent of calculated chaos. “The same philosophical objective as Arthur Thorne’s Pro

"They're attacking our yesterday and tomorrow simultaneously. I can see the battle's outcome before it begins, but the outcome keeps changing based on decisions we haven't made yet." The paradox made even our evolved consciousness ache. Through divine authority, I tried to establish defensive positions, but how do you defend against enemies who exist in your entire timeline at once? "They're unmaking our past," Marcus warned through integrated corruption. "I can feel reality's history shifting. Events that led to cycling time are being edited out of existence." Through Protection, Dimitri struggled to shield our timeline. "I can't block them. They're attacking from temporal angles that don't

The week which followed passed so quickly that Ana felt like time was sifting through her hands like sand dust. Thankfully, she was gradually recovering from her ailing predicament, the aftereffects of her medications fading, and her drugged state improving. A condition she couldn’t associate to her deteriorating relationship with Dev.

Filth, stink… Nothing else smells worse than urine and human filth on the dirt road. "This is hell..." she murmured. "Don't over exaggerate it." "But you are also capable of manipulating time, right?" she asked, but paused. How did she know it anyway? James shook his head. It took every ounce of his power to slow time for a day or two. He couldn’t imagine the magic necessary to transfer two vampires through several hundred years. "Not like that," he muttered, giving a wave of his hand that was covered in flames. "But that’s not what I want to discuss."

"The spatial collapse will result in the disorientation of time and space. Those caught in it might be transported to another time. They could very likely be sent to the past or the future." Perfected Immortal Qing Chen frowned. "Can you please elaborate, Perfected Immortal Tianyi Zi?" Tianyi Zi replied, "If a person is sent to the past, he'll vanish from his original timeline forever. There might also be two of the same person existing at the same time in the past. If a person is sent to the future, every one of us here will forget about him and will only meet him in the future."

Nobunaga looked at me, confused. "Is that why you know so much of what's going to happen?" He asked. I nodded. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" He asked. I sighed before I answered. "I wanted to tell you, believe me, but there are consequences if you changed what was going to happen." I said. "What kind of consequences?" He asked. "I can't specify what kind but my existence could very well disappear if something in the past changes." I said. Anything minor can create a significant change in the present. That's why I need to be careful. Nobunaga looked puzzled.

But now, I thought he was simply pathetic. "Are you finished?" I asked. "Elena, can we start over?" He grabbed my hand. "I swear, from now on, there will only be you. I've banished Lydia from the pack, and the elder family has been dissolved. No one can obstruct us now!" I pulled my hand away. "Damon, do you think love is a game? That you can end it when you want, and start over when you want?" "That's not true! I mean every word!" he replied.