Time Stop Novels & Stories

I hurry over to the desk, swipe dust from the area, and start rolling back the clip to the day I almost died. While one hand controls the screen, the other holds fast to my taser. My senses are heightened still. Finally getting the actual date and time, I click the ‘OK’ icon. Nothing. “How?” I sigh and go again. Still, nothing. The joke isn't sitting well with me. Instead of putting in the time, I only use the date and fast forward through the clip till midnight the next day… It jumps, indicating a missing clip. Holy hell. He was here too?! Or am I really crazy?!

Her thumb unlocked the phone. The email had one line of text. _Protocol 7B authorization pending since 8:01 PM, Nov 1. Timeout in 23:59:00. If no action taken, system will default to RESTORE REGIONAL ACCESS at timeout. HQ control will not be maintained._ Below it, the same two buttons from last month: *[AUTHORIZE HQ CONTROL] [RESTORE REGIONAL ACCESS]* A countdown timer blinked beneath them: _23:59:00… 23:58:59…_

Whenever I try to think what happened from a place the faces were blank in my mind. I suddenly felt a bang in my chest due to the sudden silence and sudden cessation of the surroundings. The strong wind stopped as well as the crows that used to fly have also stopped. The chirping of birds and the sound of strong winds also disappeared. I turned my back and I wasn't wrong he was there.. Hygge is there. And once again he stopped the movement of the surroundings. He has this what we called as time power. He can stop and make the time slow but he can't tamper with things from the future because it's destined.

A guilty knot formed in my stomach at the very thought. “She’s going to be so upset. I promised I would be home way sooner. She didn’t want to be alone tonight, and I ended up leaving her alone for hours…” I breathed, staring down at my hands, and tugging at my fingers. “That’s the funny thing about time,” Joseph, began. “It stands still at the headquarters. Feels like we were there for hours, but to everyone outside the headquarters, it’s only been a few minutes. So, for that, she won’t be upset.”

"I ordered your favorite soft pink wedding dress. After surgery, the designer will take your measurements. At our wedding, you'll be the most beautiful bride." I smiled and touched his face. This was my farewell. Tears streamed down my face, and a silent thought echoed. "Ethan, there won't be a wedding for us." As the doors to the operating theater closed, I kept my gaze fixed on the three people I loved most; I wanted to commit their faces to memory. Once these doors closed, I knew I would never see them again. As anesthesia dulled my senses, the world around me faded away. My death was declared at precisely 10:00 pm, as indicated by the wall clock.

I hope. “I’m not desperate,” I hear Time say, drawing my attention back to the current situation. “I’m curious, and bored. If I give you power, you will come back immediately and report what you saw. Nothing about that will be difficult at all.” “And what is it I will do?” He question. Silence follows, for what feels like forever. Time hesitates, his mouth opening slightly but nothing comes out. This must be the first time he admitting his plan. Maybe the good part of him is suggesting he doesn’t do it, but regardless, he speaks.

Friday, 23:30: “Beep, hello 001. It's 23:50, the counting system will close in ten minutes, please complete the count from 1 to 120 if you want to continue” Again? The clock is out of time but there are rules, it's wrong every three days. I sighed, counting again. Saturday, 21:05: Beep. 1.2..3..120. Day Eight, 21:05: Beep. 1.2..3..120. Ninth day, 21:05: Beep. 1.2..3..120. Ninth day, 23:30: “Beep, hello 001. It is now 23:50, the counting system will close in nine minutes, please complete the count from 1 to 120 if you want to continue”

There was no time to make him dinner. Still, I nodded. I could change my flight to 10 p.m. and let that meal be my last goodbye.

She felt time stop and she didn't know the word to utter. " How do you mistakingly sleep with someone Adam?'' She finally asked trying to hold back the sobs " We were drinking and it was all a blur, there were girls at the party and...i didn't mean to" Adam said and reached out to take Riley's hand across the table. she immediately withdrew from him and looked around then covered her mouth with her palms and sniffed almost loudly.

“These are all small things. I can fix them. If you don’t like the three of us hanging out together, then from now on, we won’t all meet up at the same time. “Whatever else is bothering you, just tell me. I’ll change. I swear—” I cut him off, feeling irritated. “They’re not small things. My feelings were never small. “Honestly, we were done a long time ago, whether you see it or not. “Stop calling me. I really don’t want to have to change my number.” I hung up and blocked the unfamiliar number. I stayed busy once the semester started, and it felt good. I joined ROTC, and before I knew it, I had gotten pretty tan in just a couple of weeks.