Time Stop Novels & Stories

She didn't notice that their conversation is being serious right now as if they were a professional person or a grown-up kid with a broad mindset and think rationally that day we're not intended to. “I guess no because our life is not ours, we just borrowed it so there will be only a limited time for us to use it. If you don't use your time or if your time in this world was not enough or just painful, you can't skip it... you can't stop it... you can't stop time but time can stop you... time can stop you from evolving and existing. So use your time wisely cause you'll never know when will it last.”

This is a good trick to use if I want to kill someone in secret. As we move on, the restriction has changed to time shift, which is ranked unique. [Time Shift(Unique)- Stop time for any physical entity, not usable on the dead and spirits] As time goes by, I am becoming more like a fantasy main character. It has finally happened! I have gained unrivalled time stopping abilities! How long is it going to last? [5 seconds] The time is not too long but not too short either, with the power I have at the moment, 5 seconds would be enough to kill anyone of my level at least twice.

I stopped to give my mom and kiss and bid farewell for now to a few others. Once we were all ready, Jack and I both handed the clock back to Grace. She touched it, and the time changed to the east coast time zone. “Holy crap! Are you ever gonna tell me how this thing works,” Grace asked, shooting a glare at me. I grinned, absolutely wishing I could throw her down right now and have my way with her.

" 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

Please pause! Time is a beautiful woman. It sits at an old gold-framed picture in Uncle Max's house. It sits like a two year old baby in that photo, surrounded with digits running from one to twelve. Eyes bulging as if it can see something that I can't see. Then, slowly, it ticks and ticks and ticks until it makes a giant stop when it reaches midnight. For God's sake, pause! "I believe you didn't tell me because you were afraid your relationship with this new guy would affect us," I said to Katy this morning.

It wasn't necessary cause I wasn't planning on running, not yet. It had been more than a week since I had travelled back in time. I missed technology terribly. I really wished I could hear to Taylor Swift right now. Ugh! At this point I'll be glad even if I saw a toaster. I looked around the room and saw my tools, notes and equipment scattered everywhere. I cleaned up the mess and hid it under the bed. I needed a break.

FINAL DESTRUCTION SEQUENCE INITIATED. The mechanical voice echoed through the facility. Again. And again. And again. Every corridor. Every tunnel. Every room. Every speaker. The entire underground complex seemed to shake with the announcement. 15:00 14:59 14:58 No one moved. No one spoke either. Because for the first time since this nightmare began, Everyone was running out of time. Real time. Then Nathan pointed at the countdown. “Just checking.” He said.

I smile to myself. "Get down, driver! " I hear someone shout next to me. I glance up from my reading and notice one of the passengers. There are only two stops left before I reach my destination. It's 5:55 PM, and I was supposed to be on the Venus by 5:50 PM. I nervously bite my lip, wondering if I'm risking another job dismissal. I hurriedly press the small yellow button to signal my intention to disembark, and the driver promptly stops at the designated point.

But if he does come, it'll be purely coincidental. I look at the time, 11:55pm. I let out a loud groan. Why is time suddenly slow? It should move faster. I walk around my room to pass time, checking my appearance in the mirror, arranging my bed and looking outside the window. I check the time again, 11:57pm. Seriously?! 11:57 and 12:00 are basically the same thing. It's just a three minute difference. I slip past my dorm, luckily no dorm security is awake. Sneakingly, I go to the courtyard.

When our whole family saw the death timer for my sister will end on her sixteenth birthday, she became the most important person in the family. She suddenly took priority in everything, from food to dresses, and even bedtime stories. I felt for her, but I was also jealous that she was given everything. However, a day before her sixteenth birthday, my parents locked me up in the storeroom in fear that I would make a mess of things. I kept hammering the door, crying, "Mom, let me out! I'm having a fever, and my head hurts!" Mom didn't believe me. "Just stop! Your sister will die in just a day, and you're playing sick to gain our sympathy?! Don't you understand anything?!" "No…" I tried m