Time Stop Story Novels & Stories

After the episode, Jackie was brought away for punishment. Before she left, she hugged Joshua's thigh and cried loudly. "I know I've been making up lies, but I truly love you. You can't ditch me!" Joshua merely shot her an indignant look. "Jackie Morse, we're over." His decision plunged her into deep despair. She growled hysterically, "Joshua Kane, stop acting like a loyal man! I might be dirty, but you're no better! Did you know I got STDs? You will meet the same fate too! Hahaha…"

Whatever the reason was that brought me to Lucien, none of it mattered anymore. … Back home, I started preparing dinner. It would be our last meal together, so I took my time. When the final dish was set on the table, I placed the official mate-bond termination certificate right on the desk in his study, where he’d be sure to see it. Lucien still wasn’t home. I checked the time. If I waited any longer, I’d miss my flight. I called him again and again, but no one picked up. Just as I was about to hang up, an unknown number lit up on my screen.

The leftovers were for the servants. Waste not right? Adrexa suddenly bursts into the kitchen, where I am patiently waiting for the outcome of my meal. "The Prince and Princess want to see you immediately!" Adrexa commands breathlessly. Shit. Adrexa quickly turns and scurries back down the corridor. I quickly follow her, but I feel incredibly fatigued from my day. The shock of my wondrous journey through time, landing me in ancient Troy, discovering I'm not dreaming, and spending the rest of the day cooking a meal using age-old techniques.

“Do you… do you even care... about what you just said?” There was no answer from him. I clenched my fists, my teeth pressing very hard into my lower lip. Of course not, why would he when I let myself down? Unable to bear the suffocating silence between us, I decided to do something, anything to keep my mind active and sane, so I grabbed my laptop from the nightstand. My fingers shook slightly as I opened it. It was exactly 2 a.m., the time the world outside was still, and very silent...but somehow, I managed to be among the restless who were still up, that's if there were people like me. My thoughts were like wildfire. So, I quickly typed “Japanese winter flights from December to January,” a

I open my mouth to ask the stranger for the time when I hear him say something to me. He takes off his foggy glasses and wipes them on his wet hoodie. “You are such a terrific writer. I got mesmerised while I was watching you.” I pause because I do not know what to say in reply. I rehearse saying ‘thank you’ in my head but when I open my mouth, “Can you please tell me what the time is?” tumbles out instead. “Sure,” he says after a beat with a smile that reminds me of Adam. He slips his glasses back on, pulls back the sleeve of his hoodie and says, “The time is fifteen minutes to ten.”

I was able to make her believe that I'm a robot that her mother made who's already near or even better than human but I know that she still has a little doubt about that knowing that it can be possible and her mom isn't here to testify about that but when I told her that I know how we can stop this and about her mother's inventions, she managed to trust me even a bit and there we planned when we should leave our era to have our mission that I made her believe but that's not just because I want to fool her but because I also was tasked to make sure that it's really the Clepsydra that we need to broke and the way how we can break it without risking our lives. But when we got lost in the year 2

"I see you seek the truth. " I moved closer towards him. "May I ask what truth you're talking about? " "I know you have questions about why you can't just stop reliving this day. " My eyes flickered frantically. "Oh my—you know? " "Brace yourself for what I am about to say next. " He looked up for a second then turned towards me. "My name is Mann; THE GOD OF TIME... and, time is not on our side, Tyre. " The traffic going on in my head was enough to make it explode. My silver briefcase shook staggeringly and I held it with a firmer grip.

No time for detours. Then the remarks. Short. Repeatable. Thirty seconds of soundbite. Enough to satisfy the board, the press, and the audience. Nothing that required memory, nothing that demanded effort she couldn’t give. Another ping. Marlowe. “Clock is running.” I didn’t need the reminder. I checked the time. Delay meant the window closed. The longer we waited, the deeper the story metastasized. Power slipping. Control eroding. I straightened my sleeves. Ran through sequences, fallback plans.

We sat at the very back of the bus so we can sit beside each other. “So, how’s your story so far?” Jake started, “Well I’m halfway through it.” I said kindly and looks at Xander who is looking outside the window not listening to us. “Can you tell me the story?” So, I told him how the story goes, I’m surprised he listened all throughout of it, “So will Cassiopeia die?” he asked curiously, and I looked at the window and noticed that we’re almost there. “I have to, or the purpose of the story will get ruined, and I’ll get disqualified in the contest.”

"Time stopped. I stopped...time." All three of them stare at me, stunned into total silence. The air in the room tightens unbearably, pressing down on us all. “You what?” Zeke asks, his voice careful, slow, like he’s not entirely sure he heard the impossible claim right. “I stopped time,” I say, the confession sounding insane even to my own ears. “It wasn’t intentional, I swear. Everything and everyone just froze for maybe a minute or so.” Roman mutters a guttural curse under his breath, leaning back in disbelief. Kael just stares at me, his eyes wide, like he’s trying to see the incredible, impossible magic still clinging to my skin.