Time Stop Story Novels & Stories

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Garett went over some of the briefings he had to close out for the week though he had time off. He had called into his boss, the lawyer who was a senior partner, and explained the situation and what he hoped to accomplish for the next week or so. Though it wasn’t an easy conversation to have, he knew that he wanted to get it over with and have the time ready to do whatever needed to be done.

Because he felt his bad energy and he knew whoever that guy was would definitely be bad news but he had no idea how to tell them so he just minded his business. “Yes, we do, what table?” “I’ll come pick it up by the counter, it’s to go.” Santiago replied and finally got to ask the number one question on his mind. “What time do you guys close? For the day... I was thinking of bringing someone here for a date” the lie slipped out so easily he was a bit proud of himself. “Ten pm.” Said Hunter as he went to pull out the croissants that were placed in the microwave not too long ago.

THIRD PERSON'S P.O.V Hours have passed since they found the exit. They are all talking about their journey inside that forest when Siva stopped them. "Let's stop here, it's already 12 o'clock in the afternoon." "Wait, it's only 12? The time here runs so slow, what do you think?" Vanessa asked, curious about the thing they were experiencing.

I say and my entire body gets goosebumps. “But then you had a baby with someone else?” He asks looking at me confused. “She broke up with me suddenly, and a year later I had Junior,” I say and I can see the confusion in his face grow. “Okay.” He says as if he’s trying to make it make sense in his head. “So now?” he asks after a moment “Now, nothing,” I say and he looks at me like I’m dumb. “So we’re going to pretend like that moment the two of you had when she walked in didn’t happen.” He says calling me out.

All I know, is that in the few moments we have been around each other, my fear as melted away. “I actually like the future you. But he’s so possessed by his past actions, so maybe this can help solve that,” I tell Time. What this has revealed to me so far is that Time is worth saving. At some point, before it all went down, he wanted someone to stop him from himself. Pulling Time to a stop, I dig into the knot in the back of his blindfold until it falls away, revealing where I have taken him. He immediately shields his eyes, the golden light he blinks away the same colour as his eyes.

"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.

Clara wondered what he did in that massive dark room of his. But she would have to keep wondering until they got married since she was back to her place now. With time, the paparazzi were tired of staking an empty house. Clara was sure they took the hint already because they stopped coming. One or two of them come around sometimes but that was all, they never hung around too long. That was good for Clara because she needed her peace. She needed to sort out her emotions real quick before she exploded.

"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.