Time Stop Story Novels & Stories

Nathan trailed off. “The weird thing about your mind time traveling or your dream consciousness was the limits. You can go forwards as far as you want, but backward only works as far as the present day, or the time you left. Traveling back from “now” was impossible as if the continuum was chopped right off — like we are sitting on a moving dot and can only “bungee jump” forwards and backward back and forth. “What!? No, no. You mean if we travel back now there is a possibility that the battle was finished?”

Hello everyone :)... I want to kindly apologise for delayed update. I was supposed to update in every 2 days but something came up so I am uploading today... Sorry💛💙 ★———————————————★ Sam's POV* It is so cold here? Where I am? I feel I am drowning deep…. I can’t see anything. It is so dark here… I want to get out from here but I can’t move my hand and lags feels like I am paralyzed…

When Fyn didn't speak, Hana continued, "Doesn't matter anymore. You know what? Fine, stay there. We don't care. I don't care. I knew I should have done it from the start. You are the destruction of us all, Fyn." Fyn stuttered, "Done what?" At least that's what he wanted to ask. Except he didn't get a chance. The sound of everything seemed to disappear, and time seemed to slow down. Embers and charcoal flew across the air, the wind kissing his skin. Fyn felt boiling hot. Sweat dripped from places he didn't even realize could sweat. The fire was bigger now, and the silence so loud it felt like there was a ringing inside of his head. Time was slowing as Fyn watched Hana raise her hand.

I told them that this had not been the first time that he had done this and that he had been doing this since I was six years old and that I had proof of the more recent ones. It wasn't the easiest story to tell them, and I had to take some pauses in between to let the tears subside a little and to take a few sips of water so I could continue talking. After I had answered all their questions, they thanked me and left after I told them that I had hid the tapes and copies of them in the house as well as at a friend’s place. They thanked me and went on their way with a promise to come again if they would need anything else.

“If you want to get out, listen to me. Give me what I want, and I’ll bring you back. Otherwise…” He snapped his fingers. “Otherwise, what?” She sounded impatient. “Get ready to spend the rest of your life here.” He placed his mouth near her ear. “Right, I forgot to tell you, but when we enter the village of Jave, all time stops. It will be as if we never left Neon.” Her eyes widened at the mention of time stopping, but then he kissed her on the nape of her neck, sucking on it like a vampire. “Just where are we, Nathaniel Underwood?”

Adela felt nauseous as soon as she saw it, she was not afraid but couldn't help but feel the surge in her stomach. "Sorry master, the setup system says that the entire story of the first world should be forced to go through when the main characters are dead. But, the owner can use the time-reversal feature to go back to the initial time and starts the story again. If the owner agrees, please confirm, that the system immediately reverses time. 5 seconds of thinking begin! 5...4...3..." "Reverse!" Adela heard the countdown, she suppressed the churning in her st "Reverse system! Reverse system! Owner, please choose when to start the story again." The stiff voice of the system stopped the countd

He stops all of a sudden. "It's not cuddling though, just hug me for your safety." He said. I didn't do it cuz I'm busy playing with my arms. But then he made me do it by guiding me. That's what I wanted him to do. "Hold tight." He mumbled. Hours had passed. He stopped which caused me to release him from hugging him. "Where are we? It's almost night" I asked him.

" About you quitting your job?" " Oh yeah, I did." " Finally!!!....Halleluya!!!....Wait, when?" " A few hours ago." " Should I bring some goodies to celebrate you finally standing up for yourself, against that pig?" " I do stand up for myself." I defend myself, now frowning. " Mmm, you think you do but in actual fact, you are kind of a push over." " No I'm not!" " Skylar Grey, how long did it take for you to finally say no to that snobbish cousin of yours, Clarissa?"

Standing in the center of the living room, Alex found it difficult to breathe for the first time. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. It was a delivery person with a postcard mailed from Aspurg ten years ago. I had written it in my elegant handwriting. "To us ten years from now, may our love remain as it was in the beginning." Alex rushed out of the villa and called his assistant frantically. "Where's my wife? She's been missing for a month, and none of you noticed?" His assistant, Caleb Grover, trembled on the other end. "Mr. Carter, Mrs. Carter said she wanted to go on a retreat for meditation and didn't want anyone to disturb her... We thought—"

However, she reminded herself that most businessmen, whatever the rank, had always demanding schedules, and as a college student conducting interviews, she was likely not a high priority for many professionals. Florence looked up at the clock, her heart sinking as she realized it was past four o’clock in the afternoon. Feeling defeated with what happened, she pulled off her earphones, placed it along with her mini iPod shuffle in her bag, and gathered her belongings from her lap, her eyes welling up with tears. She had wasted her time here, and the frustration and disappointment were overwhelming inside her.