Time Stop Story Novels & Stories

“Let me tell you about a particular crazy time I had when I was out somewhere.” This got me a bit curious because he used a captivating and mysterious tone to speak. It shows he would make a good story teller or whatever name is better than that. Minutes turned into hours, and he was able to keep me interested in so many things he talked about. “Oh, my goodness! It’s late already.” I voiced out, surprised it was 11pm. I hadn’t noticed how fast time had gone. But the conversation I had with Thomas was worth it, though. I rose to my feet, and gave a little smile.

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.

Jay added and dropped the slice of meat to the ground and shifted. The twins were about to strike on us but the time inside the bunker suddenly stopped. John and Jay remained in their running position while Conrad and Aiden were in their standing positions. I, on the other hand, was exempted from the effects of his magic spell. Hunter Grey cast his magic to stop time. To stop the possibility of our blood flooding onto the ground. "This is not going to work if all of us cannot have our unity, Ethan," Hunter heaved a sigh before reaching out to Penelope's face.

THE CASSANDRA FILES — RELEASE WINDOW MOVED UP. TIME REMAINING: 03:59:12 And beneath it, one final line appeared: Once the story is told, the girl cannot escape it.

I whispered, "then **Stop Reading**." I looked at Silas. He smiled—a real, un-scripted, messy smile. "See you in the 'Actual Real', Elara," he said. I closed my eyes. I didn't hit 'Y'. I didn't hit 'N'. I hit **[END STORY]**. ---

"Don't be upset. I'll wire you a large sum at the end of the year." She brushed me off with that and walked into the study with her phone. The door slammed shut behind her, swallowing her playful laughter along with it. … Madison and I had a cold war for a full week. When she saw that I wouldn't give in, she stopped bothering with me and went out to see Lucas every single day. There was nothing I could do to stop her, and my disappointment in her kept growing.

Especially when they are related to Time. “I still don’t believe you,” I mutter, leaning back against the wall. “Whether you do or not, I thought I would stop by to share some information,” Time tells me, approaching me on the bed again. My skin shivers at his proximity. “I wish you wouldn’t.”

Or was the girl able to save him? He continued to read the story, a story he hadn't a clue that it’s about him. A story I couldn’t just tell anyone, because no one will believe that I was able to travel through time and save Eric from the accident. And nobody knows it but me. It’s like it happened, as in happened, past tense, and it’s done. ‘You have such a wonderful mind, Irina,’ he said. ‘This is a well written story with a twist,’ he added. ‘I like it,’ he smiled and drank from his cup of coffee. ‘I never knew you are this smart.’

It felt like the first step in severing my connection to this world. I opened my laptop and started searching for information on the medical school in Zurich, as well as local apartment rentals. Since I was leaving, I had to disappear completely from their surveillance. I had no intention of living in a dorm. After finishing my search, I crossed off another day on the calendar: 29 days to go. But when you're planning an escape from hell, time always seems to crawl by. At least I had survived another day.