Time To Shine Novels & Stories

" I frowned, irritated by her nagging. She was still going on when I hung up and blocked her number. I was discharged on Christmas Eve. Back home, I cleared out every trace of her. I packed up all her clothes, toothbrush, and even her books, and threw them out. This was my house, and her things didn't belong here. Afterward, I returned to the Lowe residence for dinner. As I watched the TV, I scrolled through my phone out of boredom. Suddenly, a firework show shot to the top of the trending list. Seeing the initials TC and MG, I knew instantly that it was the firework show that Tessa had planned for Matthew.

So, can you please not look at me like that? However, even if I told them that, they probably would not believe me. I had been head over heels for Thorne for five years, and he had put up with me for all that time. Actions spoke louder than words, right? 'It's okay, Thorne. Just hang in there for three more days, and then you'll be free...' I thought. I pushed down the ache in my heart when Griffin asked me, "Come on, Princess, don't leave us hanging. Who did you pick?"

"And there's supposed to be one that's just down the path, which would be the perfect place to observe the eclipse." "You're 21, Meena. You can't honestly tell me you believe in fairies!" So I tell my younger sister of nine months. I have yet to have caffeine, and unlike my Irish twin, I am NOT a morning person. I'll take the soft tones of moonlight over the blinding sun any day of the week!

On it, someone had written with a childish scrawl: "Reconciliation Ticket." "You promised me, Shana, that no matter what I did wrong, you'd give me a chance when I showed this to you," he begged. "We've been by each other's side for 15 years, in love for eight years. Is everything so worthless to you that you can forget about it so easily?"

As far as I was aware, there would never be a point where I would be allowed past that door. “What happened to keeping a low profile?” Time shrugs, before he stretches. “I’ve had the night to regain a lot of my power back from dragging us around throughout time, so now, I figured I would put a glamour upon myself, and take you out to brunch.” I can’t help but eye him suspiciously. Brunch? It seems so civilised, I almost want to giggle. Having something as simple as brunch with a powerful immortal over a million years before my birthdate, seems like such an odd concept. Yet as I look at Time, he seems unfazed by his own idea. I suppose in the long life he’s lived, he’s come across stranger in

Toronto, Ontario, Canada. 5 Years Later… Claire had heard that the chance to see the sunrise and sunset every day was an unexpected gift bestowed by God. Sometimes someone can see the sunrise in the morning but doesn't have the chance to see the sunset. Or sometimes, some have the opportunity to see the sunset, go home, and sleep, but don't have the opportunity to wake up in the morning to see the sunrise. Time is a mystery. And Claire learns many things as the times in her life change.

I smiled at my silly thoughts before remembering were on a mission to stop a disease that could potentially wipe the human race off the planet. Hours passed and the room was crowded with more people. There was a huge countdown on the screen showing 30 minutes left for the second trial. Everyone was making sure everything is stabilized and calibrated. I look at the dome in the center with some sort of speakers surrounding it. “Penny for your thoughts?” Louie spoke beside me casually handing me a snack. I could see beads of sweat forming on his forehead despite the cool night air. “Thank you. So, if this works, does it mean we successfully traveled back in time?”

I asked. “Your shine possesses more of his magic than it does Elsbeth’s,” he offered. “If we do this, I should be at full capacity within a day.” “Will it deplete my shine?” I asked. He nodded. “You will have to take the time to recover. Once we have returned to the future, I could return some of your shine to you to speed it up, if you wish.” “Have sex with you twice?” I asked with dismay.

“Bart is second born, yet he was able to syphon magic from Vivian. How could that be?” “Ah. Now, that, I have an answer for,” he said with pomp. Inching to the edge of his chair, he spoke in a way that made it seem like he was telling me a secret. “The shine is formed in the energy field of a child while it is still in its mother’s womb. It takes a tremendous toll on the mother. We believe that is because the shine is seeded from her own shine, but we are not certain on that fact. We also believe that, because it is so hard on the mother, it is only done in her first pregnancy. Again, it is just theory.

At the seventeen-minute mark something happens that she did not put in the protocol because she could not have predicted it. The silver in her palms, which has been steady throughout the session, flares. Not dramatically, not with the bright flash of Sable's bridge-building session or the visible intensity of Kai's first session when the treatment first held. A warm flare, brief and complete, the specific quality of something that has been building for a very long time reaching its natural culmination. It lasts approximately four seconds. Kai looks at his hands. The shimmer on his nails, which has been steady and unhurried and entirely present since the first session when it first held, is f