Time Travel Fantasy Novels & Stories

"But I don't know if it's the right time." Aiden looked at me, his eyes filled with both relief and worry. "So, we've traveled through time? And this future... it's undergone some catastrophic event." Hunter, who had been silent until now, stepped forward. His eyes, shimmering with intensity, revealed a secret he had been holding back. "I believe we've traveled to the right place and time," he said solemnly. "Time moves differently in different realms, and for every week we spent trapped in the past, a year passed in the future. Something could have happened while we were gone."

She asked cheerfully. "Evan Lynch." Over the next few days, Hannah and I actively tried to figure out the rules of this time-space distortion phenomenon. But the more we investigated, the more confused we became. Sometimes, something placed in one spot would disappear the next second, but if we put something in the exact same place again, nothing would happen. This time-space distortion seemed completely random. It appeared without warning, and the size of the objects it transferred was random too. But there were still some patterns.

A wish to go back in time, a wish to be with Vincent, a wish for a lifetime of love. With the wish made, she opened her eyes, and for a moment, everything was still. Then, slowly, the sand in the hourglass started moving, reversing its course, pulling her back into the past, back into Vincent's world. The familiar sensation of time travel engulfed her, and with a last glance at her world, she braced herself for the journey, her heart filled with hope and love.

I am known as Lady Eve to many in this time period. After listening to the two British men, I tried to think back to what would be good time periods to reenter my life. My great, great, great mother Dora said I had to go back to that moment in time when she pulled me out. Unfortunately, I couldn’t alter the events that had happened too far to the point of creating a new event to happen. I couldn’t possibly stop them from holding me hostage. However, I could go back in time to do little, small things to ensure I survived the ordeal. In addition, the moment I went back to that time when I was still tied up to the chair, my pocket watch would disappear and return to her.

Selfishness isn't part of me, even though I sometimes wish it was. "No, it wouldn't be fair to them," My eyes glance around the throne room. John is in the middle of destroying another chair, while my sister is looking murderous. The other humans are dead, and I suck in a deep breath. "Everyone deserves a happy ending," I think for a moment and then look up at the moon goddess again. "What if I wish to time travel?" "Interesting," The moon goddess ponders. "I can only grant your wish if your heart truly desires it,"

To him, time was like an interloping of threads, all related to each other and the ultimate space, and in rare, yet possible cases, it was possible to bend those threads. Threads...threads of time...it rang a bell, but I wasn't sure where I had heard it from. I closed the book and fell on the chair. Time travel? Me? For what? So I can re-live some of the worst years of my life? I held my hair in handfuls and yelled, hoping that if I yelled hard enough, some miracle will take place and take me back to the time I belong. I have already lived past this. This is not my life any more.

"That same word that was mentioned last night." "Does Lisa really travel back in time?" Qadira gave me a puzzled look. "How is that even possible?" "Tempus summatum is a spell," Missus Taima answered. "A time-traveling spell. But few know how to recite it properly, and even fewer even live through it." "It's literally removing yourself from a point in time and inserting it into another," Mother Babette said. "How could anyone's body survive that?" Qadira scoffed in amazement. "Lisa's body survived it. And if she really did travel back in time to write these papers with Marie Laveau and Doctor John in the flesh, then maybe she is the key to stopping Abraham."

There was no saying what he would do next and Daylen didn't want to bet that he would sit around waiting for them to fall in love again. The best solution he could think of was to go back to before the attack and stop it from happening. By stopping it, he can stop Syvan from recalling their past and hating him for it. Thereby preventing Syvan from going down the dark path and saving the werewolves. "Going back in time doesn't assure us that Syvan won't do this again," Uri stated. Jax eyed them puzzled. Time travel was impossible. The witches who had attempted to travel back in time had died in th process. The spell is so powerful it drains the life of whoever casts it.

] "…Hah…. I'm gonna keep asking you a few more questions...I want a clear explanation….are you clear?." [Yes Sir, I will try my best to answer all of them.] Honestly, at this point I've already given up on being shocked or anxious, I've read multiple fantasy novels about reincarnation or transportation to a magical world, I even read one just a few minutes ago. After a full 1 hour of Q&A session with T.A.S, I already got the full gist of my situation. One, I'm now a Traveller between Earth and Fantasma, I can travel between the world without any problem all I have to do is say the words to T.A.S and it's done. Two, Traveling between worlds can only be used once a day, and it has a cool downt

I walked with him to the training grounds and when he was talking to Hideyoshi and the others, I quietly walked back to the castle. It wasn't like I didn't want him to know about the story I told but because I don't know what repercussions would happen if he knew about that story. He could try and change things and if he did that, I could cease to exist. There's still a lot of things I don't know about when I got transmigrated into this timeline. I'm afraid of changing anything. I've already changed a lot since I got here and I don't want to mess up any further. It's better for him to just stay clueless and let me do what I do best, making history repeat itself.