Time Travel Fantasy Novels & Stories

So, technically, what I had been doing all along wasn't much different from what I had to do to go back in time. So, I was going to try it. With both hands clasped in front of my chest and my eyes closed, I regulated my breath so that my heart rate returned to normal. I reached for the remnants of my magic to focus them on my brain. ‘Think again. When is the right time to time travel? Before the war started? No, that's too far back. What if I jump too far through time, and my magic reserves are further depleted? No, I have to think carefully.’

“It is not something that I considered. I question if anyone has until now.” I thought about it for a moment while I wiped the moisture from the back of my neck. The magic that I was learning proved physically demanding to the extent that my body perspired heavily. “Do you have people who travel in time? Or, do they simply travel from portal to portal?” “What is the difference?” she asked. I took another moment to collect my thoughts. “It’s my understanding that to travel from realm to realm requires a portal in the landscape. To travel within the same dimension but to a different time can also be done through an object such as a mirror.”

"Yes and no. I say so because being able to manipulate time is like borrowing a power from me and drawing a small portion of me. However with you, it's completely different. You have your own source so you my dear are chosen by time as one so you're like me." "Time." "We are the sources. People can get the powers of time if we bless them with it. However time chose you or to say layed dormant in you." Giselle was shocked to hear this. Being a source of time was something she had never expected. "You need to have more control over yourself Giselle. Judging your enemy in darkness is difficul and even more difficult when darkness itself is your opponent." Saying so, Time has vanished from the p

The seas of Jade Island was exceptional. He saw it everyday yet he still loved it. It was home. The home that he prepared so much to come back. In time travel, the traveler only had one chance to go in a particular time period. They could not go back when they had already visited it. And he had to visit it once - as the Phoenix indicated. He waited millinea for this - and he was there now. He smelt the breeze of the seas. The salty chill embraced him like a cloth and he loved to be there.

“Fantasy?” Came the uncertain inquiry through the bullhorn that sounded out loudly amongst the hustle and bustle of the crowded pier. Raising my hand I picked up my duffel bag and began making my way forward. As I walked the men about me stared. They always stared. It was kind of nice and yet annoying at the same time. It didn’t help that my Russian born mother so enamored with her relocation to a new and in her eyes, ‘fantasy land’ of America had named me as such.

Yet another fantasy Prologue Legora, the largest capital city in the world. Once one of nine, now there are four. We had lost five cities in the great calamity. Creatures from god knows where poured in from a tear in the earth. A dimensional tear in space and time the men of science called it, but really who the fuck knows? All I know is they were bigger, stronger, looked nothing like us and they outnumbered us hundred to one.

“It’s not just creatures coming through.” “No?” “It’s time.” I frowned. “Time?” “Events. Choices. Echoes. The Weave doesn’t just hold reality together. It records it. When it fractures, some parts… bleed backward. Or forward. That thing—it was feeding on a future. One that hasn’t happened yet.” Theron swore. “So now we’re fighting time-traveling nightmares.” “Worse,” I said. “We’re fighting possibility. Which means there’s no single battle. No single end.”

She couldn’t imagine eating in such a way on a daily basis. When the meal was finished, they settled down for a few quiet hours of pleasant conversation. Davina found Margaret to be delightfully entertaining, both in personality and in the stories she told about her life in the eighteenth century. She was surprised to discover that Margaret was born in the twentieth century, but chose to move backward in time because she preferred their lifestyle. It was a considerable attestment to her magical abilities to be able to move into an era prior to her natural timeline. Moving into the future would have been much easier. Davina also learned that Theo wasn’t from her timeline. He came from an

The page is almost to the point where it is no longer illuminated by warm lights when I glance at it. I let out a big sigh at that point and took the book, putting it in my drawer. I looked for locks and keys, and when I came across a few little ones, I locked them and went to bed. Even though I'm not used to it, I can only look ahead with my plans as it has already happened. I simply never imagined that one day or one night I would discover a person whose identity I am unsure of. Yet given that time travel may be reversed, I suppose that various creatures, particularly wizards, do exist.

she began, “You are blessed with the goddess Selene’s own wolf. Surely that must come with its perks?” I had never really thought of this before. There had never been a need to explore any untapped talent that I may or may not possess. I had my strange dreams. And, of course, the ability to move through time. But I had never even thought to looking for anything past this. “I mean, surely, if you have the ability to time travel across centuries, then wouldn’t it follow that you have the ability to, I don’t know, leap from one place to the next?”