Time Travel Romance Novels & Stories

He said beckoning me to him with his outstretched hand and I cuddled over into it and sank on the couch, enjoying his proximity. He took the remote and started going through the movie list. He finally ended up on some romance flick, something about a time-traveling husband and a wife that waits around for him. The day had been full of adrenaline, full of events that I never thought could transpire. As the emotions of the day started falling down, I could feel myself falling asleep in Damian's arms. He didn't say anything, just tugged the blanket even more over me, he let me sleep in his arms.

It was followed by a flash of white light. Hannah's figure became increasingly blurry. It was as if she were being scattered by the wind. She quickly shouted at me. "Evan, you have to live well. Wait for me. I'll come find you." When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to her senior year of high school. She looked at her phone. The date had gone back to the 21st of February. It was the day the time-space distortion first appeared. But this time, my voice no longer came from the empty space.

her time in each world will change in a decreasing direction. “More details!”- she said. [In the first world, you have three years to complete your task, but as time flies, the limited time in other worlds will decrease. When time runs to zero, you can return home.] “So…., the limited time to complete my mission will decrease over time?"- Annie thought for a while. [That’s it!]-said the system. “If only you said to me sooner…” [Alright! I said I’m sorry, it’s my fault, Ok… I promise I will report to you on time! And…to compensate, I'll give you a five-star lucky bag.]

Florence supported him and edged him to keep on working hard. Ryan smiled, feeling a sense of gratitude. "Thank you," he said. "You're pretty inspiring yourself." Over the next few days, Ryan and Florence spent every spare moment together. They explored the city, visiting famous landmarks like the Eiffel Tower and the Louvre. They wandered along the Seine, watching the street performers and artists. They even took a day trip to the Palace of Versailles, where they got lost in the stunning gardens and fountains. As they spent more time together, Ryan found himself falling deeply in love with Florence. She was smart and funny, with a quick wit and a beautiful smile. She was also incredibly tal

It takes about twenty minutes to get from Zoom’s headquarters back to our apartment. Kent follows closely behind, parking next to me, and is already at my door before I can even unfasten my seatbelt. He jerks the car door open, immediately leaning in to kiss me fiercely. A deep moan escapes me as his tongue slips into my mouth. His fingers knot tightly in my hair while his other hand wraps gently but firmly around my throat, and heat rushes straight to my cock.

They allowed themselves to fully live this time together, creating unforgettable memories and strengthening their bond. Upon returning home, Ana and Diego would take the magic of that romantic trip with them, keeping it as a source of inspiration to keep the romance alive in their marriage. They were determined to nurture that love and made a commitment to taking regular road trips as a way to constantly renew the flame of romance in their lives. The place chosen for Ana and Diego's romantic trip would be remembered as the setting where they reaffirmed their love and created unforgettable moments together. During the romantic trip, Ana and Diego took the opportunity to remember the challenge

I mean, you can't have your husband mad at you when valentine is right around the corner" she said and I rose my brows. Oh! Valentine. I almost forgot. It was three days time. "I'm so happy for you, Bethel", she continued. "And I'm sure you've learnt your lesson with that Jackson guy". I bent my head and smiled but was taken abacked when the gates opened and I saw Ryan's cars driving out. What the... I looked into my phone and discovered the time was... Whaaaat? 12:32! What the earth? "Bethel?" Nicole called on the phone.

I asked. "Desire. It is their nature turn back the time," she answered. "It is the the second time that the world revolved backwards. The first reversed was 300 years ago, the Paradis end." I froze. "What, how could that be?" I murmured. "There's no way... " "There are questions that you must answer yourself. Since you're in a different case, you're not the holder and yet you can still remember everything that happened." The curtains moved and I saw her eyes peeks, that golden eyes were like a glitter of peace.

“To be more precise: the year 1790.” 1790. Assisi. Umbria. Italy. The thought of it overwhelmed her. It all felt surreal, as if she were in a dream. She could hardly believe this was really happening, that she was really, actually, here, in this time and place. That time travel really worked. She also felt a bit relieved: of all the times and places she could have landed, Italy in 1790 didn’t sound too foreboding. It wasn’t like landing in prehistoric times.

Before long, the two love interests were walking toward each other in the afterlife, where they could finally be together. “Oh, that’s beautiful.” I sniffed, wiping at a tear from the corner of my eye. No matter how many times I saw the movie, it always got me. “You liked that?” “Loved it,” I replied. “It’s so romantic to think that two people could meet and fall in love, even if they were from different times.” He nodded. “You know, that’s kind of like us. Don’t you think?” I thought about it, and it really was. He was over two hundred years old, and I was eighteen. We definitely were from different times and had found each other, just like the characters in the movie. “Yes, I guess it is.”