Time Travel To Save Him From Me นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I knew that he resented me for letting Wendy discover what happened between us that night. If Wendy had remained clueless about us, she would never have left. At that point, I broke off from my thoughts. I brought Connor the antidote to the drug and some cold water. After helping him with the pill, I put a cold compress on him. After all, in the previous timeline, he had sacrificed himself to save me. I had to pay him back for that. “Where’s Wendy?” The antidote and cold water had helped him regain some of his senses.

“He crashed while you were gone. The alarms you heard that night, when you decided to leave with Marco. That was him; the medic tried everything. They worked on him until his heart gave up, the blood ran out, and there were no other options to save him.” The room tilted sideways. I gripped the sheets with trembling fingers. “No. He would have waited. He promised to wait.” “He held on as long as he could,” Tony said. “Longer than most men in this life. That is the truth.” My breath shook out of me. Tears blurred everything, turning the lights into bleeding halos. Frankie stood, walking closer to me, saying nothing at first. Frankie finally met my eyes. “He said something before he went,” he m

The screeching old crone I was fervently dodging happened to be located in England in the year seventeen-forty-five. I didn’t belong in that time or place. I was a covert transient from the twenty-first century. I’d traveled back in time for one purpose only. To change the future for the one I loved. I was never very good at planning things out. I'm more of a grab the seat of my pants and go kind of girl. Patience has also never been one of my strongest virtues. Historically, this grab and go habit always worked for me. Somehow, I managed to achieve my goals. This time I wasn't so sure. Had I jumped the gun without adequate preparation?

I’ll return you to another time where fate was cheated, but I can’t guarantee that it will make a difference. The crone’s words come back to me, and I immediately understand what is happening. I’m back to that time where I died saving William. I was eighteen years in the past and since I was aware of what was to come, I could most likely change the events that led to the defeat of my friends. I can’t waste this opportunity, I tell myself. I will change the future and save everyone. TO BE CONTINUED… “

I started thinking seriously about him. His face changed when he heard what I told him. "I'm from the future, the old Harold—old enough to be nice to hear that sent me back here in the past. It’s the year 2030 in my time where my daughter and Heiley are alive and the war is starting again because of the organization's spy here. This time we want to change the other scenario here in this time so that no humans die, and other races in the future as well as this time. I hope, Drake help me. Heiley doesn't die immediately in this time so she can be with her even if our child is only for a short time. My parents will keep me away from them, so you will take care of them when that day comes," I sa

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.

Cassandra observed how riddled and unspecified were the instructions to 'save' them from the Literal God Of Death. She shakes her head, the headache was pulsating impudently. "Framton Johnson will die of a heart attack." Says the words. "What the fuck..." she needed to collaborate with Zayn as quickly as possible because it is growing into a menace. Why the hell did she travel back in time? She will be doomed if she was the lone traveller and Zayn wasn't there. But... where the hell was Zayn even? . . . . . . . .

There was a slight tinge of irritation in the voice. I pushed myself up on my elbows. “Just five or ten minutes. Then I’ll help you do whatever it is you want. Okay?” A terse roar blew over me. I think it was a snort. “Do you really think I’d believe that? You’d leave your friends to suffer while you take a nap?” Clearly, she didn’t know me at all. “Yes. It’s time travel, isn’t it? There’s no point rushing. If I go back, I’ll still end up at the same point in time. The past isn’t going anywhere.”

“Are you saying you’ve time travelled too? But why? For whom? What did you change?” Diana blinked, smiling. “What do you think?” Willow did what Diana said. She thought. She tried to understand. She tried to… Her eyes widened all over again, realization settling like the calm after the night of the storm. “Carmen.” Diana only smiled, letting her have the freedom to figure it all out. Why would a desperate mother risk travelling through time? For her child, obviously. “You saved Carmen that night, from that accident.”

She didn’t do anything to move it away. “Jasper came from the future to my timeline and then he moved onto yours when you were younger. He then went back to his. When he was in his timeline, I went from my timeline to yours a few years in the future and then, I went to his. We both came back here together.