Time Travel To Save Him From Me Novels & Stories

he says. "I can explain everything!" The words tumble out in a rush. "See, the thing is, I'm actually from the future. Well, technically I died three years from now and then I woke up three years in the past, which is actually now, and Lucas and Rita are planning to murder me for life insurance money so I need to make Rita steal Lucas from me so she'll take my place when fate comes to collect the death because I've discovered that events are fated but victims can redirect if you're actively villainous rather than passively avoidant and—" "Arden." Jett holds up a hand, his face completely serious. "I'm going to need you to repeat that. Slowly."

It’s almost as if he senses my presence because he opens the door. “Oh hi” he said not sounding surprised. I walked in his room. It was nicer than mine. “I’m leaving in the morning” I told him. “What where? It’s not safe for you to go anywhere.” His concern was sweet. “Well that’s the thing, I was hoping you would come with me. I could use your help, Tyler and I are looking for a crystal that we can use to travel back in time to save my mother and the witches.” “Of course I’ll help you,I don’t like be away from you lately anyways”Rod pulled me close to him, “are you sure meddling with time is a good idea.”

"Did you not hear me clearly? This is your only chance to save her.” "That sounds absurd," he retorted, his tone stern as he arched a brow. "How can I save her when she fucking died in front of my own eyes? And how am I even supposed to undo something in a timeline I didn't exist in?" His voice broke with frustration. "I don’t belong in the year 1025. If anything, send me back in time to my own world. So that I can-" The Guardian’s gaze never wavered. "I understand you are confused and overwhelmed. But rest assured. Time makes no mistakes. Nor do I," the voice said with finality.

I am not a time traveler, but I am very prone to waking up to other people’s bodies, to a different scenario, to a different timeline. If someone will ask me who I am, my only answer will be…I am someone lost in time.

The pain was excruciating and no matter how sweet he is at this time, I know he will hurt me and destroy my future. "Can we, at least, be friends?" I sneered but I couldn't help staring at him. For more than thirty years, I have never forgotten his handsome face, his eyes, and the smile that swept my feet away. As my mind was determined to change my future, my heart is begging me to take another shot. Hoping it might change now. I guess this is the irony of time traveling. No matter how you change your future, the effect would still be the same. My heart is falling for him again. But then, I remember what the homeless guy told me. Beware of falling debris.

Klara heaved a deep sigh before she began; “Several years ago, Darin, a distant relative created this time machine, hoping to go back into time to save his wife from himself but it didn’t work. He was lost in an unknown period, up till now, no one knows if he succeeded by travelling back into time or to the future. All we know is that his experiment failed.

"From three years in the future. And I came back to save you. Or destroy you. I haven't decided yet." My blood goes cold. "That's impossible. Time travel doesn't work like that." "It does when you're dying." Future me moves closer. "When the bond starts killing you, it opens doorways. Cracks in time. I fell through one. Ended up here. In my past." "Why?" Damon demands. "Why come back?" "Because I need to warn you." She looks at each of us. "About what happens if you survive this. About what the bond becomes. What you become."

“Aria, I never meant to hurt you or our pups... but I can’t forgive myself for failing to save Doris and Peter before we came back from the past.” “Their deaths have haunted me every single day. I’ve been drowning in guilt for years... and in that struggle, I neglected your pain.” “From the moment I met you, I swore to protect you—to keep you safe from harm. But in the end... I was the one who hurt you the most.” “I thought maybe... if I could use the time machine to change everything, to save them, then we could live without regrets. I promised myself I wouldn’t choose them again. I would save them... and leave them behind.”

If provoked, I am capable of becoming evil, and if it is necessary to accomplish my objectives, I will never perish in hell by myself. Then I burst out laughing hysterically. “What's the---" This young man, Xander, who had been holding my chin before, moves back and releases his hold on my face as I begin to laugh uncontrollably. Most women would behave like wolves' prey—rabbits. But I'm unique; I'm not just any average woman; I'm a time traveler known as a regressor, and I'll never blow this chance that has been handed to me. Even if it puts my life in jeopardy, I won't make a mistake this time.

And I've made it to the moment before he summoned the lightning labyrinth. ‘I did it. I did it!’ I shout to myself in my heart. I never expected that the first attempt I made would bring me here. I lie there for a moment, trying to process the fact that I've successfully traveled back in time. The relief and hope that flood my heart are almost overwhelming. This is the chance I've been praying for, the opportunity to change the course of events and save Cassian.