Timeless Fanfic Novels & Stories

A realm where past, present, and future coexisted in harmony. Our journey had brought us to the very birthplace of time, where the balance between memories and reality was forged. The vortex had subsided, and we were met with an otherworldly stillness. But as we took in our surroundings, we couldn't help but wonder: What challenges and revelations awaited us in this timeless realm? The timeless realm was a dreamscape of swirling energy, colors, and fragments of memories, all suspended in a tranquil equilibrium. Reality itself felt malleable, like clay waiting to be molded.

Taken Hours turned into days and days became weeks, but Lolita did not have one moment of sleep. She felt tortured, abandoned, tormented. She was in her own little hell on earth. She thought about so many things in so many ways, like living through different timelines of earth. Perhaps if she had remembered Hayden from the very first time she set her eyes on him, she’d be able to set her foot down and make some boundaries. Better still, she could not have started the affair at all. In another universe, another life, she would truly love him. Now… now was the worst timing of all.

The days in Nicolas' mansion seemed to stretch endlessly. Mia found herself trapped in her room, her voluntary prison, contemplating the life she had left behind and the love she yearned for with all her heart. The distance from Esteban made her suffer, and the coldness with which she treated Nicolas only made things worse. Every attempt he made to get closer to her was met with icy glances and sharp words.

The air stood still, heavy with anticipation, as I whispered, "Are you Athara? Are you the love I lost, returned to me?" She hesitated, her eyes flickering with vulnerability before she let out a heavy sigh, as if the past had materialized before her. "Yes," she murmured, her voice laced with a bittersweet longing. "I am Athara, lost but never forgotten." In that moment, the weight that had burdened my soul for so long began to lift. Time had played its twisted game, weaving our fates across millennia, only to reunite us in this dimly lit bar. The echoes of time resounded within our hearts, whispering a tale of reunion and redemption.

Two hearts united, and souls became one. ~~~~~ 21.09.2023 ~ 18.12.2023 (Forever in our hearts.) ×××××× I hope you enjoyed reading the story as much as I loved writing it. Let me know in the review/comment section. I love to read them. IMPORTANT - I have published dark romance story (Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession). If you have enjoyed this story, you will love that too. You can find it in my profile.

She asked in the dark looking into his eyes. “Oh, God. You remembered this time from the beginning.” He said. “What you mean I remembered this time from the beginning there’s more?” She asked extremely softly. “There’s about seven more, maybe even a few that I don’t know about. I’ve been waiting five hundred years for you to call me Mitsu again.” Matthew stated as he looked into her face. It took everything he had not to wrap his arms tightly around her, and the inner struggle that he was going through didn’t even remotely come close to the battle that he could feel within her.

There are only a few physicians living around the town and we're not supposed to be near to each other but he was just the most reckless, easy-going person. "Actually, I've been robbed the other day. The infected jerk even tried to take my mask off and touch my face!" I took pity at the guy, he's very smart and yet so naive. I couldn't let him die even though he's a huge pain in the ass everything single time. "So what is that on your neck?" "Well, I didn't say you were wrong about my whores." "You're going to hell." I chuckled. "At least, I've reached the heavens a couple of times. How about you, eh Jacques? When was the last time you make love?" He wriggled his bushy ass brows.

K Whatever wanted to roll her eyes but kept it to herself and just replied, “ Yes, mother. “ The perfect family of three hurriedly left the house as they will be late for their flight. K Whatever didn’t bother about them and closed the door. “ V, if I die again here, can I still go back in the 12th timeline? “ V didn’t answer for a moment and even Dahlia was curious. “ You can, and it won’t change anything from your status or your payment for staying. Just for three months though, you are only given three months, exactly 2,910 hours to stay no matter which timeline you are. “ V replied. “ I see, “ K Whatever pondered, “ Then I should get going! “ _______ KircheLeaf Arc 2: My Wife Is A Closet

His wings flare wide—shadow and fire. I burn for him. He burns for me. Hours. Or minutes. Time doesn’t matter. Just us. Just this. After—curled together, sweat cooling, hearts slowing. His wing draped over me like a blanket. My head on his chest—listening to the dragon-rumble of his heartbeat. **Lucian (whisper, fingers tracing the ring):** “Forever isn’t long enough.” **Seras (smiling into his skin):** “Good thing we’ve got every sunrise after.”

“You’ll be putting her out of her misery.” Hugging my knees, I close my eyes. What a horrible fate. My heart aches knowing what she is going through, however, I’m not sure if death is the answer. Especially not if Time is involved. “She will reunite with her brothers within the immortal realm. She will be happier. With me or not with me. And, you would be getting rid of that pesky mate bond,” Time murmurs, a smile touching at his lips. He sits so close to me, I can smell his unique scent, so close I can feel his breath. “Unless of course, you want to be with me forever.”