Timeless Fanfic Novels & Stories

A place with no time still had its own timeline. They knew the area that they were in was completely different and completely untamed in their own way. The others where erase that was beyond simple time and magic. They simply knew everything. They simply we're timeless. They also had made an alliance with desiree's mother and therefore had completely changed Desiree to make sure that she would remain the same. She would survive no matter what period that also meant that their timeline was even different if they had to completely change everything.

I waited for this stupid dinner party to end, so I could get away from him. Around thirty minutes passed, and I was fed up of hearing the boring tales and lame jokes and the pointless conversations. I learnt that these guests were the so called Noblemen, noblewomen, top ranking warriors, council members and high class citizens. This century is so not for me. Nicholas remained impassive the whole time. He’s not much of a talker I guess although, he’s a total jerk.

“These are all small things. I can fix them. If you don’t like the three of us hanging out together, then from now on, we won’t all meet up at the same time. “Whatever else is bothering you, just tell me. I’ll change. I swear—” I cut him off, feeling irritated. “They’re not small things. My feelings were never small. “Honestly, we were done a long time ago, whether you see it or not. “Stop calling me. I really don’t want to have to change my number.” I hung up and blocked the unfamiliar number. I stayed busy once the semester started, and it felt good. I joined ROTC, and before I knew it, I had gotten pretty tan in just a couple of weeks.

On our seventh mating anniversary, my Alpha mate, Ronan Thorne, abandons me once again for his secretary, Evelyn Stone's sake. This time, I don't kick up a fuss at all. Instead, I calmly draw out a silver dagger in hopes of ending my life. The moment the tip of the dagger is pressed against my neck, I feel someone grab my wrist all of a sudden. "Why are you hurting yourself? Who broke your heart?" I looked up in a daze, only to see the 18-year-old version of Ronan.

Do enjoy the time we spend together. It's just not love. Not the all-consuming, soul-deep connection that a mate bond should be. But maybe that's okay. Maybe love like that only exists in stories. Maybe real life is about choosing safety and kindness over impossible dreams. I close the journal with the invitation inside and shove it to the back of my shelf. Out of sight, but not forgotten. Saturday at eight, Timothy will marry Sophia Wintermoon. He'll stand at that altar and make promises to someone else. And I'll be here, living my life, proving that Marcus Blackthorn didn't break me.

she confessed, her eyes sincere. "I knew all your favorites, the innocence of young love, right?" To prove her point, she listed them all. My love for the color white, my passion for classical tunes, my admiration for Hemingway's words. With each revelation, my surprise grew until words failed me. By the end of our chat, we were both basking in an unexpected joy. Time flew by as we hung out, sipping coffee on lazy afternoons and meandering through the streets. Before we knew it, winter had wrapped the city in its chilly embrace.

🖱️Victor🖱️ I’ve always known time is a cruel enemy, but nothing prepared me for the way it felt when I realized how little of it I actually had left. Every heartbeat with them suddenly felt like it could be the last one I would ever get to share. And right now, wrapped between Jayden and Sammy, I was desperate to make every second count, to imprint my love into their skin, their hearts, and their souls. I feel like only this two will remember me when I’m gone. I have forced myself to sleep in the middle today because I want to feel shielded for the last time in life.

My body was a live wire, every brush of his skin against mine stoking the fire he had ignited in the detention room. Then came the most life-altering revelation. Royals and their chosen brigade aged at a glacial pace. Jim and Annabelle were granted this extended lifespan in exchange for their loyalty. And once Gavin marked and mated me, the mate bond would bind our souls, and I would age just like him. My body would finish maturing, and then… I would remain like this. For centuries. An almost immortal existence. I’d watch everyone I knew grow old and die while I remained frozen in time.

I laugh a little at his words, flashing him a small smile of gratefulness. We haven't spent much time together to be classed as close, but he is one of the three people I'd bestow eternal life upon. So I guess he is my friend, as is Chloe. They will never age, never grow old, never die. Their children will never age past 21, and neither will Angel. He will forever live. And in 100 years he will be granted another mate by the moon. "May we meet again"

For the good of my mental peace, I would change the subject. “You know who your mate is?” I perked an eyebrow in her direction while holding my breath because of my tight dress. I knew it would be difficult to put it on, but this was making for an impossible mission. How could the people of the past use things like this all the time? It seemed impossible to me. “Yes, I knew it since I was a baby. I am timeless; age has no effect on me. But we can not be together.” “Why not?” “Because he is twenty years older than me,” she answered.