Timeless Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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.

"I won’t sign it, and I won’t accept it. Haven’t you loved me for seven years? How can you just let it end like this?" "Seven years." I repeated after her, "You’re right, seven years. I proposed marriage seven times, and you’ve made excuses all seven times to brush me off. Do you have any idea how I felt these past seven years?" She looked at me. "I felt like I was waiting for a door that would never open for me. I kept knocking and waiting like a fool, thinking that the day would come when you would open it, but it never happened. I waited and waited only for you to come to me and ask me to father someone else’s child."

"Initiating 'The Great Restoration'! We’re going to 'Delete' this boring house and 'Re-spawn' the Blackwood Keep!" The ground beneath their feet began to vibrate. The wooden porch turned to white glass, and the green pines unwove into streams of violet-gold code. The "Real World" was being "Over-written" by the "Idealized North"—a version of their home that was too bright, too perfect, and completely devoid of the "Ache." "Dada! The air is turning to candy!" Kaelen cried out, his eyes weeping "Pure Context." Lyra lunged for the "New Author," her obsidian blade appearing in a flurry of violet sparks. "Get out of our life! We aren't your 'Fan-Fiction'!"

Luckily, the Slutty End of Time comes complete with all the makeup, hair products, and accouterments a slut could need. When Penny and Jenny are ready to be given over to their daddies, why, the portal will open right back to the time the twins vanished from. For the world, it will be like they never left, but eighteen years will have passed for them. Not that they look any different. * * * Carter Miller "You watch too much p**n," I told Hank, my best friend. He was a quarterback on the college's team. "You should be fucking sluts, not watching them."

Silence crashed violently across the frozen cliffside. Elaine blinked. “What?” The old man’s expression hardened instantly. Their Adrian looked stunned, too. Interesting. Apparently, he didn’t know that either. Older Adrian smiled coldly. “That’s the problem with timelines,” he said softly. “Eventually, the dead stop staying dead.” A crack suddenly spread across the frozen sky above them. Reality flickered violently. For half a second— Elaine saw another world overlapping theirs. A ruined city burning beneath crimson clouds. Bodies scattered across empty streets.

until the end of time episode 4 Slowly Fransis got out of bed, he walked around and stood right behind his wife. Sonia was shocked when the man began to wrap his sturdy arms around her slim waist, her head rested on the chest of the man who was considered her sister-in-law, her ears could hear her heartbeat, she wanted to get out of this situation, her husband was in the hospital now, but she was making out with her sister-in-law, at least that's what she thought, she did not know that they were exchanging identities.

“They loved each other more than anything. That was the only good thing about them both dying together. The other wouldn’t have to live without the other.” “That was a blessing for them.” He said as he squeezed her hand that it was in still in his. “I see how you could be confused though on how different relationships are, though. There were good ones, like your parents. There are ones like my parents. Lastly, there are ones like Joyce and my dad. They are all different, and they all can work to a point, but they don’t always last. The time and effort that some people put into it is what will make them work or not. Joyce wanted something from my father that he wasn’t willing to give. They wo

My mate has such an intense, magnetic pull over me it's like fighting gravity. "It wouldn't be fair to the other me if I kissed you," he whispers, smiling with a thousand unsaid words begging to be said. "But how about I let you in on a secret before I disappear?" I inhale before nodding at him. His lips quirk up, and then he leans forward to whisper into my ear. He is much taller than me, something else I find incredibly charming. "In my timeline, you died, and I never found my mate. I'm about fourteen years older than me in this timeline, but since I saved you, things are about to change."

But as he walks away, he turns back and leans in close to me. “Oh, and keep this to yourself.” He whispers in my ear, and then he is gone. Wait, what just happened?! Did the arrogant and rude Reid Grayson just propose I enter into a fake relationship with him?! God, as if my day couldn’t get any worse. **** It's Sunday evening, and I am staring at my laptop screen with Reid's suggestion still on replay in my head. A fake relationship? Was I that desperate to write this book? Ugh, the answer would be a resounding yes and yes.

When Ryan mumbled and sat down on the floor, Janet came up behind him and snatched the book from his grasp. Holy Crap! Finn's thesis on the subject of time travel is presented here. Janet was aware of this because she had assisted Finn with some research at the time. Or maybe it was Ethan? Janet furrowed her brows as she turned to the middle of the book. After a few minutes of careful reading, it became clear that this was no longer about time travel. It tells the story of an ancient lycan and his mate, and the journey they took from the 17th century to the 13th century during that time.