Timeless Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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.

"We did but what if there were vampires who started drinking human blood again?" "You aren't doubting the clan envoys sent to the human world, are you?" "I am just giving room to possibilities." Skyler shrugged. "That's not possible in any way." Nandini contradicted. "I agree there is a high possibility of the conversion power manifesting again but it would take time, a lot of time and a lot of sacrifices. May be a hundred years or even more and we have been here for just ten years." "It's just a possibility. So I am not sure either but one thing is sure it's the doing of our own kind and what's surprising is the attackers vampire DNA hasn't fully manifested. Like I said before they are neit

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.

Elana had also not woken up, there was no one to tell me what was happening over there and if Olivia would ever come back to me. I grabbed a bottle of hard liquor, not even bothering myself to see which one was it. It didn't make any sense, she was not supposed to have been there for more than two days at most. The concept of time have always been described as four times faster than ours when it came to the ace. “Your Majesty?” I heard a voice, it sounded unrecognizable to me at first but since Rex did not stir, I knew that it wasn't an enemy. I suspected that it was Alexander and my guess was correct when I turned to find myself staring into his sad eyes.

Every video showed me studying until the early hours, notebooks covered in dense notes, even memorizing notes while I was showering or using the bathroom… I smiled at Tessa. "Actually, I should thank you. If I hadn't spent the past months as an heiress, I never would've had such a great environment to study. And with a handsome guy around to have fun with whenever I got tired of studying, how could I not end up as the top scorer?" After my reply, the comments section went absolutely wild. "Did the author change the plot? I swear, the story wasn't like this before!" "How did this go from a sweet romance to a power fantasy? The cannon fodder's epic revenge! This is the kind of story I love!"

Just as I was about to slip the ring onto her finger… The clock struck midnight. The nineteen-year-old Agnes dissolved into countless motes of starlight, vanishing completely before my eyes. I could no longer hold back my tears. "Goodbye, my dearest Agnes." At that moment, Nicholas's voice rang abruptly behind me. "Agnes, Frank looks so pitiful. Kneeling here all alone—who's he even proposing to? How much happier I am with you by my side." I turned to see Nicholas, at some point, had brought Agnes to stand behind me. From where she could not see, his face was twisted with mockery.

The tiny, folded slip of paper , Ethan Grant’s phone number , had become my personal religion. For fourteen agonizing days, it had lived tucked deep inside the stitching of my uniform apron, a burning coal against my skin. Two weeks. I had survived two weeks of perfect silence, two weeks of scrubbing floors and polishing secrets, pretending the warm pressure of his lips on my cheek had been nothing but a fever dream.

It is all about the rhythm. "You're becoming a fine A****n, my fiery little hellcat," Braxius teases me when I can fend off his attack and un-sword him like he's shown me. I shrug and smile at his compliment. It has been easier to talk with him these days, and he's really trying to get to know me. He's even asked around if anyone has seen or heard about my little sister Meena. I don't know what happened to my Irish twin after getting sucked through time on the fairy hill. I've been praying she has escaped my fate in being stuck in an ancient time and place!

“It’s midnight, Cillian.” “I may have convinced a café to stay open twenty-four hours just for this moment.” “You’re crazy, Cillian.” “Crazily in love with you.” —The End.— PS: Please Alpha's Forbbiden Temptation to your library. Also, please leave a review for this story. *Bowing in Gratitude* Thank you my dear readers.

my life is going to end in 15 min and he will turn into human forever and his life span is 80 years now he will look as age you when I was dead velliam:- I can take care him but that's too soon why wouldn't you tell me sooner pokeri:- mom it that true but I am not ready goddess:- sorry poke but bird can't stay in next forever because sky is too bueatifull you will like it. now my time is come (velliam and pokeri hug her and they all start crying) pokeri:- please don't go now wait little long just little more time please velliam:- don't worry I will take care of pokeri. goodbye and thanks for being there when I needed you that most