Timeless Fanfiction Novels & Stories

he exclaimed as he wiped his cheeks, I rolled my eyes at him with the feeling of discontent and went back to my table. Way to ruin the moment, I thought bitterly. The genre for the contest is Romance and Tragedy, and so far, the only story that fitted that category is the one I'm currently writing. The deadline for this is two months from now. I looked at my story and began to calculate the days before I can finish it. Again, I was snapped out of my reverie when Xander leaned in t look at my work. His face's so close to mine that I can smell his perfume.

There goes that. I take my spot next to Dane in the truck and we start our journey across town. The apartment is a small one-bedroom on the northwest side of town. It's not exactly nice, but not exactly trashy either. There's already a lockout on the doorknob, so she leaves the window unlocked to crawl in when she leaves to get back in the apartment. We walk in and Ant makes introductions "Tammy this is Vivian, Dane's friend." I felt my body tense up at the word friend. "Girlfriend." Dane corrects

Harper murmured, stepping closer. "I'm fine," I lied, snatching the tea. The heat of the thermos seeped into my palms, but it couldn't touch the frost spreading through my veins. I sat at my drafting table, staring at the blueprints for the 'Timeless Bond' armor. It was supposed to be the ultimate protection for a mated pair on the ice—a fusion of modern hockey tech and ancient pack wards. Timeless. The word felt like a slap. Tristan was preparing to claim Selene in front of the High Council, yet he was haunting my footsteps like a jilted mate. It was a game of shadows, and I was done playing.

he suggested, voice dropping to that dangerous register that never failed to affect me, "we should celebrate that perfection properly." The highland morning stretched endless before us, but time lost all meaning as we lost ourselves in the timeless dance of our love. Here, protected by ancient stone and bound by dangerous devotion, we had found something rare and precious - a connection powerful enough to transcend time itself.

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.”

"Forever is a long time and I can't wait until we are together for it again. I'll see you soon, love." *** Author's Note*** I had this story in my head and in different version on paper for so many years. It feels good to finally close it but also sad the journey is over. These last three chapters are a little out of tune to the rest of the book filled with desire and mayhem, but I really wanted to bring it to the full end. Their whole life with many struggles but also so much love that would live on through their children and grandchildren. Thank you all that made it this far and I hope you enjoyed reading 🥰

The Vortex of Timeless Ecstasy had set the multiverse spinning in perpetual bliss. The Song now cascaded like an endless waterfall of pleasure, carrying every soul deeper into shared rapture. Ninety-two chapters after the Omega first brought chains to Thornwood, love had become the unstoppable torrent that reshaped everything it touched.

She could feel the faint flutter of Morwen's pulse against her fingertips. "Look at me," Clara said. Morwen obeyed. Those crimson eyes met hers, and Clara saw it all—the grief, the guilt, the desperate hope that had kept Morwen fighting for centuries. "This timeline is different," Clara said. "This one, we won. The Hollow is gone. The loop is broken. We have—" She paused, searching for the right words. "We have time. Real time. Not borrowed time. Not stolen time. Just... time." Morwen's breath caught. "You're certain?"

I smiled against his lips, before I leaned into him too, returning it. And I know that no matter what happens to us, the times we don't think we can bear each other, the moments we are distracted by the people around us, I will keep in mind that our love is beyond extraordinary, a gift from time itself and no matter what, it will never be he against I, always us against the problem. Come sun, twilight or...November Rain. THE END

nn"I ran into someone today, like... you was here before." A long, long time later, until the owner of that sentence was completely out of sight, I quietly stepped out from the darkness, silently looking at the stele in front of me. Above is a picture of a girl, at first sight quite young, with a bent smile on her lips. This is probably the person he loves, the last sentence was told to her as well. For a moment, the cause and effect of everything seemed to be going through my head, slowly as if riding a horse to see flowers, until the last minute the details suddenly became clear, and it seemed to be faster.