Timetravel Romance Novels & Stories

“She's a beautiful girl. She threw a look. expressive for him. - I noticed. ’ Even with the other couple across the table, it was impossible not to be excited to touch Kat. Imagining the two of them alone, in his room, experimenting with positions of the Kama Sutra. He stroked it with his thumb, stroking her hand. "What did we agree on about the role of Cupid?" Tim teased his wife. “And speaking of which,” she said, getting up, “I think we'd better get going. Tim winked at them and got up too. “We have a romantic date in the rec car for a Grand Manier, seeing the moon and stars. "It's romantic," said Maggie. “You should try it. Her husband took her hand and led her towards the exit. “Honey,

"I will. Three days from now, let Raven be with Lyra. I've already had her wedding dress altered. I just want Raven to be happy no matter what." Raven's parents broke down in tears, heartbroken to see me go. Nonetheless, they could tell I'd made up my mind, and in the end, they respected my choice. I thought about Raven's second regret—I guess this took care of that now. The time machine would only keep me on this timeline for 36 hours, and now, I had one last wish to fulfill. I just hoped everything would go smoothly.

"Darling, I know you couldn't get over my affair with Jackie, but I was in the dark! She lied to me! I'm on meds, so I won't catch whatever STDs she has. Let us get back together and start anew." Start anew? How bold of him to bring that up! "Joshua, did you really think I divorced you over STDs? Our relationship was doomed from the moment you drugged my family!" Joshua stumbled backward in shock when he heard the mention of drugging. "H-How did you…" He picked up on the clue. "Are you reborn as well?" I nodded. "So, do you still wish to get back together?" Joshua could not come up with a reply. He was too embarrassed to discuss our past lives.

Somehow, I have gone back in time to the day I got married to Alpha Nathan. "I need to take a picture of you, but I can't do it without your sister. Wait here for me while I go get your sister." Mom left the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts. My hands formed a fist in anger as I thought of Quinn and Alpha Nathan. I don't know how I have traveled back to the past, but I'm not going to let myself make the same mistake I did in my past life; I'm not getting married to alpha Nathan. No matter what, I need to put a stop to this wedding.

The setting and scene really are as they were portrayed. In the movie, the time between Jonathan and Sara’s first meeting to their second is ten years. The first was a chance meeting brought on at Bloomingdale’s over a pair of gloves. Trevor’s and my first meeting was at a piano bar by a fire pit. It was brought on by us both being in Indianapolis for a wedding, the same wedding, which took us a little while to figure out.

His eyes crinkled in that sexy way he had. “That is… if you’ve got an hour to spare…” “All I have to do today is get myself dressed up and go to my friend’s wedding. So, I’ve got a couple of hours to spare.” “Perfect!” Timothy headed off walking, and she struggled to stick to his slow pace. They passed her car, but he declined a ride. He headed in the opposite direction of the coffee shop where they’d gone the last few Saturdays. “Where are we going?” “It’s not the destination, Billie, it’s the journey.”

Serena Vale didn’t sleep. Not really. She lay awake, the city lights casting restless shadows across the penthouse walls, her mind replaying the same image on an endless loop — her sixteen-year-old self frozen in time, standing outside her old home, clutching a sketchbook to her chest like it was armor. A stranger had taken that photograph. A stranger who, years later, turned out to be Damien Drake. And scrawled on the back, in his sharp, deliberate handwriting, were two words:

There, he found Kana waiting for him, her eyes filled with the same love that had ignited their hearts all those months ago. In each other's arms, they discovered that their love had not only survived the trials of time and separation but had grown stronger. Their historical romance had weathered the storms of history and emerged as a timeless love story, a testament to the enduring power of love that transcended eras and defied the constraints of fate.

It was followed by a flash of white light. Hannah's figure became increasingly blurry. It was as if she were being scattered by the wind. She quickly shouted at me. "Evan, you have to live well. Wait for me. I'll come find you." When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to her senior year of high school. She looked at her phone. The date had gone back to the 21st of February. It was the day the time-space distortion first appeared. But this time, my voice no longer came from the empty space.

The room went silent. “WAIT.” Dante threw his hands up. “Hold on. You can travel through time—like full premium access—and you choose to go visit him? Out of all the people in history? You didn’t think—oh, I don’t know—kings? Treasure? Beautiful women in corsets?” Jeffrey blinked. “…You’re focused on the wrong part.” Jeffrey said. "I'm focused on the important parts."You are going back in time to see the one person we all hate? The one person who has made our entire lives miserable?"