Wheel Of Time Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“My dad would try to do things to make mom’s job easier, even if it was something silly or stupid. At least those things seemed that way to me when I was younger. He helped out whenever he could. Even if it screwed up mom’s system, he tried. That was how he showed her every day he loved her beyond reason. You are basically doing the exact same.” “I can see that too,” Garett said with a smile breaking on his face. “My brother used to do this stupid game with his girlfriends, and he would basically find out their favorite things like color, food, whatever, and then he had a wheel for the girl he was with. When something went wrong for her, he would spin the wheel and then go and get whatever i

So she asked: – What if I interact, touch, or stubbornly want to say something to my mother? The watch coldly replied, the mechanical words without sympathy: – Because she is affected by the paradox of time, if your mother had strong contact with an outcast like you, her memories of the other timeline would be awakened.

Clara walked angrily towards her room. “What do we do, Mark?” “Let her go.” That was the last thing she was as she shut the door of her role with a loud bang. Clara couldn’t sleep all night, she tossed and turned in her bed. She hoped she could just fall asleep and wake up to everything that was said about an hour being nothing but a dream. Clara wasn’t prepared to get married, not now and certainly not in about five years. Then out of nowhere, her parents announced her marriage. To Aiden! Aiden Smith! Was that why he had been fawning over her this past week? It was like he was in every place she was, cramming up her space and taunting her with his words.

I whispered. I feel down but I witnessed how Rina appeared in just a call. She instantly flicked her wand and the place came to color again. She pulled me back and I instantly looked around to find Timor. “Immaculous!” She shouted and flicked her wand to the witch again. I felt my strength again so stood up and looked run to where I could smell Timor’s scent. I could not find him. “Lady Zenith!” I heard her call. “Stay with her, I’ll be back.”

That was because no matter the reincarnated Thea or Yukia Dearnaley herself, they were all his wife, Thea Callahan. As he traversed through the passage, he could feel time seeping away at an accelerated speed. Though he entered the pathway in the Twelfth Universe’s Primeval Age, he realized that as he progressed, time was changing. Soon, he was back to the point in time where he fought against the Ursa. Upon arriving at this time, the flow of time returned to normal. He walked in the passage for a very long time. Soon, a glimmer of light appeared before him. Though the light was unusually small, it increasingly grew in size as James approached it. In the end, a vast world presented itself.

How was I meant to explain to him that I time travel back in time, I was rebirth, granted a second chance at life and with memories that aches everytime it ran through my mind but then it still all feels like a bad dream. I might wake up one day, still falling from the push through the window or with Caleb still much alive beside me. Everything still feels so unreal apart from the way my heart clenches whenever I remember Caleb. Darius sighed softly. “It’s okay if you can’t answer,” he said after a long pause. “I understand. Maybe you’re just trying to follow the path the Moon Goddess chose for you. You and Kieran being bonded and maybe you feel it's enough for you.”

I instinctively frowned and was about to turn away when hurried, chaotic footsteps sounded behind me. "Em!" Alex had recklessly charged onto David's yacht. His eyes locked onto me with the wild joy of recovering something lost, mixed with a pain and obsession that consumed him.

As he moved an inch closer, instinct kicked in. "Don't touch me!" I resisted, but his ice-cold fingers ruthlessly dug into my wrist, as if peeling my skin. The pain was overwhelming... The corner of my eyes prickled with hot tears. "Why... Why me... Alpha Albrecht... Why does it have to be me...?" I subconsciously asked. "Because you will always be mine!!" His deep, hoarse voice felt like chains imprisoning my soul. Hearing the same answer he'd given me on the day I was killed, everything went blank...

“Do not be jealous now.” Florence rolled her eyes playfully. “Me? Jealous? Of her?” she scoffed, trying to hide her true feelings. “Please.” Chaos leaned in, his breath warm against her ear. “Lucky for you, my eyes are only for you,” he whispered, a playful glint in his eyes. He gently pinched her cheek, watching as a blush crept across her face. “I love seeing you flustered like this,” he teased, his voice low and husky.

Dear Stella, I know you won’t talk to me. But please read this. I’m begging you. I’m going to tell you all the things which I should have told you before. If I can go back in time. I will definitely change this. But time is the reason I’m here. I’m working in the military on our planet in the andromeda galaxy. I already told you about my planet cryptop. There’s one president for our continent on our planet. I was made a cyborg 289 years ago. I was living all these years hurting many people, never being nice to others. You can never imagine how much worse things I did to other people on our planet. Iam has never been a good person until I met you. Our president’s son got lost on the earth whe