Why Couldn't Eren Change The Future Novels & Stories

“He told me to try to remember every moment that did not feel right.” Something shifted in Eren’s face. His eyes flickered to the boys, then back to me. “Oh great, everything about her was off anyway. So he wants you to dig into her past?,” he said. “To look at what we might have ignored or missed?” “Yes,” I said. “Why. Do you know something.” For the first time, Eren hesitated. His fingers tightened on the blanket. He looked like he was debating whether to say it out loud.

“Die! Just die already! I fucking hate you. You're the reason why I couldn't get what I deserved. Why Eren couldn't love me!” Her voice sounded distant and warped as I struggled beneath her. My hands clawed weakly at her wrists, trying desperately to pry her fingers away from my throat. But she was stronger than I expected. The pressure tightened. My lungs burned as oxygen was cut off. My vision darkened further. Some distant part of my mind tried to process her words. Why Eren couldn't love me. For a moment, confusion cut through the terror. What did she mean by that? Why was she bringing up Dad who had nothing to do with this?

I said, pointing at the closed door opposite my bedroom. In the next second, Eric nodded at me and then dashed toward the bedroom. He did not even wait to knock on the door as he was overly worried about Maya . It was obvious that he had ditched the mating ceremony, all for Maya . For a moment, I wished I could get Eric to care about me this much. It did not think it was a secret that Eric was my crush but I did not think he knew about it. However, I knew that if I got my mate, all feelings I had for Eric would vanish.

They never got to finish their deed in the bathroom. He had gotten so into their intimate moment together that he completely forgot to freeze time. As soon as that woman was banging on the door, he was cursing himself. He knew the moment was ruined and nothing could bring it bac. At least not for Erin. He probably could have frozen time right then and there and continued as if nothing had happened. But he had a mate to think about. Even if she was his fake future, Luna, he’s hopeful by the time the convention is over in a couple of weeks, she will become his real future, Luna.

“I’ve already said that. I am changing it. That’s not the same as deciding ‘from now on, we’ll decide what’s good for their minds and never let them see past it.’” Eren huffed. “You say that now. You’re young. You still believe you can drag an entire pack up to your line of sight by sheer force of will.” “And you don’t?” she asked. “I tried,” he said. His gaze went past her, to some point years distant.

my phone vibrated once on the nightstand. A message from the private tracking number I still had access to. Ethan had arrived at Chloe’s building. He didn’t leave until 3:19 a.m. I sat up in bed in the dark and stared at the timestamp. Part of me had still hoped he would go home. Drink. Feel sorry for himself. Sleep alone. He hadn’t. He had gone straight to her. The same way he would have in the original future — except this time I had pushed him there with my own hands.

said Ryker, frowning. “I may have made it easier for you and your lover, you impatient horny wolves,” she threw a chastised look at Ryker before looking back at me again. “What I said may have been true the time I said it, it is one of the possibilities in the future but there are many things that could change it, that could rewrite the future. This is why sometimes future tellers can’t really tell you exactly what will happen because telling you itself might cause the future to be altered. Nothing is definite when it comes to the future, my child. No one can one hundred percent know for sure.” “Something must have happened,” she said again. “An unpredictable variable. Whatever it was, you e

“He told me to try to remember every moment that did not feel right.” Something shifted in Eren’s face. His eyes flickered to the boys, then back to me. “Oh great, everything about her was off anyway. So he wants you to dig into her past?,” he said. “To look at what we might have ignored or missed?” “Yes,” I said. “Why. Do you know something.” For the first time, Eren hesitated. His fingers tightened on the blanket. He looked like he was debating whether to say it out loud.

My hands were still trembling. I didn’t want to think about Erin. I didn’t want to think about what I’d lost or what I’d brought back with me from the future. But it found me. In dreams. In visions. In slips of the tongue I couldn’t control. Would Erin even exist now? I had changed the course. Darragh was not her father in this life. I hadn’t carried her yet. So had she vanished the moment I did something different? Something right? The thought gutted me.

“Trust me, Ava. Some truths can’t be carried all at once. They’ll crush you.” Her throat ached. “Why me? Why are you doing this?” Older Ava’s eyes glimmered, haunted. “Because I remember being you. And I remember how much it hurt.” Before Ava could respond, the older version of herself turned and melted back into the shadows of the yard. Gone. ––– Ava stumbled home in silence, every street a blur. Her brain was too loud, too tangled. Rick wasn’t who he said he was. Her mom had lied. And now—her future self was here, sending warnings, manipulating her every move.