타임슬립 Novels & Stories

George seemed excited to know that Valerie remembered the film. Valerie frowned. “I forgot a little. It's an old film. If I am not mistaken the character can do time traveling just by looking at photos, and go back to their past.” “Yes, the character of the story can go back to the past at will. Every time he stepped back, he tried to change his past; changing the things he thought were unpleasant and preventing something unpleasant in his past from happening.

*** I almost yelled when an alarm clock let out a shrill sound disturbing my sleep. Can you just shut the fuck up! I groaned as I blindly tried to switch it off but I couldn't find it. What the heck! I finally succeeded in switching it off after almost falling off the bed. 5am! I shrieked as I saw the time displayed on the alarm clock. I have never set my alarm to 5am before in my life. Reality hit me as I noticed the unfamiliar room. Oh my God! I scrambled off the bed and ran into the bathroom almost tripping on my dress, I can't believe I slept in this dress.

She felt a sense of unfamiliarity with the name on the patient bracelet, Tang Ying Xue, and the next thing she had thought of was to ask for her smartphone, which the nurse readily complied, and disappeared shortly. A vast number of thoughts were going through her head, and suddenly she recalled a brief memory of the woman in the red gown speaking to her, though everything was inaudible in the memory. But considering she had no recollection of either of her current and past lives, she wondered if her soul might have just magically entered this woman's body.

However, she knows the person is trying to achieve something judging from their decision making. "This bellend is waiting to see if I'm actually the one. A Timemara could only stop time for a few minutes and their immunity to time lasts as the duration of the stopping of time. If it stops now, that would mean that she's going to think that the person they're looking for isn't me." Sonia whispered to herself as she felt the fragments of time slipping away from her control as time runs out. Sonia closed her eyes for a second, thinking. Still, as the hands near the Roman numeral twelve, she started to have fewer options. She opened her eyes and with the remaining time she had left, made a run f

The man shook his head and said, “In the dead soldiers’ camp, no one is allowed to know the date and time. We cannot see the sunrise or sunset, but instead, it’s just lights on or lights off. Moreover, I have secretly calculated that our daily routine in the dead soldiers’ camp does not seem to follow twenty-four hours a day. They seem deliberately make a slight deviation in time every day. Today would be longer than yesterday, and yesterday would be longer compared to the day before yesterday. Over time, even if we knew the exact time when we set out on a mission, the records will be biased after a period of time.” Charlie asked him, “How did you calculate the deviation of time?” The man sa

That was the consequences of fighting against the curse of her dreams. Then on her dimensional pocket, Georgia took the key of time, the white key. "Let the time be rewind, re: begin!" She chanted the verse. Then Georgia on her place saw the time fast backward a hundred times. There she saw Ole adventuring, killing monsters and having time with her friends and till she came back to the time where she was crowned.

I will gladly take up the argument that two weeks during school session and two weeks during holidays are not the same. The way time went(quite an understatement)...spinned (now we're talking) off fast baffled me. I watch the seconds-hand move, reassuring myself that we weren't in "Spy Kids: All the Time in World" situation--you know, sci-fi has a knuckle for coming true sometimes, like that of Teleportation did, It is now a possible way of transportation developed by Elon Musk.

It’s nearly 11:00 PM on the night of Day 6. "It doesn't all come back at once," he explains, his voice heavy with the weight of the secret. "Every time this happens, the brain rebuilds itself in stages. You won't fully remember the last seven years until midnight on the seventh day. It’s like your mind has to be sure you can handle the pain of the accidents before it gives you back the joy of the marriage." "Midnight tomorrow," I whisper. "Midnight tomorrow," he repeats. "The reset officially ends. You'll be twenty-five again. You’ll know my name, you’ll know our house, and you’ll remember why we decided to keep fighting."

"Come on, check your results! This is the part where the tables turn! This is the best part! That's what she gets for always trying to steal our female lead's lover!" Seeing me hesitate, Scott came over and grabbed my hand, trying to comfort me. "Don't worry. You still have me." I smiled, pulled my hand back, and entered my candidate number. The screen refreshed. The smile on Tessa's face froze. She stared in disbelief, then exploded into screams. "No way! This can't be happening!"

Light fades off so suddenly that it felt like night came upon the scene within a second. In the twinkle of an eye and quick as a storm's lightening, all the moments left unexplained and misunderstood in Time Is Reborn, suddenly lined up as clips to be replayed. Thus, it occured, replaying one after another in a speed which sight and reality couldn't comprehend, thus forcing it to glitch.