Stuck In Time Novels & Stories

Well strive harder to win against destiny and find things out even though we are in the wrong year. That's also one of the reasons why we don't know where to start. We should be in the year 3079 but the time machine again brought us in the wrong year which is the year 3078 but I think this will do. I think this is where we're supposed to find everything out and win.

She had had him, captured him in her eyes and locked him in forever. Not forever He snickered to himself. Denying every possibility of him having to accept her as his forever. That was impossible. Smashing through his thoughts, he noticed her opening her mouth before immediately closing. "What?" He asked, ending her battle with hesitancy, still inspecting her hand like a long lost antique. "When was the last time you took a break?" She wasn't sure of herself. Even when she lied in the bubbly bath with him, time was slipping.

“But if you stay, I’ll guide you Slowly and carefully.” I looked into his eyes and saw something I didn’t expect, patience and confidence. “I’ll stay,” I said quietly. “Then come,” he said, offering his hand again. “Let’s begin with trust.”

“And don’t forget to call me as soon as you can. I’ll be waiting to hear from you." I nod, a lump forming in my throat. “I will Jenna, I promise." I give her another hug, then I grab my bag and hurry out to my car. I load my bag into the driver’s seat of my old Honda Civic and slide into the driver’s seat. As I turn the key in the ignition, the engine sputters and creaks as it always does. “Come on Betty, don’t give out on me now," I plead as I turn the key again.

YOU SHOULD CALL ME DAD MELANIE'S POV~~ As I slowly emerged from the depths of a restless sleep, I awakened to a pervasive sense of exhaustion that clung to me like a shadow. The constant, dull ache in my leg persisted, reminding me of my fragile state. I found myself trapped in a vortex of thoughts, each more troubling than the last, when suddenly, a soft knock echoed from the door. My mind raced with possibilities—who could it be at this hour? Perhaps it was Bryan, ever watchful and concerned.

“Not only that. Even when snacks time at the morning and in the afternoon.” He didn’t respond. “Why? Is it too much to ask?” she asked when she didn’t hear anything from him—not agreeing, and not also declining. And then she realized that not all his time should be given on her. “Oh, yeah, you might be a very busy person—” “I will be there for you from now on,” he cut her off with a serious, deep voice. “Whenever there’s good food, you can call me and I will surely be your food buddy.”

Ariel tried to reach out to me to hug me, but I pushed her away. "Honey? Why are you suddenly being so stubborn? Did you go around listening to rumors again? Is that why you misunderstood me again? "I know that I've been making you mad lately, but I can explain everything, including why I gave you all these watches." With that, she opened the watch storage box she brought and pointed at one of the watches. "I gave you this Rolex because Claude told me he wanted to kill himself, and I was so worried he'd actually do it that I had to accompany him for his birthday. I couldn't possibly let him die before my eyes, could I?

She said as she looked at him again, “I am glad you’re the one who is with me right now.” “I am too.” He said as he squeezed her hand in his. As they got to the place, he typed in the number that was given to them, and the gate started to move slowly, and then he drove to the back building. The size was unbelievable to him, but it was broken up into four units. He stopped the truck and turned it off. He got out and went to the door. He turned the lock to the code that was there, and when it popped open, he knew the roughest part had just begun for him. He looked back at the woman in the driver's seat and knew that she was going to have the hardest time with doing this.

Unknown POV I lost track of time while I burned cigarette stick after stick. The once dark sky is now preparing for a new day. I walk slowly away from the window feeling cranky from lack of sleep and stiff from staying in position for too long. It's a new day and I'm really excited about what I planned on doing today, I really hope it goes well. The loud ringing of my phone had me stopped surprised. "isn't it kinda early" "what do you want?" I asked into the phone clearly not in the mood to handle the person on the other end.

I might not get much of detail on his features, due to the change of lights on the dancefloor. My breath gets stuck in my throat when he starts moving, he is coming down the stairs and every now and then, he glances my way. It hits me them and it hits me so strong, when he glances at me for the third time and the bright light passes by the stairs, that I know him. I know him well because I'm taken back to years ago, 2 years to be exact. I was at the club and this happened, I'm in some form of deja vu right now.