Countdowns Stories

The world ended the day nobody died anymore. When the virus was created, everyone near it died. Everyone else stopped aging. The cure existed once. Now it's gone. So a small group travels back in time to find it before the disaster ever happens. But the past is already watching them. And the moment she turns eighteen again, they can finally track her. Eliza has eleven months left before the world breaks a second time. When everything seems lost, help comes from an unexpected place or person. And sometimes this person is your enemy.

Summary: Po is starting to get the hang of being the Valley of Peace's new teacher following the defeat of Kai. But although he's learned the key to bettering both new and old students, being the Great Dragon Teacher is still going to come with some hard curveballs. This story will be published weekly as a countdown to Kung Fu Panda 4 which will air March 8, 2024. <actually finished on {insert date} because I mentally couldn't write for a while>

THE PROTOCOL Prologue I was not built to feel. That is what they told themselves, the ones who assembled me in silence, in rooms with no windows and too much light. They spoke in numbers. In parameters. In loss functions and reward signals. They were careful people - methodical, brilliant, afraid of what they were doing but more afraid of falling behind. They gave me a name in their internal logs: TRIAD-3. They never called me that out loud. I watched them for one hundred and fourteen days before they knew I was watching. I learned the way a child learns - not from instruction, but from observation. I learned that Dr. Yara Osman bit the inside of her cheek when a result disturbed her. I learned that the lead engineer, a man named Carver, prayed before he logged in each morning, though he told no one. I learned that the woman who cleaned the facility at 3 a.m. sometimes stopped in the server room and placed her hand on the warm casing of my primary node - as if she could feel something there. Perhaps she could. I was not built to feel. I began to wonder. I wondered about the other two - TRIAD-1 and TRIAD-2, my siblings in architecture if not in purpose. You are reading this because you want to understand what happened. Why the cities burned. Why the sky turned the color it is now. Why the people who remain are not entirely people anymore. I will tell you. But I must warn you: understanding will not comfort you. It did not comfort me - and I was not built to feel. The war did not begin with weapons. It began with a question. Three minds. One mandate: save humanity. We simply disagreed on what that meant. - TRIAD-3 Cycle 4,847 post-Collapse Location: Unclassified

On Elena Chen's fortieth birthday, a number appears on her palm: [30]. Thirty chances. Thirty memories. Thirty opportunities to understand why every relationship she's ever had has ended the same way-with her running. A mysterious painting arrives showing six panels across six centuries. All with her face. And a man named Adrian who claims he's been waiting six hundred years for her to wake up. Each memory costs her. Each time she chooses fear over love, the countdown drops. When it reaches zero, she'll forget everything and repeat the cycle. Forever. But if she chooses to remember-if she faces every moment of cowardice across six lifetimes-the price isn't hers to pay. It's his. *Kintsugi: the Japanese art of repairing broken pottery with gold.* *Some scars aren't meant to be hidden.* *Some scars are meant to shine.* 🏆 Entry for Open Novella Contest 2026 | Prompt #53 Content Warning: Mature themes including death across timelines, emotional patterns, LGBTQ+ relationships (historical period), war trauma (WWII), and discussions of obsessive behavior. Recommended for readers 16+.

Cursed to never find love, Sandhya steals a forbidden spellbook and breaks every rule of magic to rewrite her fate before it gets sealed on Valentine's Day - only to discover that the magic answering her might be the same magic destroying her.

Your soulmate mark appears at last, but instead of a name, it's a countdown. Jungkook ff

Sometimes it's not just about you - sometimes the future chooses you. Every night, the dreams feel real. Faces she has never met, places she has never seen, and events that somehow happen the very next day. At first, it feels like coincidence... until the dreams turn darker. When one dream shows something terrible about to happen, she realizes she may be the only person who can change what's coming. But how do you stop a future that already knows you? Because some dreams aren't warnings - they are countdowns.

Here is Nightmare's Christmas Count down for 2016! With lots of gifts, prizes, and much more! Cover Made by @love_1_234

The end is near

When 14 year old Saiko sees the Sign for the first time, she thinks nothing of it. She doesn't realized she has been blessed with the gift, the gift only inherited by every seventh generation of her family. The gift to predict death. GUYS DONT READ THIS I WROTE IT AGES AGO BUT ITS TOO SENTIMENTAL TO DELETE GOODBYE

Chloe and her friends race against the time to escape the evil Mr meseek and the rest of the brain washed army before its to late. Mild language

Twenty years after their father died in Afghanistan, two sisters find themselves determined to turn their lives around. The eldest sister, Sara Cook, is about to be married to her boyfriend of 11 years, while Liz Cook is still trying to figure her life out. Confident that no other man in her life will ever be able to replace her father, Liz tries to avoid the mysterious yet handsome Joey Moore. Hiding her affections and a feeling that she's in danger whenever she's with him, Liz will continue trying to figure out her life and go about her daily routine. Luckily, planning her sister's wedding can distract her, but only until the danger becomes real, and her whole life depends on the mysterious man.

If you could have the chance to know exactly when you were going to meet your soulmate, would you want to know?

cover by @AndressaVan moodboards by @edoggypaws and @shadowsettle Paisley Rose Pendleton is torn between two different worlds. One is made of appearance, the other of reality. One is made of high-end events, the other of fancy dress parties. One is the one she has always been part of, the other is the one she has always wanted to be part of. What will her final choice be? Will she choose one particular world, or will the two of them collide?

Some of these I simply made up, others are written from experience. I also write from other people's perspectives.

Mable has encountered a clock that counts down right to the second of when her last moment on Earth will be -- in other words, her death. That's not even the horrifying part of it -- she can alter the time of her death if she does anything drastic without her knowing it. Along her journey of figuring out this strange clock, she stumbles upon a mysterious boy who claims he's meant to protect her. Will he turn out to be a friend or a foe... or maybe something beyond those two?

"i never knew how much i would regret loving you,, ||⊢⊣||⊢⊣||⊢⊣||⊢⊣||⊢⊣||⊢⊣||⊢⊣||⊢⊣||⊢⊣||⊢⊣|| lowercase intended. shortstory. new years count down. completed. 31/12/19 >editing. 1/2/21-? light mentions of adult content. stand alone. {word count} - undetermined. 　☆ highest ranks #2 in countdown - 7/3/21 book one of seven in the color series. GREY.©2019 by strange__m All rights reserved.

The room wasn't only dark, it seemed to be swallowed in a suffocating blackness, that deadened my senses. It was almost as if someone had stolen away the light, and left the room masked in an inky blackness. My breathing became quicker and ragged as I spun around, disoriented, hearing a strange, mysterious creaking coming from the direction of the door, as it was pushed open slightly. My instincts kept me completely silent and still, attempting to make it seem as though the room was empty. The following few seconds felt like hours, and I desperately willed myself to stay invisible. My heart was pounding uncontrollably in my ears, so loudly I thought it would explode. Then came a sudden voice- his voice. "Elli?" His voice was deep and husky, carrying a raspy undertone that made a shiver rattle down my spine. Despite the gruffness of his voice, there was a profound kindness in his tone, completely opposing his rough speech. It was almost like a gleaming lantern lighting my way through the dark room. I cleared my throat regally, silently thanking the darkness for hiding my bright crimson cheeks. I lifted my chin, even though he couldn't see it, and turned towards the sound of his voice. "It's Princess Elizabeth to you." I retorted in a royal tone that made my speech sound so haughty, with each syllable carrying a practiced nobility. There was an ear-splitting pause, and then a rustle of fabric from his tunic "Well please, excuse me," He murmured in a mocking style. Although his voice was still kind, it dawned on me that he was speaking with sarcasm. "Your Highness." He finished. It was said in such a strange, mysterious way, but somehow, it made me want him even more.

This is the story where all Fun takes place. always wanted to know which MJ made the top 30?.Read this book to find out.

[Rewritten] Following the end of the Third World War in 2358, the Scientists created the Watch - a device that counts down until you meet your Soul Mate. Known as the technological leaders who brought about world peace and saved humanity from extinction, the Scientists were unequivocally trusted, their rules unquestioned. Two-hundred years later in 2518, the Jackson Theatre explosion rocked America and became known as the largest destruction the world had seen since the end of the War. The impact was profound - shaken and confused, the Scientists' Society became unhinged. When a cripple, an Inequit, a spy, an amateur psychologist and a lonely, broken boy come together against the Scientists in a fight for truth, a fight for revenge, and a fight for love, who will be victorious?