Pocketwatch storie

Do you like pocket watches? Swinging back and forth~ the gentle ticks and tocks sending shivers up your spine? Give this a read!

My first Spoby story, it is quiet sad. Spencer died 2 years ago leaving Toby to look after there 7 year old daughter who was 5 when she died.

Anywhere, Anytime, Instantly. He appeared out of the blue, a pocket watch in hand a confident, smug smirk that always covered his features. 'Out of all the people who could have a time travelling watch it had to be him'. ~ Strangers would usually view Lillian Andrews as normal as normal can be; apart from the fact she isn't. Lillian Andrews is a frequent time travel flyer, along with her best friend Quinn and the cocky pilot, Jarred. Although this mysterious man has more enemies then friends, and when they start closing in, he must either let Lillian go or hold her closer then ever. The clock is ticking, any second could be there last, But at least they can always turn it back. Right? (Updated Regularly)

Nev, an art history major, can't understand her recurring nightmares about a tall, dark-haired man in a suit. Her unexplained nightmares are the strangest part of her otherwise uneventful and mundane life. That is, until the man from her nightmares appears at her workplace. Before she knows it, Nev finds herself being pulled into the dark and mysterious world of Nio, the man of her nightmares, and into the middle of a fight with an evil that even he is not prepared for.

A collection of flash fiction and pieces of poetry

It's funny how a little curiosity can take you on a huge adventure. That's how I met the man with the golden pocket watch. A guy that changed my life forever and took me on a journey I'll never forget. Further more here's my story of the guy with the golden pocket watch.

A shaft of ruddy, reddish light sliced through a sliver of a window, boarded up with rotted planks. The scarlet strip landed straight across the face of the pocket watch, as though the gaze of an evil eye had glanced in from Outside and landed on the stray object. The inner workings of the little pocket watch hesitated, contemplating the silence of a century, then began to work, gliding into motion. Its soft, accentuated movement spoke to the silence, ponderous...deadly. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Twenty-four hours... ~~~~~~ Something draws my eye. A pocket watch lies on its back on a low shelf. It's unassuming, small and copper, illuminated in a sliver of light. It-it's nothing. I shouldn't be staring. But something about it is different. Something's wrong. What, though? What, what, what? I'm paralyzed, can't move, can't think. And then it hits me: the clock is moving. The miniscule minute hand is ticking away softly, counterclockwise. Like a countdown.

"In the eye of the beholder one can see the most regrettable things," he stopped for a second and glanced at her "including love". Neah Tride is a helpful and loyal assistant to her continent's king, Neón Lyde, whom keeps her as an emissary for his cruel words to his folk. But as a staff at the palace she still holds her own secrets close to her heart; her ability to foresee things. Keeping and hiding the King's secret affairs becomes challenging day by day until one day she foresees a misfortunate future to Luan Nox, the owner of a mysteriously wicked pocket watch called The Eye Of The Beholder, who the king happens to have stolen. As Neah gets tangled in the wicked world of the enchanted and her own, she finds herself looming around a mysterious organization that's driven by revenge and the cunningly intriguing owner of The Eye Of The Beholder. In the midst of the wicked worlds, Whom can she trust?

One snowy night, a girl goes to a park and reminiscence. One shot.

Sooooooooooooo, This was actually my english homework to create a chase scene on any genre, whatever. I decided to do a Alice and Wonderland remake/twist for the homework. The Idea was Alice as a policewoman and the White Rabbit as a thief. So here it is! PS. Ive posted it here because why not. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Book Five of the Drey Entanglement! There once was a village In times dark and old. And today it remains So far and so cold- It lays on an island So far away- Anabel Drey Is the last to stay. Anabel Drey, first child to Mother Drey, is stuck on an island over thirty years before Anna's haunting. And she's completely clueless of the world outside it. And when a younger Rynda delivers her an important message, mysterious figures begin to prowl. There's Tyran, living on the stormy coast, barely younger than her. And Glasses, younger, yet more sinister. And Fedora, hiding away, is her blood father. When a silent fog and a powerful entity threaten her entire village, what can she do but follow in her family's footsteps? Anna had a house to save. Alan had a suburb. Amelia had a mansion.. !Anabel had a field... And Anabel has an entire village. But can she save it? And who is the Haunter this time?

Become an obedient Magicians Assistant with just one hypnosis script!

In the year of 2019 the Convergence occurred, humanity's very essence had been ripped out of them. Those who had managed to survive attached a piece of themselves into any object they could find. Javier Santos lives now with a piece of himself locked away in the pocket watch he carries everywhere. He is unsure whether the clock ticks towards a possibly immortal life or his own demise. His confusion is further supplemented by the arrival of a girl in a red scarf who challenges everything he once believed. Can he face the impending Oblivion, or will he run out of time?

Ron woke up in the same room, with the same sound of rain pitter-pattering against the window, and the same throbbing ache on his head. As he scanned the room, the scene around him seemed to be a decade old. Memories from that time surfaced then faded away, merging into bits of other memories like trickles of rain converging on the window pane. Ron had been stuck in a time loop and he wasn't even sure if this was just a dream. Would he eventually wake up? Or was he a dead man crossing the borders to heaven? However, some thing was amiss this time. Elena, his childhood beau, had lost her mind. But before he could know more, he was spun back into the past. Could this be a chance to change Elena's life? In the silence, the sound of clock hands ticked away mercilessly, echoing loudly in his ears. He could hear the sound of sand rushing down the hourglass embedded in the old pocket watch. Outside the window, grey clouds drift forward, lighting up in bright red flashes upon each strike of lightning. When the clouds arrive overhead, Ron would be spun out of this time again. Can he uncover the truth before the teardrops fall, again? ------------------ Author's note: Hi there! This is my first novel :) This is a story about our regrets in life. Inspired by my favourite movie. Can anyone guess what movie it is? After I started writing the story, I started to see that there are different movies and stories on the similar themes. I was grateful for all the inspiration and hoped I added enough twists to make this unique on its own! I wanted my first story to have a kinda mystery romance vibe. I hope to pull it off! Hopefully the story excites you as much as it excites me! I appreciate comments and feedbacks. Thank you.

When's Dean inherit's an old pocketwatch he is flung into an adventure that no-one will believe. Dean is thrust through other dimensions and through time itself. He meets an Alien race that threatens to destroy the human race in the future. Guided by his dead Great Grandfathers journal he has to travel dimensions to try to keep peace with the Alien race and keep them from coming to Earth. Can Dean protect the people he loves and get back home? Can he leave the past as it should be for the present? Which future will Dean choose for himself and for humankind?

I like to write stories of various genres as a bit of fun so I thought I would make a book where each chapter is a new story. My target is to make each one 500 words as these will hopefully one day be illustrated by myself as I am an illustrator. Look forward to various different stories some with one word prompts other with sentence prompt stories and much more.