Historias de Temporal

O Rapaz dos tempos.

Michael powers is a Rich 18 year old and has lost everything he loved. His mom and dad and ability of seeing. One day he stumbles apoun a glowing ring. It holds the key to the future. He has to step up and be brave or face doom.

Frases✨

Una tarde lluviosa Genaro saldrá en su bicicleta, pero que habrá mas allá de ese gran puente que esta frente a el?.

Jorge vive una y otra vez el mismo día, tarda en darse cuenta, pero descubre que tiene que darse prisa por resolverlo ya que muere una y otra vez y su tiempo para evitar una muerte "de verdad" tiene límite.

A man enters Temporal, a place where time can be revisited and even undone. Instead of changing events, he chooses to walk through his past searching for understanding rather than correction. As he confronts childhood, guilt, harm, and growth, Temporal reveals that answers are not always found by fixing mistakes, but by facing them honestly. The story asks whether peace is possible without altering what came before.

In a future on the brink of discovery, a hidden rift beckons. Dr. Eliza Turner, a brilliant physicist, unlocks the Chrono Nexus-a portal through time. With a team of adventurers, they leap into history's shadows, from ancient realms to pivotal moments. But tampering with the past unleashes chaos. Now, they must race against time itself, confronting ethical quandaries, unexpected allies, and the Nexus's enigma. Can they mend history before it shatters? "Chrono Nexus": A journey through time, a battle to save reality.

Despertó, abriendo los ojos lentamente, esperando conforme la llegada de Asriel. Horas más tarde se dio cuenta que algo andaba mal. No llegó. Cuando decidió avanzar, en su lugar, encontró a Flowey, dándose cuenta, que la línea temporal se había roto.

Maya was the consummate procrastinator. 'Save it til the last minute!' was her motto in life, just as it had been in all the previous. The last minute of the day was her specialty after all, being the temporal guardian of the Twenty-third hour of the clock. And Maya had used it to full advantage in this modern age of time crunches and deadlines living in the Here and Now of humans. Little did she know the greatest deadline of all would soon befall her. If only she could remember what, or who, she needed to save before it was too late. _____ Author's Note: 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 began as a fantasy-mystery submission for the 2021 Open Novella Contest. Originally titled 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝟐𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐫, it was inspired by the contest's #54 prompt: You get a mysterious message on your phone stating, "Agent 23, you've been activated". You guess it's a bad time to have amnesia. _____ This is an original work of fiction protected by copyright. © Elisabeth Long 2022

After a devastating loss, a woman enters Temporal with a different purpose. Unlike those before her, she does not come seeking answers. She comes to act. As midnight approaches, she interferes with her memories in an attempt to prevent a death that defines her grief. This story examines love, guilt, and the moral weight of changing the past when the cost of doing nothing feels unbearable.

unreleased chapters of link expect cringe. and unfinished chapters and unfinished rewrites original: https://www.wattpad.com/story/330521657-temporal-chains

Una chica llamada Mellea no sabe lo que pasó con ella ya que despierta en un lugar desconocido, hasta que llega a un lugar llamado "La tierra de los muertos" sorprendida va en busca de como fue que falleció pero no se imaginaba lo que le pasaría tras saber la verdad. (Capítulos nuevos cada 3er día)

Hola a tod@s gimnastas!! Aquí vengo con mi primer libro, espero que os guste: Vais a meteros en la historia de Melissa, una chica que desde pequeñita ha luchado por sus sueños. Recordad: "El dolor es temporal, la satisfacción es para siempre"

Quien diría que Ciudad Nacional se encontraría dominada por dos increíbles mujeres, pero todo esto para su beneficio, te cuestionaras ¿dónde se encuentra Supergirl?, sencillo, la chica de acero se encontraba bastante ocupada encargándose de eliminar a quienes iban en contra de sus deseos e ideales. Créditos de la imagen a quien correspondan. (Sin tiempo para el diseño de la portada)

Jane stood limply as the dust cleared. Small electric fragments sparked from her. Blue glowing cinders gathered as a beast from the dark formed over her. Her eyes illuminated brightly like the moon. A creature made from hell itself, bursted through its icy white walls. A scythe in hand, it walked away from the blood-rich life it was trained to desire. It had a human like appearance, walking on two legs, but having a pair of obsidian black horns. Slow breaths in and out increased its aura of death itself. Licking the blood of Phantom from its skin and grew a stone cold expression. It lacked emotion, it lacked family, it lacked the concept of being weak. "Now that I am free little sheep, let's play." It chuckle made a pit form in Jane. "Just like you did to me. I will make sure no one remembers you." Jane had beehn trained by what many would know as Phantom. Noorious for their violent ways and endless pockets, they began trying to create weapons for ensuring their control over the world. Children of Phantom would be trained all their lives to endure and kill for them. After countless failures, they finally had their gateway, a small girl. Words per chapter > 1,000