Tempus Stories

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Magni Dezmond discovers the horrible truth behind his laboratory, his magmites, and himself. And then what? As all things must come to an end, so too are there new beginnings. A short piece inspired by the art here: https://twitter.com/gakuya0608/status/1668061605727453185

The year is 2113 A.D . A failure of the Phoenix Angel species is chosen to watch over the last child, on the ravaged Terra Nova, to have a ticket to Mars.

What would you do if you were granted power? Would you be gracious and benevolent? Would you become consumed in your own capabilities? Tempus discovers this answer for herself when she is granted powers beyond her imagination.

Gabbie Blue, an average 16 year old who goes to Spectreville high school with her best friends Sandy Cooperstone and Tara Anderson and her twin brother Rocky Blue. But when her brother mysteriously disappears she will have to join forces with his best fried Gail Martinez to find him while learning astonishing secrets about their hometown and their friends. This story has one mysterious narrator itself, the one who cannot stop nor reverse. Read the book to unravel the mysterious secrets of Gabbie's life.

(My submission for the #TempusTales project! This is based on my AU, where the Tempus boys lead their own respective street gangs, each with their own ideals and reasons why they decided to take to the streets.) In this particular short story, Shinri Joshuiji, the leader of the Xenokuni Koillective and an avid travel fan, arrives at the infamous Elysium District to sample the renowned tea served at the VesTea cafe...and test his might against one of the Four Kings of Elysium, the reserved Vesper Noir. Little did Shinri know that thanks to the overzealousness of the Bettelion Circus ringleader Gavis Bettel, an all out war is about to break out and it's up to him to convince Vesper to tell his friends to stand down, in the only way Vesper will understand.

A short story that will be a part of my upcoming writing, Color/Emotion, which will be posted here on Wattpad for accessability. I have to thank my friend for giving me the prompt about a year ago, and I kept her in mind when I wrote this experimental piece. The rest of Color/Emotion should be out within the next couple of months if I don't get writer's blocked. Tempus fugit. In diebus, vitae provocatione est nihil.

Una breve reflexión acerca de lo rápido que pasa a veces el tiempo para seguir madurando mi habilidad escritora en la faceta de los ensayos literarios.

Your seemingly average dyslexic kid in class named Klein who seems to posses an interesting power of thought common people knowledge but ended up being so much more when he realizes he's not the same as everyone else... Klein has the power to look into any persons eye and see their memories and past. But to him it's more of a curse then a blessing forcing him to live alone in a state of depression from all of the negativity.

Random moments that happened in HOLOSTARS boys within their lives. NO SHIPPING

Not all of our battles as a nation are addressed in textbooks. Most of our mistakes are masked or never mentioned. Because of this, history repeats without an inch of progress ever being made. Time pushes forward, but we never move.

Okay so imagine all children from other people's undertale AU's attended a certain school in the void after a virus destroys their homes. Imagine the void had things like nature, houses, weather, water, stars, sun light, and moon light in a certain large part of the void. Then imagine I wrote a story about this Idea. Good. Cause that's what this book is about. I don't own any character except for my OC's. The rest belong to their original owners.

Horaine is not your typical girl. She is totally mental. Growing up in a asylum and managing on becoming the odd one out of the freaks inside the institution does that to a person. However, on her own delusional perspective, everything's fine the way it is. If you have the power to control time to get and do whatever you want, who cares if everybody calls you nuts? Horaine was born with the powers to manipulate time. She grew up honing herself to the best of her capabilities and helping people discreetly. She gave them chance, a second time to redeem themselves. She was convinced that this was her purpose in life when one day she recieved an anonymous letter from time himself. "Your time is up! Manipulating me is one thing but catching me is another. Catch me if you can." Love, Tempus Horaine later had the biggest surprise of her life when she discovered that time is a living and breathing being when he suddenly appeared on her doorstep and introduced himself as Tempus. On top of it all, the man has the same face that haunted her dreams for years. She even thought at some point in time that she was inlove with him. But the funny thing was, he despised her. He loathed her very existence and ran as far away as possible from her. She could handle that if, only if, she wasn't dying the farther Tempus kept his distance away from her. She must be near him, heck, she must be with him. And so the chase begins. . .

Two girls. One is an Tempus (May), one is a Talma (Sydney) have arrived at a School for children to hide from the war, A prophecy arrives and so they must try to stop a bigger problem than a war. They need a quest. Six other girls decide join the quest, to stop the wicked soul witch and her army. But first they must find the Crown's Kin. Do you want to know the truth? Are you sure? The prophecy of eight has arrived.. Thank you to anyone who read this it means alot to me.

Crying is incredibly out of character for the one and only self-proclaimed alchemist of guild TEMPUS, Magni Dezmond. Regis Altare makes a startling discovery and an unspoken decision. This time, inspiration came from this art: https://twitter.com/_phuwu_/status/1669117023832662022?s=20

My name is Ember Tempus. I pray that you aren't a demigod. Being a witch isn't that bad, but if you're like me . . . If you're like me you are totally, completely, and utterly screwed. If you feel any sort of spark while reading my story--stop. Stop immediately. Find Hogwarts. Find Camp Half-Blood. Get to safety before they know. And trust me, they will find out. All rights belong to Rick Riordan and J.K. Rowling, I only added a few people, but the story line is theirs.