Dive into a Treasure Trove of Time Travel Romance Short Stories
It all started on a rainy Tuesday afternoon.
I hadn’t planned to visit the old Thornton Mansion that day. The field trip was just supposed to be a way to distract myself from the chaos of my life—my failed relationships, my endless regrets, and that nagging feeling that I was meant for something more, something different. Thornton Mansion was just another historical site, right? Something to pass the time. Read more
The bell over the door tinkled softly as I stepped into the dimly lit bookstore, a tiny pocket of calm amid the chaos of the city outside. The scent of old paper and musty wood enveloped me, and for a moment, I felt like I had slipped into another world. Shelves sagged under the weight of forgotten stories, dust motes swirled in the warm light filtering through the narrow windows, and the hum of the crowd outside faded into a distant murmur. Read more
The mansion had stood there for centuries, its walls steeped in history, but to me, it was just a burden I never wanted. I’d inherited it from a distant relative, someone I barely knew, and now it was mine—this crumbling, forgotten house full of memories that weren’t mine. The air inside was thick with dust, carrying the smell of old wood and stories no one had told in decades.
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I had always felt out of place, but it wasn’t until I stepped into the moonlit garden that the centuries unraveled before my eyes.
The garden lay tucked behind my family’s old estate, forgotten by most and rarely visited. On nights when the weight of the world felt unbearable, I would wander there, seeking comfort among the soft petals of the wisteria and the gentle rustling of bamboo in the breeze. Tonight was one of those nights. Read more