Dive into a Treasure Trove of Time Travel Romance Short Stories
“I never expected a simple delivery to change my life, but when the box appeared on my doorstep, it carried with it a mystery as old as time.”
The box was old, that much was obvious. The wood was dark and polished, with intricate carvings along the edges that seemed to tell a story of their own. It was smaller than a shoebox, and yet, when I held it in my hands, it felt far heavier than it should have. Read more
The train station was alive with the constant hum of movement—people rushing to and fro, their footsteps echoing off the cold, polished tiles. The air smelled faintly of rain and exhaust, and the overhead speakers crackled with announcements that felt distant, almost like a forgotten dream. I stood on the edge of the platform, watching the trains glide in and out, their sleek metal frames catching the fading afternoon light. Read more
The flea market felt like another world. Tucked between the narrow alleys of my small town, it was a patchwork of old stalls and forgotten treasures, each one buzzing with stories long passed. It was the kind of place where time seemed to stand still, where things lost to memory gathered dust until someone stumbled upon them again. Read more
The bookstore smelled of dust and secrets. I had been there a hundred times before, but today, something felt different. Maybe it was the rain outside, drumming on the windowpanes like fingers tapping a message I couldn’t quite understand. Maybe it was the cat—an elusive, coal-black creature that seemed to haunt the place—slipping between the shadows of the bookshelves. Or maybe it was just me. I wasn’t sure. Read more
It all began with a full moon and an old locket I didn’t even know I still had.
The night was quiet, the kind of silence that presses down on you, heavy and expectant. I was sitting on my small balcony, wrapped in a soft blanket, lost in thought. The city lights below flickered like distant stars, but my mind was miles away, swirling in memories I’d rather forget. Guilt, regret — all those heavy feelings that sometimes crept in when the world went still. Read more
“As I reached for the mysterious door handle in the old mansion, a sudden jolt of electricity coursed through my body, catapulting me through the corridors of time.”
It was supposed to be a weekend escape. A short getaway to clear my mind, a reprieve from the relentless thoughts that gnawed at me—failures, regrets, the choices I’d made that led me to this point in my life. The mansion loomed before me, grand and mysterious, its ancient stone walls worn by time. The air was thick with the scent of rain and earth, a perfect match to my mood. Read more
The sound of my footsteps echoed through the empty corridors of the Victorian Museum, a rhythmic tap against the cold marble floor. It was late, nearly closing time, but I found solace in the silence. I had always been drawn to places like this—where the whispers of history lingered in the air, suspended in time. Tonight, though, something felt different. There was a strange pull in my chest, like I was walking toward something important, something I hadn’t known I’d been searching for.
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The air in the ballroom shimmered with laughter and soft music, the candlelight casting flickering shadows across the sea of elegant gowns and masked faces. I stood by the edge of the grand room, fidgeting with the lace of my own mask, a deep indigo to match my dress. I’d been to masquerades before, but this one felt different, as though something invisible hummed just beneath the surface of the festivities. Read more
A time travel romance short story about love transcending space and time. Follow two hearts as they battle across galaxies and eras. Read more