All Chapters of Love Without Time Limits: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

      I got a strange dream after drifting back to sleep. I saw the sorceress Shadow talking cryptic crap again, standing on a sand dune. The frames were shifting too soon and I was holding on to every word she said.     "Timewarp allows anomalies. You meet people you are not meant to. And sometimes you meet them earlier than you should. The sooner you tell your husband about your truth, the better. Ease him into it, now!" A strong wind blew and she was vanishing into the desert soil.     "No, no, no! WAIT!!" I screamed and got up startled. I jumped out of t

    The bar area didn't just have drinks. It had some scrumptious looking desserts and small portions of fried snacks like chicken poppers and oysters. Devin had a crazy sweet tooth! He picked one of almost every dessert.     June was probably peach season here. I found a boozy fruit punch made with overripe peaches and plums and it was delicious. The dessert I got looked and tasted like peach pavlova. I also picked a slice of layered cake with vanilla ice cream and raspberry sorbet. One of the servants approached us with a trayful of more food and drinks to choose from. I hoped that these endless feasts had ended

    Dark storm clouds were brewing outside the window around dawn. I could hear faint sounds of wind chimes and tiny brass bells attached to the doors ringing restlessly against the strong gusts of wind. I turned my pillow to lay on the cold side and stared at the streaks of lightning flashing across the ominous sky. The weather perfectly reflected my gloomy, restless mood. I craved for a strong cup of coffee. I have to wait at least for another thousand years to see coffee in Italy.    I felt stuck. A sudden wave of depression took over me. This feeling of melancholy was not new to me; it's been my friend for the past six years and liked to pay monthly visits. My mom said there was nothing wrong with me, except

    The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant and the sound of periodic beeps of monitors. I heard light footsteps followed by the voices of two arguing men.    "It beats me too, Toni. I don't have an answer for you."     A familiar voice that I didn't hear in ages spoke, "But you said it was a simple procedure."     Anton was my real dad's name. I could feel the bed sink near my feet as he sat down.

    Marcus's POV    I saw her again. I saw her every time I was wounded. At first, I thought I was hallucinating because of the pain, or those pain-killing herbs that I slap on the skin and drink to heal faster. But I saw the same woman every single time. Her hair dark as the night, her eyes black unfathomable pools. Those eyes have hurt and sadness written all over. I get a rush of super intense raging emotions through me when I see her depressed like that.    She had a different name each time, wore a different kind of attire. My imagination was definitely not that wild to create those