A Love Forgotten Novels & Stories

He looked at me “I need fresh air.” I tried to laugh but the tears are really on my eyes “I excuse myself first... Auntie.” She looked at me crying. “Came back okay” I nodded and I decided to leave. When I came out of the door, I immediately sat down and cried. He doesn't remember me anymore. but all our memories came back to me, how we met, and how we became in a relationship. I will make you remember anything, my love. Your mind may forget me but I know your heart won't.

She forgot everything, the light was back in her eyes and that bastard she married…i noticed how he looked at her, how the look in his eyes changed when she lost her memories. It pissed me the fuck off, i did everything to make her remember, the paintings, the attack with the drunk… But still, Amelia has treated me like a stranger, the beautiful memories we shared together all gone. I was done watching her from a distance, not when all of my efforts were now going down the drain and that bastard, that Volkov scum! How dare he knock her up? How dare he touch what belongs to me? I've spent years making her who she is, no one knows her better than i do…and if those paintings aren't enough to ju

It was said that he had forgotten how old he really was. "I would like to accompany you to see your mate, if I may? I was once in love with a female in that village. But her father did not favor our union. The Clutch has a long memory and well remembered the death of your parents, so it was decided that I would leave the village. I never forgot her. And I would very much like to see if I recognize any of what might be her ancestors." Tine could only nod. He could only imagine the pain that the old dragon had felt. Just being separated from Mira to come to this meeting of the Elders was almost debilitating. Raptor had literally had his love ripped away from him.

I don't want to be like this anymore, I don't want to chase him anymore, I'll let him remember alone, did he really can remember me? Did he really want to remember me? Well, it's not my problem anymore I've had enough with him. Even, if it's breaking my heart I sigh I tried my very best for him to remember me but I failed. How can I help him to remember me when he always spend time with Loreane and now he suddenly act like that. It's hurting me whenever Loreane is around him and I felt jealous because she can make him smile, she can see the smile that I can no longer see, she can hold his hands and she can spend time with him. While me, I'm here waiting for him to remember me and him don't c

The world around me had lost its vibrancy, and the once-familiar paths felt shrouded in shadows. As I moved through the days, a deep sense of emptiness settled within me. The echoes of her laughter, the warmth of her touch, and the light in her eyes all seemed like distant memories that I had foolishly let slip away. The realization of what I had sacrificed was a constant ache in my chest, a reminder of the love that had been squandered.

He wipes the stray tears with his thumbs. “River, I want you more than anything in this world. But I’m not going to make love to you for your first time against the bedroom wall. Your first time should be as special as you. A night you won’t ever forget. Our first time making love is going to be so romantic.” He says with a small smile. “Don’t ever worry that pretty, big brain of yours, thinking I don’t want you. Because I definitely do.” He says while kissing me. I sigh into him and I feel instantly relieved. I can’t believe I actually had a meltdown. “Okay” I blow out on a breath, “do you want to forget this whole meltdown of mine happened, and go have the BEST date ever or what?” I say wi

I don’t remember very much about the life that I once lived before I meet the man that I fell in love with. I have fragments of memory like it was told to me by a wondering future teller that I was to meet the love of my life that night only if I went to the Le Glow Club but I’d only meet him if I went there as I went home that day. I found it hard to believe as I had always been overlooked my men in the past so I really didn’t think much of it but straighten up my bag and started to head towards the tube sky station somehow I still found my way to the Le Glow Club so I thought to myself I guess I’ve got nothing to lose except for a good telling off once I finally got home.

She wished that he would live peacefully without her. Then she blew out the candle. She cleared out the final traces of her existence in the house. All that was left behind in the house she had spent more than a decade in were three items: a bank card with ten million dollars deposited inside that was meant to repay Cleo’s kindness over the years, a wedding gift meant to wish him a wonderful life with his lover and at last, a letter of farewell. “Uncle Cleo, I give up. I wish you nothing but happiness.”

His teeth clenched shut. I start seeing black dots until eventually, darkness consumes my vision. I'm so close? I know him, I know who he is but I can't seem to say his name. I can feel it, see his name in bold letters, hear his name roll off my tongue but I can't say it. It's lost in my mind, swimming around, a needle in a haystack. His name, I just seem to forget.

"I am the least important one in your heart, am I right?" "No, it's not like that." In tears, she looked at his cold face and tried her best to save their relationship. "I forgot you, not because you are unimportant." "I, before losing my memory, and after losing my memory, you're always the one that I like." "You should understand..." Beau closed his eyes. Of course, he understood. If she didn't love him the deepest, how could she forget him? Just like Eliza's father, Hamza, if he hadn't loved Shreya too deeply, how could he have forgotten her for twenty years...