A Love To Forget Novels & Stories

The girl who smiled through her pain, misunderstanding love as a form of sacrifice. The girl who remained silent, equating loyalty with endurance. The girl who believed that if she loved fiercely enough, he would eventually choose her. God, how I despised her. I inhaled deeply, choking back the lump forming in my throat. The tears held firm, burning behind my lashes, threatening to cascade down my cheeks. “I just want to forget,” I murmured to the night, my voice trembling in the stillness. But forgetting was never that simple, not as easy as bolting shut a door or tossing an old letter into a fire.

"Hello?" ​The same mysterious female voice spoke from the other end. "Watch the video." ​Javier stiffened as he overheard. "What video?" ​"The one inside the package," the woman replied. ​Nina's grip tightened around the phone. "Who are you?" ​The woman ignored the question. "If you want to know why your husband forgot your anniversary... start by learning what happened six years ago." ​The call disconnected. ​Without wasting another second, Nina hurried to her laptop and inserted the flash drive. Only one untitled file appeared on the screen. Javier clicked play.

But in moments of profound grief, what else is there to say? "I'm trying to be," I managed, offering a smile so weak it was barely a ghost of an expression. Jessica's professional side emerged. "Are you feeling pain anywhere? Do you need anything?" "Please," I whispered. "Something to help me sleep, to help me forget. To just... stop feeling. For a little while." The word "forget" resonated deeply. What a beautiful, impossible concept. The irony was not lost on me. After all, I was a woman with incomplete memories, I've spent months trying to piece everything together yet today I wish to forget.

"I was thinking... maybe whatever happened between us, we should forget it." "Forget it? You are scared; you don't want me to rat you out to the Alpha. Is that how low you think of me? But you don't expect me to forget it; I made it clear how I felt towards you, and you finally let me in, and you expect me to forget it; you just don't get it. Cara do you, when I tell you that I love you so fucking much, you don't get it, that the thought of you with even your own mate gets me restless, I can't even focus, I can't think straight, all I think about is you. Every single damn time, it gets me crazy. If this is not love, then what else could it be?" His voice broke at the end: "I need you, and I

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 understand your pain, Anna. And I am here to help you in any way that I can." I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. "Can you...can you make me forget him? Erase him from my mind?" The Moon Goddess nodded. "Yes, I can. But you must understand that it will be a difficult process. You will forget everything about Dante, including your love for him. Are you sure that this is what you want? And in some unique instances, you might forget that we also talked and forget the memories that I revealed to you. Do you still want to proceed?”

I just hate all the hurt that she put me through, and I blame myself for letting her, yet my love for her never dies, and I guess this is what true love is. Even though I try to remember how she looked, her face, the dresses she wore, and her voice, I can only recall small bits and pieces. It seems I'm forgetting her, but I still remember all our happy moments despite all that has happened to us. I still remember everything about her, her smile, her endless laughs, her pretty face, her blushing, her relaxing expression after seeing me, her hugging me, her voice in the morning, her holding my hands and not letting me go, her friendship, her love, it's still hard for me to let go because she g

"Ms. Lloyd, your package is here." At her doorstep, she signed for the parcel. It was a vial of memory-erasing potion along with a manual. "Once consumed, all memories will be erased permanently. Please use with caution."

he speaks when he realizes that I won’t be saying anything. “You think I can?” I ask and he nods, but I don’t believe this, I don’t believe that I can easily forget about her when everything seems fuzzy in my head except for her image. I can’t seem to forget her laugh and how she throws her head when she really laughs from her heart. I can’t get out of my head how she used to hold onto me whenever we hugged. I can’t seem to erase from my mind her beautiful features and how her eyes have me captivated. This hazel-eyed brunette has complete and utter control over my heart and every thought in my head, yet I’m told that I must forget her.

"You can do it, Yas. It's easy as long as you want to." "Why do you always tell me to forget Keenan? You don't know how hard it is to forget someone you've loved for a long time." Raga quickly shook his head in response to Yasmin's words, "You're wrong. I know how hard it is to forget the people I love. Take you for example. I've tried to forget you and forget my love for you, but it's hard. The more I try to forget you, the deeper I fall into that love."