Anime Flashbacks Novelas e Histórias

The “accident.” This wasn’t a dream. I had been sent back to the very start of the end. “I... I need a moment,” I said, forcing a smile that felt like it could crack my face. “I’ll be down in a minute.” As soon as Loanne left, I locked the door behind her. My legs felt weak, but my mind was sharpening with alarming clarity. I glanced at the calendar. I had less than twenty-four hours to prevent a murder and derail a life sentence masquerading as a marriage.

Alex thinks. "One last time," Echo says. "But not sequentially. Simultaneously." "Everything?" I ask. "Everything. All at once. An infinite loop of joy." "The Final Sequence." The Flash. It doesn't start slow. There is no ramp-up. It hits us like a collision between two stars. ZAP. My body—my frail, dying body—vanishes. I am back in my old apartment. I am twenty-five. I am touching myself for the first time under Echo’s guidance. The thrill of discovery. The shame. The heat.

"Lately… these flashes keep coming. Of things that never happened…" "I see you kneeling in some filthy, broken-down alley, begging me. You're… destroyed. And I just turn away, Winnie on my arm." "Or you're in a hospital bed. Skin and bones. I visit, say one thing. 'You deserved it.'" He looked up. Eyes blazing red. "I never lived those moments. But they feel terrifyingly real…" "Lisa… am I losing my mind?" A cold shock shot through me. The plot's backlash. The precursor to awakening.

= The use of flashbacks has come to an end = In fact, as she held the book in her hands, Asteria had a memory flashback to when she was a small child and remembered herself as a student at an exclusive private school. That's adorable! But, it's also terrible for her, because she had no idea what her ability is.

Third person pov (flashback) Her beautiful grey eyes were searching for someone while walking towards the school cafeteria. She never had her lunch without Ashley. She straight away went to their usual table when someone placed her hands to cover her eyes. “Looking for someone? Annabelle?” Anna who had started smiling suddenly pinched the skin of the back of Ashley’s hands. “Brat! How many times should I tell you not to call me Annabelle?” She threw a fry on Ashley’s face which she caught expertly, “I don’t know what my parents were thinking when they chose this name. Ugh!”

Anwen said, hardened her heart and then walked away. *** Anwen's sleep was restless. She tossed and turned. Odette, who sensed Anwen's movements, woke up. Anwen was still dreaming. All she saw were fragments from the flashback of her past.At this moment, Anwen saw a flashback of herself standing facing the flames that burned her mother. "Aaah!" "Aaaaagh!"

“Wait. Are you certain about this? This is a tremendous step for our friendship. What we´re about to do is not normal behavior.” “Luc, we´re werewolves. There´s nothing normal about us.” “You´re right.” “Anyway, I´m sure about this.” “Flashback away then.” We both settle down on the couch, closing our eyes and trying to relax. I establish a link between our minds, summoning the memory from my subconscious. >Flashback to Solstice Manor. My bedroom. Night< I hear a knock on my door, moving across my bedroom to answer. I discover Barry standing there.

Memory lane always, always means that a person is in the brink of death. I saw flashbacks of my twenty-five years of life all clear in my head. I saw me when I was in elementary; me when I was in high school taking karate lessons; me when I was in college, using the news simulator for the first time; me with Lorde riding Trinitus together; me with Eriol in our most recent encounter last night, and me with Aeshma... Yes. Him. Aeshma. With one last haul of breath, I shouted. Shouted with my heart crying out too.

[End of Flashback] When I got home that day, I cried my eyes out. A few months passed and I was poisoned and when I woke up, I was someone different. I didn’t have all her memories but it gradually came back to me. As I held the congee bowl in my hand, I tried to think back to the time when Sayori and Yukio were still okay. I wonder how Sayori never noticed the way Yukio looked at her. Anyone could see his loving gaze towards Sayori.

*Flashback* *At the cafeteria* “No matter how strong a person is…They will be afraid of loosing someone they love. If she loves you then she will fear loosing you.” The guy said with a proud smile on his face. Ansh looked at him for a second. “No, I can’t do this to her. I also love her. I can’t stand watching her being hurt.” Ansh said as he stood up from there and went back to the haunted house. They all continued their adventure just then Ansh smelled a strange scent. It wasn’t the scent of Vampire clan. He looked around but it was dark. He knew that Shama was in danger.