Bittersweet Memories Catharina Maura Novels & Stories

“Not even when they told me he was gone. I followed every rumor, every trace of hybrid energy. The Council covered their tracks too well.” Maika turned to face him again, a broken laugh escaping her throat. “You know the worst part? I didn’t come here to hate you. I came here to kill you.” Carl’s brow rose, but he didn’t speak. “You took my memories. My child. My name. What else could I feel but rage?” Her voice wavered. “But then I saw you. And I realized… the only thing worse than forgetting you—was remembering.” Carl crossed the room slowly, each step deliberate. “I never stopped loving you, Aster.”

"Why is the case so close to you?" "The girls ..." he muttered, clenching his fists so that his nails dug into his flesh. "Do you still remember Maria?" His friend nodded wordlessly. Maria was a fluke and the beginning of Joshua's investigation. 10 months earlier Joshua was tired. Last night he worked the night shift and today, on Sunday, no, it was now Sunday, one of his buddies had celebrated his birthday. Actually Josh hadn't planned to stay there that long, but the time had somehow passed and now he was wandering around the edge of the harbor in the middle of the night looking for the stupid cat from his friend's neighbor. Apparently she ran away because of the loud music and the old lad

I typed a reply. Me: Her? "Oh." She responded, fidgeting a bit. "Nothing else happened, right?" I looked back at her and narrowed my eyes. Somehow, I found my gaze flickering down to her lips, and a part of me couldn't forget how fucking soft they had felt against my own. I wanted to forget it, I really wanted to. But there were some things that I could never forget, and I knew this would be one of them. I looked back in her eyes. "Why would anything else happen?"

You are immoral, vulgar, promiscuous and despicable. - Who do you think you are to talk to me like that, your little maid? – Liz said. - Don't offend me by calling me a maid. – Catarina replied without lowering her head. – I don't have a life of privileges like you, but I have character and dignity. Things you don't know about. But you're right, I didn't introduce myself, let me correct that. I'm Catarina, soon to be Mrs. Mellendez, and friend, no friend, sister, of the psychopath from hell. – Catarina put her arm around my waist and held Mel's hand and smiled at her friend.

Because this was about Emily. I lifted my head slightly, wanting to speak but stopping halfway. In the end, I just let out a small, bitter laugh. Lemon tea. That was where my nightmares began. But who would ever believe me? So I stayed silent. Steve suddenly stepped forward and slapped me hard across the face. “You stupid farm girl. Go on, keep pretending to be mute. This memory extractor was made just for you. Enjoy it while you can.” Steve had always despised me, and that slap was full of hatred. My cheek burned, my head spun, and the taste of blood filled my mouth.

The older woman revealed when she saw the expression on Mila's face. "That is all pretense. I have worked with Bentley long enough to know him quite well. He is not generous and certainly not caring. I think he did all of that so that he gets rid of his guilt." "No darling. I know when someone is genuine and believe me when I say he was." "Hmmm, I think we shouldn't be talking about him right now. I want to enjoy the quietness and for once I want to be free from the awful thoughts of him." "Okay I will leave now."

Blue Maid He carried me and kept me in his car, the front seat. Then he went through the front and entered inside. He started the car and drove off in a fast speed I rested my head on the seat and looked through the window I remembered Adrian I miss him I miss my Adrian so much I just want to be in his arms again I wish I could give him a massage again But will he still love me after he finds out that I've been defiled. I closed my eyes at the thought of that

Like an incised knife in this heart, it hurts. My past pains are bleeding again. My habit of trusting too much and forgiving everything normally made Mas Bram fall in love with other women. Actually I, do not want this man in front of me will end up like that. Will my second marriage also end the same? He sat me on the edge of the bed. Mas Suma squatted on the floor holding my hand. He tried to explain what happened. "My Maharani, we had a meeting earlier. However, Catherine suddenly fainted. That's why I immediately took her to the hospital," he explained in a low tone. I glanced at him, and smiled slyly.

"Colleen, how do you like my gift? Get out of my house right now. With you being as powerless and penniless as you are now, you don't stand a chance against me." I replied calmly, "You really surprised me. Since you gave me a gift, it'd be rude not to return the favor. Just wait for your big surprise." Rosalind panicked, demanding to know what I meant. But I hung up without another word. Before shutting down my laptop, I saw a statement released by the Johnson family. "To prevent anyone from falsely claiming the title of the Johnson family's daughter-in-law in the future, we hereby declare that Rosalind Muller is our only officially recognized daughter-in-law. All others are impostors."

**** ~ Flashback ~ Before heading to the library, Evelina and Rissa are on their way to the opposite end of the class to the library. Evelina walks and she stops from her path, she just remembers that there was something she forgot. Seeing Evelina's reaction stop, Rissa asks her. "Eve, what's wrong? Is there anything you left in the classroom?" "No, I forgot something. That actually, I wanted to return the book in the library," she replied.