Erased Novels & Stories

Thud. The same pulse that had haunted the relay station. Damian shoved him toward a half-collapsed warehouse. “Go!” They stumbled through the rusted door, slamming it behind them. Inside, the air was thick with dust and the faint hum of failing lights. Eli pressed his back to the cold metal wall, trying to catch his breath. “He’s not—he can’t—Damian, how is this happening? You said you erased him.” “I did,” Damian said. His voice cracked. “I erased everything. Every trace. I watched the memory wipe run to zero.”

" Jeanie said " Huh … and what did you two say to him ?" I asked " He ask have he talked to you earlier" " We said we haven't talked since last night " they both said . Aww " Oh okay" I nodded my head Looking down at my phone to see the time . I have 2 hours till my meeting with the building manager for the dance studio . I was supposed to go yesterday evening ,but I canceled because I didn't want to miss training in the morning and I knew I would get home later last night and it would take at least an hour or two to fall asleep .

We need to understand each flaws and it’s the same for other people. “Ellaine is a good friend. She knows I don’t want to be entangled with her despite what her father did and so she grabbed a guy from out of nowhere and introduced it to her father as someone she holds dearly in her heart.” I nodded. “Uncle also accepted it and just let Ellaine be happy with whoever she wanted and just like that… she also found herself falling for the same man despite it starting as a pretend to escape an arrange marriage. The two got along well and even came to a point of starting a relationship. They were happy. Ellaine was now happy until…,” he paused for a moment. “…she found Carlos cheating on her.” Dae

I stood up from my bench and walk towards the man. "Pheweee" the whistle was blown by the teacher to get everyone's attention and to stop murmming from the student. "I was late because, I just finished the last process of my resignation", every student begins to murmur. "phewww.. Silence". The coach blew the whistle again. "I'm moving to another state, you will all be having another coach by next week, till then you are all dismissed. I scoff at the man and mimick his word, 'till then you are all dismissed'.

Daisy still kept silent, calm as if nothing had happened. Dash’s head was like mud, he couldn’t remember anything. He quickly rushed into the bathroom and poured cold water on his head. A few blurry, fragmented images exist in memory. To stop Daisy's annoying crying. Dash sees Daisy as nothing more than a stuffed animal. Cover her nose, pinch her cheeks, spread her mouth, strangle. Being bothered too much. Daisy also reacted a bit. Mumbling something, she turned over and leaned in the other direction, continuing to sleep.

Immediately I found it, I dialed his number which was in speed dial. "Why are you so stubborn. Why can't you get things into this tick brain of yours, he doesn't want you and that is that. So get lost," the words sprang through my head like as if someone was hitting nails through my head. "Jade?" She hung up. I my mind I could have sworn that was Jade, but how was it possible. I sat motionless for some minutes. "Rose, Rose, Rose!" Jessie called. But my mind was far far from here.

The click of the door sounded like a guillotine. ​I stood in the center of that vast, cold office, my shadow stretching across the polished marble floor. Resign. The word tasted like ash in my mouth. For months, I had fought for him, then I had fought against him, and finally, I had tried to ignore him. But I never thought he would use his power to simply erase me when things got difficult. ​I walked over to his desk, my heels clicking rhythmically, the only sound in the empty suite. On the mahogany surface sat the glass paperweight he had been staring at—a heavy, clear sphere that held everything down so it wouldn't blow away in the wind.

NEURAL TRACE PURGE ENGAGED. Beta dropped to her knees, clutching her head, screaming not in pain. In panic. The lights in the vault turned red. Sirens began to pulse. > “TARGET LEGACY TRACE ERASED.” “SUBJECT BTV-Vairo002: STATUS NULL.” IDENTITY INVALID. Beta looked up at Ember, eyes full of pure, unprocessed fear. “I don’t know who I am anymore,” she whispered. Ember crouched in front of her. “You never did,” she said.

“Say it.” A pause. Lennox looked back at the screen. At the broken name. At the activity beside it. Then “…that shouldn’t be active,” he said. The words landed heavy. Taryn’s voice dropped. “Why?” Lennox didn’t answer. Because he didn’t need to. Rowan already understood. “Because it’s supposed to be gone,” Rowan said. Silence. That was it. That was the truth sitting in front of them. Someone had been erased.

His mouth twitched—not quite a smile, but not entirely cold. “You’re not the dead weight,” he said abruptly. The words knocked the air out of me more thoroughly than the hands had. He stepped back, leaving me standing on my own, heat lingering on my waist where his arm had been. I stared at him, chest tight. “He—he just died.” “No,” Grant wheezed from a few feet away, clutching his ribs. “He got… erased. There’s a difference.” “Not to him,” I whispered. “No,” Grant agreed. “Not to him.”