Fates Entwined Her Stolen Memories Novels & Stories

The emotions in his eyes were hard to distinguish. but I didn't look further for answers, those beautiful hazel eyes, once I looked lovingly had lost it's beauty. He slowly got out of their bed, the girl whined for him to stay for little more. He came closer My heart sank. Mind blank as a canvas, on which was engraved the words I heard then: “I,Ethan Brown, the future alpha of the pack, reject you, Thalia carnell as my mate and Luna of this pack.”

I will see myself out, he said as he walked towards the door. As he walked out the door, Sandra sat up with teary eyes. She felt she had failed herself. She had promised to start away from men until she finishes her nursing degree. How could she let herself be so vulnerable? She walked to the shower and soaked herself in the bath for a while as though to wash his hands off her body. She thoroughly enjoyed him. This was what she always dreamed of. No, she thought to herself I will never see him again. I don't want anything to do with him. I'm sure he is just here to play around with me. I won't give in to him anymore. She continued in her thoughts as she drifted slowly to sleep.

Fate obviously had another story, albeit a cruel one, because she was not part of it. Carolina dug her nails into her palms, using the sting to hold back the tears that threatened to fill her eyes. She didn't want to ruin their last chance to be together, alone with him, to be human, to be selfish. When the messenger delivered Xavier Westwood's message about her cousin's whereabouts like a lost twin, Carolina knew that her time was up, but she still wanted a few more hours with him, just one last memory to take with her before she had to leave him.

When I woke up the next morning, I was a bit startled. During my sleep I had forgotten all about going out to the bar. It could've all just been a very vivid dream. The dull throb in my head told me last night had been real, but it wasn't anything that would take away my ability to function. Then I realized I was in his shirt. There was a second's worth of panic when I looked around. Maybe this guy wasn't just like I remembered. Maybe he left me with the tab for this room. I scanned around for my clothes. I didn't want to get caught in nothing but his shirt. Maybe he was out looking for a conquest and made off with my clothes as a trophy.

He attempted to step away from it, but he couldn't because it kept on following him. Then I remembered what I had seen at the garden's entrance before we entered. Debitus constitutus promissio(Debt Establishment, promise.) It was written in block letters and a language I didn't know I could comprehend until now. No one was able to read it, not even Maya. Aiden had vowed, and he wouldn't escape from it until he fulfilled his wish or until he was dead. He clasped the sword, and his eyes bored into mine. “I'm sorry,” He muttered.

I could only hope this plan worked as I licked gently along the mate mark I had created once more. Marking your fated mate is meant to be emotional. Amazing. Loving. Memorable. But, sadly, this time, there was no tenderness and care in this one like there had been the first one. Aria would not even remember it, and that made my heart ache once more. Lost to the moon along with the rest of the memories we had shared. But, my memories were still in tact, and my mind filled with images of that special night… the smile upon that beautiful face of hers as she had pulled me to her… knowing she was forever mine… both so clueless of what was to come…

I added, the words dripping with malice. Memories of our past life flooded my mind, and I couldn't help but think of how she had thrown away her chance at being alpha, too busy indulging in her affair with my husband. Larissa's eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, I thought I saw a glimmer of fear. But then, her expression hardened, and she took a step closer to me. "You'll pay for this, Sapphire," she hissed, her voice low and menacing. "You'll pay for stealing everything from me."

The scent of pine and safety. The woman inhales, and the memory *tears* free. --- **The Unraveling** The temple shudders. Eden collapses, a raw scream shredding his throat as the stolen memory carves a new scar-a jagged fissure down his spine. The mirrors shatter, the false Edens swarming, their hands clawed and hungry. The storm erupts, a maelstrom of lightning and rot, but the woman dances through it, unharmed.

“Rowan… talk to me. What happened? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” “I have,” she said, voice raw. “Or… something worse.” Her eyes glistened. “Mistara did a flame-memory… I saw him. The second Dragonheart… as a baby. There were two… two babies, both marked like Dragonhearts, but one was taken by… by someone dark.” She shivered. “Mistara says… we’re linked, Kai. Not just linked. He’s… he’s the other half. And I…” She broke off, staring at the floor. “I don’t even know what I am anymore.”

Not the company, not the money, not even the power, just you. The bond between them is a tether, a golden cord that connects a king to a commoner. I already confirmed it. He married you, bonded to you, permanently. That mark on your neck, I’ve seen the report. Fated mates. Even without memory, his instincts will pull him back to you, eventually. The soul remembers what the mind forgets. And when that happens, everything I buried will rise with it. I lean back slowly in my chair. The shadows in the room seem to lengthen. I should eliminate the risk now, end it before it becomes a problem. The thought is clean, simple, and efficient.