Fates Entwined Her Stolen Memories Novels & Stories

For a disoriеnting momеnt, shе thought pеrhaps it had all bееn a drеam – thе еvеning spеnt curlеd up bеsidе Jamеs, thе hеatеd еxchangе of passionatе kissеs, thе way thеy had finally comе togеthеr as husband and wifе in thе most intimatе of ways. But thеn hеr gazе fеll upon Jamеs, still slumbеring pеacеfully bеsidе hеr, and thе mеmoriеs camе rushing back in vivid dеtail. A strangе fluttеring took up rеsidеncе in hеr chеst, a hеady mix of trеpidation and fragilе hopе.

Laughter mingled with cries of distress as each crew member battled against invisible forces pulling them further into despair—reminders of their pasts reconstituted into tormenting visions. As the cacophony crescendoed, panic engulfed the crew. One by one, they succumbed to Mnemosyne's grasp, lost in their torments as the tendrils continued to tug at the essence of their identities. The energy in the air crackled with fear, a heavy darkness wrapping around the ship as the entity reveled in the corruption of memories. It drifted through the chaos, a master of shadows dancing amidst their fear. “Your memories are so ripe for harvesting,” it crooned, reaching for Amelia’s forehead, fingers poi

she replied, forcing the words out evenly, “but I’d rather stand here shaking than crawl at your feet.” For a moment, neither moved. Predator and prey locked in a battle of will. Then his mouth twisted into a dangerous smile. “You won’t be standing for long.” The pain in her side throbbed, but she held his gaze, unbroken. And then something inside her cracked. It was a violent, splintering snap. Pain, fear, and betrayal shattering into something harder. It all twisted together and became something else entirely. FURY.

She whispered into the silence, a vow only she could hear: “You’re mine, Jayden. You always were. And through you, I’ll get everything back.” The roses in Zara’s room, the lilies Leo had left outside, the fractured memories caught between them none of it mattered. Not yet. Elena was weaving the web. And soon, everyone else would be caught in it.

Suddenly, she let out a shriek that did not sound human. It was as if something inside her had been ripped away in an instant. The last trace of stolen luck, the final thing that had never belonged to her, vanished completely. All the consequences she had built up came crashing down at once, like a volcano that had been waiting to erupt. A sharp crack split the air. Above the stage, the massive LED screen flickered violently, sparks bursting out in a blinding flash. The steel cables holding it snapped. The enormous screen plunged downward with a deadly roar, straight toward Cecilia.

"She never was." No, Maya thought, the truth of it settling over her with the particular weight of things that have been true for longer than you realized. She was never really mine to begin with. I just loved her like she was. That, perhaps, was the part that hurt most — not the losing, but the retroactive unraveling. Every memory with Maddie now carried a shadow she hadn't known to look for. Every laugh, every secret, every late-night conversation replayed itself with a new and unwelcome context.

Emily… She pushed me and screamed. I’m cursed, she whispered, to fall into the same web of lies. Her voice trembled, and for a moment her eyes seemed distant, as if remembering something only she could see—a flash of silver chains, a cold laugh in the dark, a hand reaching for her before vanishing. The memory faded as quickly as it came, leaving her breathless and me with more questions than answers. I held her tight from behind. No, you’re not; I will be your shield. Please let me…

But like the broken man he had once been, aching to remember what he lost. His hands framed her jaw. Her fingers dug into his bare skin. A rush of hunger and desperation smashed their mouths together, like if something holy and ancient were escaping between them. She had no idea how long they remained there, encircling one another, bound by history, instinct, and a vaguely recalled vow. But it was real. He drew away and pressed his forehead to hers. He declared, "I will discover who stole my memories.” “I swear it.” Elaria nodded, heart pounding.

His arm absently moves up to pull me in closer to his side and my senses are assaulted with his fire and brimstone scent. “Are we interrupting something important?” Power surges through the air as the Fates suddenly appear in the middle of the drawing room, an amused look echoing along all of their faces. Clotho steps away from her sisters and makes her way over to the empty seat to my right. Her hands reach out to grab mine in hers, pulling me out of Levi’s hold until I am facing her fully. The empty sockets where her eyes should be start to glow a pale white light as her breathing starts to slow to an almost indescernible rate.

"You never showed in any meetings with the Hwā." “To think you would ever show your face here again,” the old man growled. Vivien couldn't argue more. She certainly didn't think that she would ever set foot in this village, not when she felt their grip on her limbs, preventing her from running off to somewhere free. Fates. The dance of Fates had been taking their steps to her past. “Then it is true,” Tara said, “You kept her chained up in that room? And this one…” Her gaze shifted to Kaiden’s remains.