Forget Me Not Bombshell Novels & Stories

“And the shirt too, everything. Nobody has ever shot a bullet for me.” Oh, my sweet Farfalla. Pretending she doesn't know that for her sake, I've done far worse. But it's okay, I'll play into her amnesia game until I've duped her into leaving with me. Shell stop punishing me for my mistake eventually, but until then I'm keeping her in my sites. “Do you know him?” I clear my throat, watching her intently. She simply shrugs, like it doesn't matter who the man is. “No, must be a crazy fan.”

he uttered gleefully, “Lost his memory in that big accident after he recuperated and he knows nothing. Absolutely nothing at this point, about who he is.” “What?” The shareholders were dumbfounded at that statement. Damien Romero has lost his memory and had no recollection of who he was? Then they were being led by a dummy? All these was not making sense to the shareholders. “But… but how is that possible?” Director Nathan uttered, “I mean, we all saw the Chairman recently at the board meeting even. He was perfectly okay.” “Yes, exactly.” Chairman Thomspson uttered, “He even outed Dorector Evans then, threw him out to the cops earlier, without mercy. And you say he was amnesiac? He’s not rea

That wrecked him. He limped toward me, reaching for my hand. I stepped back like it was nothing. "Mister, keep this up and I'm calling the cops." His eyes were wild, voice cracking as he yelled, "I don't believe you forgot me! Rhea, you said forever! I only forgot you because of that temporary amnesia—but I remember now! I know you're the one I love!" I laughed. Hard. What a clown. Acting like some tragic lover. Would he have "remembered" so fast if I hadn't walked away for good? Doubt it. He'd still be playing house with Juliet and her stupid little props.

She carefully pinched the corner of the document and handed it toward me. At the moment of the handover, her fingers accidentally brushed against the old scar on my hand. It was from three years ago when I rescued her from the shopping mall fire. She had been in shock back then, and she had probably long forgotten about it, too. The instant she touched it, Giselle instinctively tightened her grip on the other corner of the agreement. I didn't give her a chance to hesitate. With a sharp flick of my wrist, I yanked the paper away.

She had messaged Selena about it roughly already as she knew how dangerous Richard was and she had prepared herself for all the bad already. It happened. The bad happened. They were driving to Chicago from New York and they took a small break in between. They didn't notice a car following them and when they came out of the car, someone set a timer bomb in their car. It got a blast within a few minutes after they started driving again. That blast snatched Serena from her and Selena and burned half of her body and took her memory. She remembers everything. "That's it?! You just want to kill me and get the whole world?" She asked in a mocking tone while raising her eyebrows at him with a smirk.

She'd taken a flight all the way here to my hometown to look for me, and yet, the only things she could remember were the smaller, menial events. "So, you think that I'm going to stop being angry at you just because you've already apologized to me? Is that why you came to apologize in the first place? "What about the next time you forget again? Are you going to accuse me of not telling you about my phobias or allergies again?" Bridget looked up at once. "No way! I just really forgot about them this time. I've been too busy—" "Busy with what?" She froze. I continued, "Busy getting together with your friends? Busy going for barbecues at the beach? Busy meeting up with your high school teacher

"Don't forget to return the jacket." He was absent for a week after that, and his opponents fared no better. His mother, Mamie Hubbard, stormed into the school, resulting in their expulsion all around.

And as far as I remember there is no meeting that his presence is needed and I'm the one who's in charge in the company right now so how come his in meeting for business? Did he already remember something? I gasped as I realize what I'm thinking. Did he really not remember me yet or did he not forgotten me? I felt like insane of what I am thinking, how can he remember me when the doctor also said that he might had an amnesia. Gosh, this is killing me. I sighed and look at my Secretary who's looking at me so serious. "I don't know why he didn't tell me too but I trust him, for now." I said. "Also, investigate of whom Sylvester going to meet everyday."

Chloe who seems very much awake now exclaims. “Kels, who is tha—“ She cuts us both off quickly. “Gotta go! Love you bye!” Kelsey ends the call. “She’s getting some ass and didn’t even tell us. That whore!” Chloe laughs “She is so busted. I cannot wait to grill her about this tomorrow. She’s lucky I have to get ready to go or I would most definitely be calling her back.” I say sternly. “Oh where are you going? Hot date?” Chloe asks excitedly.

"Well, wrong move, Beamon. There's no antidote. Swan created that memory loss pill, and she'll completely forget you. She's never getting back with you!" Beamon's eyes widened in shock. "No! That's impossible!" he bellowed in disbelief. But Anja responded with a smug smile. "I'm not lying. Swan has already forgotten you."