Forget Me Novels & Stories

I sank into Kane's arms, a smirk tugging at the corner of my mouth where no one would see. Of course, I knew what Mnemowort could do. It would be excruciating, but there was a good chance it would bring back his memory. I couldn't let that happen, not yet. Not until my game was over.

On the nightstand were a few items: a brand-new ID card, a bank card, and a pale blue note. I picked up the note. In elegant handwriting, it said: "Forget the past, embrace a new life." Forget the past? I frowned, only then realizing I couldn't remember anything at all. What was my name? Where did I come from? Why was I here? All that remained in my mind was a faint awareness of being a werewolf living in the human world; everything else was a blank slate. But strangely, I didn't feel any panic. Instead, I felt a sense of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

She took a deep breath and began reading: "Forget me now, forget me whole, Let not my name rest in your soul. Erase my face from every mind, Let no trace of me remain behind. To Bruce and those who share his sight, Let memories fade, vanish from light. The spell is cast, your minds set free, You shall not remember Natalie. Forget the book, forget the deed, Forget the spark, forget the seed. No whispers left, no scent, no trace, Let all my signs be lost in space. With every breath and closing eye, Let your recall of me now die. No dream, no voice, no second glance,

My husband Charles always had selective amnesia. Anything that had to do with me, he would forget, then promise he'd make it up next time. On my thirtieth birthday, I prepared an elaborate dinner at home and waited for him and our family to come celebrate. But the hour came and went, and no one showed up. Burning with a high fever, I went out to look for Charles and called everyone else. Isabella's voice was warm with laughter. "Charles is here with me picking out your birthday present. We'll be back soon." My best friend said, "Traffic is awful. I ran into Charles on the way, so we're heading over together." Even my own brother told me, "I ran into an old friend with Charles on the road and

On my birthday, my girlfriend Serena organized a trip to the amusement park for the five of us. When we got to the log flume, the four of them stepped right past me and took the whole front row. I froze for half a second, then said nothing and went to the second row on my own. As we plunged down the drop, all three girls cried out, "Kyle!" and threw themselves into his arms, laughing and squealing. I was still gripping the safety bar when, all at once, the three of them pulled out umbrellas and held them over their heads. The massive waterfall ahead shredded my poncho in seconds and drenched me from head to toe. Kyle turned around. "Adrian! Why don't you have an umbrella?" Serena and

But again my mind speak up but he forget you Didn't remember even he is famous business man how can he remember simple girl like you. This thought pinching my heart ,I say to my mind shut up and I hurriedly wipe my tears which slipped from eyes bcoz of my stupid mind's stupid thoughts I again looking at the sky and say I know he remember me how can he forget me he can't I am his best friend everytime he chant my name and now how can he forget me. again I wipe my tears and went to my table collect my things and and straight my way to out of this cabin and out of this building I took a cab in the whole journey I don't know I was j

I used words out of constraint. "Dhiya, please stay calm for ten minutes. I could understand your pain. Don't confuse yourself. Relax for ten minutes, Dhiya. Do it for me," he said and I obeyed the words of my friend though I want to share all my love collections to him.

“All memories are worth remembering. No matter how melancholic, tragic, joyous, and exciting they are—we need to remember them. Because some of them... made the version of ourselves right now.” “Damon.” He smiled and put his arms around her shoulder. “But hey! If you really want to forget a certain memory, it’s okay. It’s still your choice. I am just saying my thoughts about it.” “What do you think I should do?” “If you badly want to forget... uhm... for a while? Maybe...” She raised one of her eyebrows. “What?” Apollo Justice hinaing ng dalawa.

"I need to know. I need you to tell me the truth." Had they? She didn't know. She couldn't remember. Three weeks of her life were just... gone. But that memory fragment... That feeling... "I don't think so," she said slowly. Honestly. "I would remember meeting you. Wouldn't I?" Something flickered in Eric's eyes. Disappointment? Relief? She couldn't tell. His arms loosened, and suddenly the spell broke. Camila scrambled off his lap, her cheeks burning. Her legs felt shaky. Everything felt shaky.

I fell silent; The sadness suddenly gripped me firmly that my heart was dying when I realized why my boss didn't remember me. “No! Don't make him remember me. He must forget me forever,” I said in tears. “What? But, why?” he asked, curious. “Didn't you realize why he remembered you and everything, but he didn't remember me at all?” I asked him. He furrowed his brows in thought as he continued to stare into my eyes. “It was because he wanted to forget his worst memories. His heart was suffering so much because of me that he couldn't take it anymore.”