Forgotten Hill: Surgery Game Novels & Stories

The dome vanished, in its place was a net of raw, painful memory. The lead, Forgotten, wearing Finn’s lost love’s face, stepped forward. When its foot crossed the valley, the bloody light lashed out. It didn’t destroy it and it remembered it. The Forgotten soldier shuddered, its vacant black eyes cleared, showing confused, scared eyes of the young woman she once was. She looked at Finn, lips silently saying his name, then faded into a gentle silver mist that rose and vanished. The ancient oath, fully awakened, was not a shield and it was fire. It reminded the Forgotten who they were and set them free.

Death is before me today: like the home that a man longs to see, after years spent as a captive. Isaac crawled over to Ash's side, resting a soothing hand on his shoulder as Horus sang. Ash sighed, a peace within him as his body healed from inside, the tears of Horus crafting a warm and needed shield about him. Both Marie and Mr Montford huddled nearby, afraid to even move as the mounted soldier patrolled, his leniency the only thing keeping them from the hungry maws of the dead. And his astuteness the only thing preventing escape. Whether it was rust or blood that stained his blade, they didn't know, and neither wanted to find out.

I’d left before Tatiana could bring me more painkillers this morning. My fingers began pulling at the ends of my dress as memories of Selena throwing the plate at me came flooding back. I tried to focus on the moment… I tried reeling in the silence. We were like this for a couple of minutes, ignoring all the problems we had. I could tell from his body language and everything that he wasn’t happy either. And for a guy who spent about ninety percent of his time keeping his expression neutral, I could tell what he was feeling without looking at him.

Jules smiled and gestured me to go. As I walk my thoughts fly again. I also plan to visit mom in the hospital today because I’m sure her surgery is over. I quickly got to the locker room and quickly searched for my number. "2405, 2406, 2407,2408! Gotcha!" I smiled as I opened my locker but stopped suddenly when I saw an envelope in it. My hands shakingly reached for it. I open the letter wide-eyed. Good day Oxians! You are one of a lucky person invited to participate in a FALLING GAME.

After three more giant swigs of whiskey and some tuning, the hum of the strings sounded good enough. I closed my eyes and felt my fingers brush the strings once before starting up a song. For a while it was just the guitar, but it wasn’t enough. The sound of her pain still echoed in me. I wanted to remember where I last played this song, last heard it. The words spilled out from my lips before I even knew what I was doing. For the first time in a decade that I remembered, I played and sang until my fingers bled.

He made his own name in the business industry enough for the Lee’s head of the family to entrust all their wealth upon his shoulders. “Yes, grandfather. But she didn’t even remember me.” He sadly informed the old master, recalling how Jacyn’s face reacted regarding unknowing him. He long waited for this day, for her to come back, unfortunately, she didn’t even remember him. Did the accident cause her to suffer memory loss? This made him wonder what she had gone through all these years. “I’m sorry, hijo. I didn’t expect her to forget you. The doctor said she was fine. She remembered us so we didn’t think she had forgotten some of her memories.” Grandfather Hou Lou was also at loss.

Was it all a lie, a make believe situation? I needed answers but I also knew that I could not get the answers I needed if I kept quiet and pretended like everything was okay. I would have to apply pressure in order to get what I want and that was exactly what I set out to do. Still I pitied Liam. He was being controlled like a puppy. If truly he had been traumatised and his memory wiped away, then that means that the memory he currently has was read to him as a script by none other than his mother, Margot and she also told him who he can remember and who he can forget. Liam played the role so well that everyone believed him.

There was still so many wolves to see and treat, so many homes to repair, some to build from the very beginning even. So they took what they needed, and began heading out. "Oh!" Elizabeth said, just as they left the tent, heading to start their day. "I said poison would eradicate memories entirely, there has been cases where it's only caused selective amnesia. Sometimes, if it's mate bond, he might still be remembering incidents attached to his mate. Even with a poison, mate bonds can't break, and so parts of the memories will still be there."

I yelled at myself, “You are stronger than this. You will get through this. Just as you have every hurdle life has given you. You will survive this, and you will not forget.” I let myself zone out, stopped fighting for fear of what further injury might occur if I didn’t. I laid there, motionless, but he didn’t seem to notice. I let my mind wander to memories of my life before this pack, brief as it was. I thought of the picnics with my family, training with my family; my father telling me I could do anything, survive anything, with my determination. My mother always encouraged me to be kind and fair, but to never forget and not to let others walk all over me. To be the bigger person and forg

I wanted to say something but I suddenly do not know how to process the words. I swallowed hardly as I stared at the window. I could only hear his heavy and ragged breathing beside me. I did not dare to look at him again. In just a snap, I feel like the surrounding became so heavy for me. We stopped at the hill. The Lagressa Hill. I was still not saying anything as he stopped the engine. I did not glance at him. He was also silent.