Forgotten Juliet Novels & Stories

They just wanted to be there for me. But I had forgotten one thing. I should never had underestimated her. Drama Juliet was not a fool. I might not be the only one planning to destroy her reputation. This time she might be well prepared. This time she might have her own plans to tarnish my reputation!

“You’ve always been strong, Sienna. But whenever his name came up… you either froze or disappeared into your own world. Did he traumatize you that badly?” I pressed my hand against my chest, trying to calm my breathing. For years, I had lived in peace. For years, I had buried the memories. Now my nightmare had returned, ready to drag me back into the same darkness I had fought so hard to escape. If he ever saw me again… it would all come flooding back, no, it shouldn't happen. “He’s the son of the CEO of the company I work for,” Juliet murmured, her voice low. She looked down at her lap, ashamed. “I was excited when I found out… I didn’t think you’d react like this.”

If he kept it up, she would forget everything that she withheld in the last few minutes and fall asleep again. When Nikolas noted she had stabilized, he asked. "Do you want to tell me what happened?" His voice sounded hoarse from the unexpected awakening. Juliet froze. How was she supposed to tell him about what happened that night without looking at him in panic? He might never touch her again. Hate her and maybe never even turn back. On careful thought Juliet decided, she could not tell him anything. At least not at the moment. She had just started seeing hope in her life. Bringing her past back will only win her tears that slowly started drying up. "I would rather forget about it if that'

It would make everyone in the children’s institute believe that they had moved to an aunt’s house so that no one could cause problems in the future. So I went to the institute where they all used to go. I had seen snippets of Juliet’s past, laughing through the halls, being a normal girl. She had a best friend back then, a girl who was always with her. I saw some images of her studying, being a diligent student. There were also images of a tall boy with brown hair flirting with her openly. But they all turned their backs on her when she began to miss a few days to feed his siblings. The girl who never left her alone did not come out in her memories again. And that idiot? That was the first t

“This could help more than just remembrance. It could aid me to rule better.” I sighed as I looked at Dennis, who seemed to have stuck in a more advisory role. “Do you know where this forgotten pack is?” She nodded her head as she came to the map in front of us, pointing to a spot. “My mother made sure to show me the paths leading back home whenever we came across them until she passed away” “There’s nothing waiting for us there? Lost people, humans, or even enemies?” Dennis asked. Camille shook her head, staring back at the map. “It’s all forest and vines now for the past twelve years with no sign of activity.”

She studied his face carefully, looking for any sign that he could remember what had happened after Roslyn welcomed Marian and Elizabeth into the estate. The memory hadn't been random. There had been a poisoned drink, a frightened child, and Roslyn's lifeless body waiting at the bottom of a terrible memory. Amber knew she could not allow that moment to disappear again. She took another careful step toward Cornell while Elizabeth watched her with an increasingly dangerous expression. Cornell looked up at her, his eyes still wet with tears. Amber could see confusion there, but she could also see recognition. Whatever he had witnessed that day had remained hidden inside him for years.

There’s a level of exhaustion someone reaches before they actually give up on everything. I wasn’t there yet, but I was close. The Julian thing had nothing to do with me. Adrian's choosing to parade Olivia in front of me and the general public wasn’t something I wanted or predicted. Being born to a mother who hated me was not something I planned for when I came into this world. Yet somehow, I was suffering from all these things. “And finally, for Isabella Hayes. The unwanted child—” Ouch, fuck me, I guess. “—Richard leaves his jar of pennies.”

People could see you and decide the verdict still stood. But she was sitting in a library at midnight with three pages of notes made for him without deciding to. The handwriting was hers. She was worth what she cost. The verdict was a wound and not a fact and she was still here. Hope has always cost you, her wolf said. I know. It will cost you this time too. I know that. She placed the notes inside the back cover of her notebook. Not filed away. Kept. Close. Twenty-three days. She had already decided. The question was whether she would let herself believe the deciding was allowed to be hers.

Larisa screamed at the top of her lungs before collapsing unconscious. ** The funeral took place under a gloomy sky, making the atmosphere even more suffocating for everyone present. Larisa’s sobs echoed endlessly, as if she refused to accept the tragedy that had taken her daughter. She regretted her negligence in protecting her child. There had even been times she let her daughter cry while she went to the mall with Camila. Larisa was drowning in regret. “Gaby… forgive Mommy, my dear. Don’t leave Mommy alone in this cruel world!” Larisa wailed as the soil began to cover the small coffin.

~Alyce/Faelyn~ I tossed and turned in my bed, unable to find any kind of peaceful sleep. I never sleep well this time of year. Nightmares would chase me down, pestering me until I could no longer avoid them. It was usually a good two week time period from start to end before I could begin to return to normal. Nine years. It had been nine years since the night I lost everything. Nine years since my family had vanished. Nine years since I had arrived at the Red Moon pack, sold to them as an Omega and essentially forced to work as a slave. Just eight when it happened, I still didn’t understand why I was spared unlike the rest of my family. The few memories of the night that I could recall had b