Forgotten Paradise Novels & Stories

I cried the rest of the night. As I packed the rest my stuff, the vacation house felt so different. It didn't have the inviting warmth and fun atmosphere that it had when Ryan was here; or the intimacy that I felt here alone with Alec. It just felt cold, empty, and impersonal. I couldn't believe that after all of this, after everything that has happened, I was leaving paradise feeling more broken and humiliated than when I arrived. It was a long, depressing flight back, but I finally made my way up the stairs and back to my familiar apartment.

I let go of her and faced her. She still looked so lost. She was a petite woman with a short hair. Her denim pants and red shirt are not perfect for this place. "Who are you? How do you know me?" I said, firm and determined. She blinked several times, gasping. "Y-You do not remember anything? What happened to you? Why are you here in Isabela?" Her tone became desperate. "Three years, Nathrelya! We thought that you were dead!" Her voice trembled miserably.

“Not for me. But for what we must protect. Noctaria has burned. It has bled. It has broken. But tonight… we remind the dark that we remember.” A cheer rang out—not loud, but fierce. The kind of sound born from survivors, not conquerors. And far above, the howl rang out a third time. This time, it sounded like it was coming from beneath the earth. From the gate. The Forgotten Vale lay ahead like a scar on the land. Jagged cliffs surrounded it. No vegetation grew. The stones bled faint red beneath the moonlight, as if remembering every drop spilled on its surface. Jayden studied it from the overlook. “So this is where it ends.”

“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.”

Someone could have seen the trip, seen the push, seen the silent meets up she had, seen the way she bribed the doctors to wipe his memories and seen her reading a new script of life to Liam. And that someone was none other than Tasha. She did not just leave me that night without anything. When I wasnt looking or paying attention, she slipped the flash drive into my bag and a note that said; "Dear Mara, I know you probably hate me a lot right now. I know you think that i abandoned you but I can assure you that I didn't. See, I want a better life for myself and by God I am going to get it. But i also cannot stand by and just watch as someone destroys the hardwork that you have put in to actual

The parasite stared at him. The difference seemed small. Tiny. Almost meaningless. Yet the more it thought about it— The larger it became. Because one perspective created despair. The other created resilience. The parasite stepped backward. Unconsciously. Its confidence slipping. The darkness surrounding them fluctuated. The failed realities spinning around the void became unstable. Something was changing. Something dangerous. Not for Ethan. For the parasite. Suddenly a memory surfaced. Not Ethan's. The parasite's. An ancient world. Long forgotten. A civilization standing beneath dying stars.

I nodded, avoided her gaze, and went to the kitchen to get some water to take the medicine. That night, Mom slept beside me. I fell asleep quickly, but I had a nightmare. In my dream, I kept going back to the day I was hypnotized. The hypnotist had held me down and kept telling me to forget what my family looked like. I had tried to force myself awake, but no matter what I did, I could not wake up. In the end, I really did forget Mom, Dad, and Zack. I jolted awake from the dream, drenched in cold sweat. Mom woke up too and instinctively patted my shoulder. "What is it, Rena? Did you have a nightmare?"

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

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.