Lost But Not Forgotten Novels & Stories

We sat in silence, finishing our drinks as I closed the laptop. Leaning my head back, I closed my eyes. Stacy was right about one thing. After looking at these, even if I never got my memories back, this fundamentally changed me. The path going forward for my life was now altered. I could never go back. Not after seeing these. Knowing what I had and what I lost, I never wanted to love again. Everything would pale. Even Adrian was struggling with the concept of it.

Haden and I shared a shocked glance, as Saxon tried to find the words to respond to Laila's suggestion. Nightfall had not had an official ally for decades, even I knew that. They had isolated themselves since the war with the Royals, shunning almost all outside contact, only becoming more and more insulated as the years passed. To say it was unexpected for them to not only be willing now, but actually suggest it themselves, was an enormous understatement. Laila and her Betas waited patiently for Saxon's response, and after a long moment collecting himself, he dipped his head graciously. "We would be honoured," he said humbly, and Laila beamed in response.

It was such a mess to be waking up with the front door open. Luke Martin woke up from the sofa in the living area, and he did not notice that he had left the door open when he got in. He walked to the door and closed it, then got back to the sofa. Sitting down, he searched for his mobile phone which he found in the left front pocket of his black leather pants. He quickly got up, walked to the door and closed it. He went back to the sofa and sat, checking his phone for notifications. "She has been trying to reach me for hours," he said as he dialled back the number, a shout came from the other line. "What the hell is going on?" The woman shouted at Luke, and as he felt the sound of her voice

In a fit of rage, she crashed her car into him. "Well, the two of them are still in the hospital. One is in a vegetative state, and the other is paralyzed. I'm not sure who's worse off." "Warren Group's been bought out, too. It's never coming back." After I heard of what happened, I quickly forgot about it. Because from the day I married Roscoe, Benji's name became like any other ordinary name in the world. I didn't dwell on it, and I'd never think of him again.

I didn't expect that I'd be caught. There were only two words in the last entry. "Get lost!" Attached was a giant middle finger. Right away, I knew it was Elijah. After that, the system was attacked. The app could no longer be recovered. Just like that, I lost the last and only connection I had to Sadie.

Only our wedding photos remained displayed throughout the house, constantly reminding Sterling of what he had lost. When Vivienne pushed open the door and walked in, Sterling immediately looked up, his eyes filled with hope that it might be the person he longed for. However, when he saw it was Vivienne, he turned away impatiently. "How did you get in?" Vivienne smiled obsequiously. "All your passwords are my birthday. Of course, I know them." Hearing this, Sterling was momentarily stunned. He had forgotten that his passwords were Vivienne's birthday. For so many years, the numbers 0717 had been ingrained in his bones, yet he had forgotten why.

Immediately she got home, she began to lament, "I would have stood my ground and fought for what belonged to me... My life is shattered, Is it going to be possible for what I lost years ago to be mine again?" She asked and tears began to stream down her eyes, She remembered why she gave her greatest opportunity away so easily and just at that moment she felt a sharp pain in her heart. ****** Eduardo saw the kind of envelope Cindy gave to the women and before they got to their destination a thought came into his head, 'Cindy has just changed this woman's life from the little salary she receives monthly... I've been in money ever since I was a young boy but I had never helped anyone...' With t

She grinned. "Let's go, baby. We can't miss our flight because of this useless and annoying mother fucker." Barry said and walked back to the hummer. "Rest in perfect peace Adriano Altamira." She waved at me and walked over to the Hummer and I watched as they drove away leaving me alone in the middle of the road to die. My eyes closed shut as I fell into a coma……….

Seeing him like this, I remember that day when I saw the same Vincenzo who I'm seeing now. That day is when I promised myself to search for Ahaana and get her back in Vincenzo's life forgiving his mistakes and at the same time making Vincenzo realize his mistake and pay for his bad deeds on my Buttercup. That was the fortnight after Ahaana disappeared in the thin air. He was normal when she left his mansion right next morning after their wedding. I didn't know what happened all of a sudden that she left the mansion without even informing me. And, when I confronted Vincenzo about that, he revealed everything.

The second wave hit three days after Hope's statement went viral. Marcus Jr. found it first. A new website, more personal than the coalition's academic approach. This one had a name: The Forgotten Ones. "You need to see this," he told Hope, his voice tight with something that sounded like recognition. The site's mission statement made Hope's blood run cold: "We are the trauma survivors the Lily Rossi Foundation forgot. The ones without special gifts. The ones deemed too ordinary to matter. We are the ninety-nine percent they left behind while celebrating the one percent born with abilities."