M E M O R I Z E Novel Novels & Stories

“She acted weird earlier…” “Novah was diagnosed with amnesia. The only thing she could remember clearly is her name and that of the woman who has rescued her from her abductors.” “Sadly, the woman is dead.” He added.

**** ~ Flashback ~ Before heading to the library, Evelina and Rissa are on their way to the opposite end of the class to the library. Evelina walks and she stops from her path, she just remembers that there was something she forgot. Seeing Evelina's reaction stop, Rissa asks her. "Eve, what's wrong? Is there anything you left in the classroom?" "No, I forgot something. That actually, I wanted to return the book in the library," she replied.

262 – Even if the Mind Forgets, the Soul Remembers (4) The moment her fingertips touched him, it felt as if an invisible chain shackling Ye Mo’s memories shattered into pieces. At first, he was ecstatic to know that his memories would be returning to him, and he would be able to understand his situation better. However, it was as if a man expecting to receive a spark of flame enough to light a candle suddenly found a fire so large and dangerous his entire house was covered in flames before he knew it.

New Start My eyes were blurred by tears as I walked out from our house. My hands are shaking so badly that I am having a hard time opening my car. My first thought is to go to Maia's house. It's already late in the evening but I can't think of some place that I could stay in. Pearl's place is also not available as she is missing. I don't know where did she go. I was about to start the engine when I remembered that I forgot to bring my things with me. I need to get it. But I don't know how to go back there. My dad probably will throw or destroy my things if he sees me.

“Part of me wants to cut them off again.” “Don’t.” “It would be a memento. Over the centuries, I’ve forgotten so many things. I don’t ever want to forget her. Or you. Or any of this.” I turned this over in my mind. “I understand. But if you’re going to remember this, then I propose we have experiences worth remembering.” ~

Blue wave apartment. Amy and Tut ate their breakfast and sat on the sofa. Amy had an glowing eyes ,the eagerness to listen to his past story .So She looked at him innocently. "First condition if I want to tell you my past then you need to tell me yours." Eventhough tutt can access through her knowledge but he can't access through her memory. Memory of the certain person is like their treasure so no matter how strong tutt can be he can't access through it without that person's permission as well as it is also a dangerous attempt .

“You’re lucky you’re charming, Caine.” I smirked. “I know.” She rolled her eyes but turned her attention to the table. “Alright, but I think I said all I wanted to say. And I think Caine just extended all that,” she smiled. The fun and gist went on and round. Each person took turns to share their favorite they had about me. It was all Joannes's idea, the one we all referred to as the therapist. She thought it was a way to help me remember my lost memory, and for a second, I thought it was working.

"Well, wrong move, Beamon. There's no antidote. Swan created that memory loss pill, and she'll completely forget you. She's never getting back with you!" Beamon's eyes widened in shock. "No! That's impossible!" he bellowed in disbelief. But Anja responded with a smug smile. "I'm not lying. Swan has already forgotten you."

Mysterious Woman “Marissa,” a man called. Hearing that name from an unfamiliar voice sparked something in my mind, but I ignored it. A memory tries to come forward in my mind, but I lost it. There is something on the edges of a memory, however, fog drifts slowly to cover that memory. When I try to mentally push the fog away, the fog becomes thicker. “Do you know her,” another voice said. It was a man’s voice. Right now, I’m speculating that the first voice and the second voice know each other. “I thought it was someone I knew,” the first voice said thoughtfully. He sounded a little defeated. The fact that my mind is trying to remember something when that voice drifted into my ears i

Valerie walked slowly between the shelves. Most books contained handwritten notes rather than printed text. Personal journals. Research diaries. Letters. Lives. She reached toward one volume before stopping herself. "May I?" Evelyn smiled gently. "They've been waiting." Valerie opened the nearest journal. The first page contained a simple sentence. Memory is a witness. It is not always the truth. She stared at the words. They echoed everything she had begun experiencing. Evelyn joined her beside the shelf. "The greatest mistake we made wasn't creating the Core."