Memorize Light Novel Novels & Stories

Back at the house, I started throwing my things into my suitcase. I was done with his pretend amnesia act; my heart was no longer in Sebastian's grip. In a rare moment of gentleness, he looked at our wedding photo and feigned a flicker of memory. "Elena, is that us in the picture? When did we take that?" I kept my eyes on my task, packing my clothes without a glance his way, and said without a hint of warmth, "It's fake, an AI creation." That was it. I pushed him over the edge.

The next day, the observatory's official social account announced that Lucas had discovered a new star, and he had named it "S" Countless comments flooded Serena's post from the previous day. "Wow, it's true. That's pretty impressive, Serena!" "Did Professor Thorne see your post and name it for you on purpose?" Just then, Lucas walked through the door. "Wilma, did you see? I named the star 'S.' It stands for 'seven' in light of our anniversary." I looked up at him coldly. "Then what's going on with your assistant? That's not what she said in her post."

As they scuttled forward, the dishes began to glow with a sickly, purple light. The moment the light touched the front line of Rememberers, they didn't scream. They didn't fall. They just… stopped. They stood perfectly still, their faces going blank, their weapons dropping from their hands. The light wasn't killing them. It was erasing them. Wiping their minds clean. "The Song-Eaters," Anya whispered, horror in her voice. "He has made them." The purple light swept over the hill. Wherever it touched, the Rememberers fell silent. Their memories, their courage, their very selves, were being devoured.

Verena opened up the book to show how blank it was, saying, "This would only work under the moonlight." Galen nodded, "She is right," he said. "You would be able to read it under the full moon's light." "Rena, you should-" Galen was stunned. He stopped midsentence since he realized that Verena was spacing out. She held the book Lunaria and flipped through its pages as tears started forming in her eyes. "What's wrong, Rena?" he asked. "Why are you crying?" Zoren rushed to make her face him. "What's wrong?" he rushed to ask. "Are you feeling alright? Are you hurt? What's going on? Tell me!"

Everybody had heard about that plant, but not everyone had personally seen it for it was rare. Light of Memory is a special red plant with toxic leaves. The flowers, when mixed with another special plant, are said to make people who forgot remember their memories, while the leaves, when boiled and drunk its residue, are said to make them forget. On the other hand, if anyone drinks the dew that comes from this plant, they surely would be paralyzed, their mind and heart would freeze despite being alive. In other places, it was called the Dew of Memory. “That flower is a rare plant, how did this man take it?” Gaia asked, voice stern and cold.

She looks out the glass window while she continues to speak "After that, everything goes black, and I hear a voice before I wake up." “What did it say?” “My empress, wake up and return to me right now.” Valerie answered. "Isn't dreaming meant to be vague, then why do I remember every detail of the dream I had last night, including the voice?" She asks Ellen "Yes, but yours appears to be unusual. I mean, if I had a good night's sleep and then wake up after 5 minutes, I will gradually forget my dream.” "Anyway, since you claimed everything was so vivid, do you remember their faces or where they were when they were there?" Ellen asks her

- I admitted with a bit of amusement, although I grew serious shortly after seeing Oliver's expression. This situation was not at all funny and I knew I had to learn to fight as well. Fortunately, I trusted Oliver to teach me whatever I needed. After returning home, I began to study the books as well, especially all mentions of werewolves, especially young, wild individuals who avoided packs in order to live completely free. ~~~~~~~~~

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

"Living ones." Nova trembled. The memories inside her screamed. The darkness focused on her. "Fragment." Nova froze. The voice recognized her. The First Memory immediately stepped between them. "No." The darkness ignored her. "Child of remnants." Nova couldn't breathe. The voice continued. "You remember." Something stirred inside her. The countless memories. The countless lives. The countless voices. And suddenly they answered. Not with words. With light. Silver light exploded from Nova's body. The crater illuminated.

After a short rest, they sat down again and put their helmets back on. Mr. Wilson gently wiped away my tears and began another round of hypnosis. “Miss Lily,” he said in a calm voice, “you and Miss Emily are sisters. Tell me, what is the one thing you remember most clearly about her?” The thing I remembered most clearly? My memories began to blur, and the dream twisted into chaos. I couldn’t steady it right away because there were too many moments burned into my mind, each one sharp and impossible to forget. They surfaced in fragments, scattered and broken.