Memory Keeper Book Novels & Stories

I wasn’t. “May I have it back?” ‘You should give it back, you rude twat!’ Bane scolded me. I took the book up to my eyes and scanned the content. Save for a few words on the front, it was relatively empty. “Oh. It’s a journal,” I rolled my eyes. “And it’s empty,” she had an accusing look on her face…one that made me frown as I handed the book back to her. “What?” “You know, since you forgot things…you didn’t think keeping a daily log of things would help you remember when your memory goes ‘poof!’?”

I had heard this voice in nightmares, in shadows — but never so clear. “Calix,” I whispered. The Keeper slammed his staff against the floor. “Do not name it!” But the tome laughed. Low, deep, familiar. “So cautious, my jailers. So reverent. They thought to scatter me like ash, but see? I live still — in you, Jude. My blood, my heir. My echo.” I swallowed hard. “You’re not alive.” “Alive? Dead? Those words are for mortals. I am memory, carved deep enough to resist erasure. You wear my shadow every time you bleed.”

She grabbed my attention as she motioned for me to come to the front counter. “This is a grimoire that has been handed down for generations in my family. We only bring it out for ourselves and wayward witches that have lost their place in the world. In this book is the ritual and spell you can use that will help you.” “What is it?” I asked as she flipped through the book. “It is a memory ritual.” “But there is nothing wrong with my memories.” I said. I was a little disappointed by her words. “Silly girl you are not looking into your memories. This speel helps you visit the memories of a soul that is close to you. You are going to see the memories of your late mother.” She said as she stopped

He looked at his side and saw Tasha and Adele running. “What’s wrong with her?” He whispered. Mr. Brook looked back and investigated. “Who?” Malachi stood up to run after her, but he retreated because he didn't want Mr. Brook to know about Tasha. "It’s nothing,” Malachi answered, he picked up his phone from the table and put it in his pocket. "Mr. Brook, I think you have overstay your welcome, take your leave," "Please, go and never look for me. I will leave my life the way I want"

My fingers caressed the colored notes in my hands and the familiar feeling of longing overwhelmed me. FLASHBACK NARRATIVE ~16 years ago~ *Aidan's Elementary School* A little boy ran into the class of about fifteen kids. "Y'all!" He called the attention of his mates. "I heard 'boo hoo' couldn't get his fees paid. Boo-hoo!" He went to stand in front of a petite boy of around the same age as himself, blocking the little boy's view and taking his books from him.

CHAPTER 35: AILEEN'S POV “You found something that could…” Joshua, Ryan and Xander spoke about the book that we found at the castle while I stayed with Berry. She was staring at me and I had no idea why. Did she remember me? That would be very unlikely as Xander wiped away her memories, but what if she does remember me because of the things that just happened. I did hear from a doctor that if people face what they had faced in the past, be it bad or good, they are bound to remember something that they had forgotten.

You have the abilities to read minds and see into the past, I need you to help me get my memories back in exchange for the other half of the ancient spelt books she started at me likes as though trying to study me. "How important are those memories for you to betray your friends this way?" "More important than your mission" "Very funny" she gave me a frown. "Hand over the book I'll get you your memory back and it ends the deal" she stretched her palm towards me monitoring me to hand the book over. "How am I sure you will actually give me back my memories? I mean you could just kill me and take the book then run?" I gave her a questioning look" "Give me the book and I will give you your memor

Mary handed Mona a towel, “what did you remember, Moon?” Mona looked at me and I shook my head, “I’m not leaving. You claim to not remember your past, so proof it.” Mona took her wet blouse, underwear and her bra off and put the towel around her. This woman really didn’t care who saw her naked. Well, the three of us had probably already seen her naked anyway. She walked to the bed, with the towel around her and sat down. “I had a talk with Kai, sorry. Future Alpha Raider and it brought back a memory. But it wasn’t like how I normally remember. This was like bits and pieces. Several moments instead of one long memory.”

But I was still not in the mood for calls, so I decided to turn my phone off. I woke up the next morning, I didn't know when I slept in. My head was still banging, and I was reminded that my husband was dead. Last night's event kept replaying, I looked beside my nightstand, I took our wedding portrait and looked at the man I married, The one who left me a widow even though he's been gone for a long time his Memories of us were still fresh in my head. Tears filled my eyes, my sight was blurry, I placed the portrait upside down and made my way to the kitchen counter to take some medications for the headache. Knock knock (someone was knocking)

I walked in and was greeted with images and flashes that were overwhelming me, making me shake my head in panic before the place began shaking. ‘Please stop fighting me. I’m not trying to hurt you. I want to get back in. All you have to do is stop resisting. Open your eyes and focus.’ my younger version spoke. The voice echoed in my head over the painful sound. I remembered why this had been familiar and why I could never remember. After the accident, I had been fighting my younger self and winning because I refused to remember. That's why I always wake up drenched in my own sweat as if I was drowning. Every time she tried to speak all I heard was the noise that blocked me from allowing the