Memory Of You Ao3 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

she dismissed walking away before I got a chance to offer my own goodbye, but I deemed it as fate since further interaction would probably just lead to another memory I pondered on with a feeling of regret and sadness in the depts of my soul. . . . . . . . . . . . . Thanks for reading ❤️‼️ Hope you enjoyed the chapter ❤️‼️

Blinking once, yet deep and firm her mind temporarily drifted away together by the gentle wind as she pictures that past and memory of him. ‘SECRET BASE’ (ANOHANA) You and the end of summer and the drams of the future And our big hope, I won’t forget them I believe that we will meet in August 10 years later The best memories Our meeting was made in a moment At the intersection walking home You called out to me, didn’t you? ‘Let’s go home together While I embarrassedly hid my face with my bag, In truth, I was very, very happy Ah, the way the fireworks beautifully bloom in the is a bit lonely

" Memories of hot passionate sex between Eden and his mate started to flash in his mind like he was watching a movie of himself through someone's eyes. How they met, how they had sex everywhere and how they marked each other on that night. Raising his left hand the mark of claim and protection was no longer hidden from him and he could finally see her mark. Touching the mark, he could hear his mate mourn in her sleep as his mark became visible on her neck. Moving closer in disbelief. In the memories that came to him, he saw how they marked each other. The love that flowed between them. It wasn't Mich's memory this was his so how come he didn't remember till now?

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.”

Heat pours into you, filling the space between your skin and his, and the connection between you deepens, undeniable and real. And then, suddenly, something shifts. The world around you goes still, and a flood of memories rushes in—faces, names, moments long forgotten but somehow familiar. It’s overwhelming, like being pulled under a wave, each memory crashing over you in quick succession. You see Michael, his eyes filled with love, his touch gentle. You see Elle, her face twisted in pain, her eyes filled with sorrow. And you see Davide—his strength, his confidence, his love for you. The bond between you, the choice you made, becomes clearer, sharper. But with it comes the realization of all

Tasha opened her eyes, she sat on the bed and frowned her face, confused. "Where am I?" She scanned the room, and she was surprised to see herself in her room. "How did I end up here?" She troubled her head to recollect how she ended up in her room, but she remembered nothing. She tried to stand up, but she was too weak to stand up, and she took a deep breath. Malachi came, smiling, with a cup of tea in his hands. “You open your eyes already?”

Lyra stared at her. No. The Original Creator smiled. You still do not understand. Aiden did not choose me because he loved me. He chose me because he remembered me. She raised one hand. That memory is gone. Lyra looked at Aiden. His dark eyes remained fixed on her. He was still holding his power. She took one careful step forward. Aiden, you may not remember me. He said nothing. But I remember you. His fingers tightened. You remember lies. I remember your first cry.

Until she broke the silence. “Where did you go?” I never intended to leave you. I lost my memory in a car accident, and it only came back a few days ago, and I have spent the entire year since not knowing my own name, and I am so sorry, so unbearably sorry, that you had to sit here every single day without any idea whether your daughter was alive. That was the truth, the whole devastating shape of it, sitting right behind my teeth. But I didn’t say any of it.

That memory infiltrated Aura's mind uncontrollably. Aura's throat tightened. The memory intensified Aura's longing for Axel. Ahh! Aura felt like a wicked woman now! How could she think of Axel when Lionel was right in front of her? It was outrageous! Even Lionel was willing to make soup for her, not Axel! 'Wake up, Aura! Stop thinking about Axel!' But in vain, no matter how hard Aura scolded her brain, memories of Axel refused to leave. As if they were already etched in her mind. Patent, unmovable by anyone! Like a sturdy wall that cannot be knocked down!

"Who are you?" I AM THE FIRST MEMORY. Lorenzo raised his weapon. "Show yourself." The voice laughed. WE HAVE NO BODY. WE ARE MEMORY. WE ARE HISTORY. WE ARE YOU. Aria felt a cold sensation enter her mind. Images flashed. Wars. Burning cities. Ancient kings. Women screaming. Children running. Scientists. Laboratories. The images moved faster. Then she saw her father. Antonio. He was standing in this same underground city. Beside him was Gabriel.