Memory Of You Ao3 Novels & Stories

AUTHOR'S NOTE: One YEAR of being forgotten daily! But Aurora discovered something AMAZING! The bond builds DESPITE forgetting! Soul-memory transcends conscious memory! They love her faster each day! The torture is creating something the Absolute CAN'T manipulate - love that chooses daily without memory forcing it! Is this true transcendence? Or is Aurora just adapting to torture? Is she winning or just surviving differently?

my head spins, my memories are fractured, skipping through my fingers like ice water, i know the boy was him. I just can't remember everything, only the pain, and the promise. The anesthesia drags me under again. Fenir whispers one word in the dark of my mind. Mate. And I black out.

"I don't really know why. But I think that I'm not wrong. Maybe you're thinking that I'm weird because I thinking about it this way. For some reason, I think that I have met you once in my life. But maybe that was for a long time ago or it never happened. I don't really sure of this." Hikari was so shocked when he heard that from Aimi. Hikari sure got a memory of the past with Aimi. But they just didn't use to be close to what did they are now. Almost everyone that he knows has forgotten about him because of the effect of Quantum Memory. Hikari was thinking that maybe it was impossible that Aimi will remember him. So he says to Aimi that maybe was the other guy. Aimi didn't really think if s

"I've been receiving the feral period memories from the outside. From your side. And the bond warmth is consistent through all of them. You were always holding your end." I looked at her. "I know," I said. "It was the only thing I had." She nodded once, slowly, the nod of someone filing something correctly. "The third memory," she said. "You said three over four days." "Tomorrow, maybe. Grayson says they tend to cluster." "Tell me when it comes," she said. "I will." She looked at the laptop. Looked back at me. "Can I tell you something." "Yes."

She’s being aggressive about it, letting it hurt. “You bitch!” I shriek into a bright, white space now flooding my senses. “Cry about it,” she hums, and she digs deeper, yanking protected memories free. There is one I don’t want her to find. One I hold onto with so much force it’s threatening to split me into pieces. She realizes that I’m purposefully fighting against her magic for the sake of that one memory, that approximately sixty-second moment in time before Wren dragged me out of Fraser’s path when his body had twisted and folded into something so… so insanely right.

"You need to eat, Jun. David made bread. Real bread." Jun looked down at his hands. For a second, his fingers blurred, becoming a dozen translucent, overlapping images before snapping back into focus. "I try. But the matter... it doesn't want to stay inside me. I think the Mortality Infection is confused. It thinks I'm a memory that forgot to be deleted."

“I wonder if your mother would’ve changed her mind and named you something else if she would’ve known your name didn’t quite match your personality.” “It’s not my personality,” Memory corrected. “I just get... distracted. I can remember important things. Like people’s birthdays. And favorite colors. And recipes for snickerdoodle cookies—even if I don’t remember to take them out before they burn.” “Now that I’m glad you can remember,” Bryce agreed. “Well, I should get to work.” “What’s that?” Memory asked, noticing a flyer in his hand. The red and green trim looked similar to the one she’d seen blowing down the street earlier.

The Special Realm was dangerous, so carrying an unconscious person the whole time wasn't a great idea. "We are currently in a different zone from before. You were heavy injured when I found you in the volcanic area." Golden knew that Aizu was still confused as she had just woken up. He felt that she should remember all after he mentioned it to her. Aizu reacted at Golden's voice, although she was still confused. Then, as Golden expected, she remembered what had happened before. Aizu also remembered that when she was about to lose her consciousness, she thought that she had a hallucination in which Golden saved her.

Even though she couldn’t remember most of their memories together, Regina tended to repeat answers to conversations and reactions to situations, thus creating fresh memories. Owen could never forget the day when he finally acknowledged that Regina meant more to him than a pawn in his vengeance against women. Women who used men as a stepping stone for their advancement and gain. And because it was a pivotal moment, he remembered every detail during that most memorable day. “Do you want me to tell you what happens next—” he unbuckles his belt effortlessly and looks at her with a sly smile. “—or do you want me to show you?” “Show me, I’ll enjoy that better.” She grins and settles into the cushi

This was about something deeper. Something they couldn’t erase. Something they couldn’t program out of him. “Because even without his memories… his body still knew how to come back to me.” (Watch out for Chapter 235) 💬 Please add to your library | Drop your Comment/ Reviews | Your Gifts mean so much to me. Thank you, readers.