Memory Of You Ao3 Novels & Stories

"I-Is this real? Velda…" I was losing strength. The stabbing pain in my head came in waves, each stronger than the last. I could feel my wolf mourning and slowly weakening, but the memory crystal would not stop there. It would keep draining my life until it'd played every core memory tied to the three werewolves or until I died. … The memory crystal flashed again and began to extract the second memory. This time, the light was focused on Lorcan on the tribune. His heart sank as a cold, ominous dread washed over him.

Lottie POV As Kane's lips met mine, a deluge of memories came crashing back, each one sharp and vivid, engulfing me with a sense of overwhelming familiarity and deep emotion. I remembered everything—the painstaking plan I had agreed to with Astaroth to keep my pups safe. My memories were to be wiped clean unless I was alone with my mates. For months, the opportunity had never presented itself, and the absence of these memories had left a hollow space inside me.

The air was thick with anticipation, as if the walls themselves held countless untold stories. I approached the reception desk, where a young woman with piercing blue eyes and an enigmatic smile greeted me. Her name tag read "Lena." "Welcome to Memoria," she said, her voice soft yet confident. "How may I assist you today?" "I... I've heard that you can erase memories," I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. "Is it true?" Lena nodded, her gaze unwavering. "Yes, it's true. Memoria specializes in memory alteration. We help individuals who seek to escape the pain of their past, to start anew."

remembering his kisses, his I love yous, his every moment, my heart broke inside and for the last time I murmured before I lose every memory of his. “I love you Aaron! To the moon and back.” As I said those words I felt the little one going away, breaking my heart further, I truly closed my eyes and remembered both of them and felt my memories fleeting. I didn’t know what happened after that but the next time I opened my eyes it was too a white clean room. Frowning I looked around and gasped.

I had felt like a monster, a creature who didn't deserve the title of Alpha or Mate. But here was a Gatekeeper of the ancient world, demanding proof that I wasn't just a hollow shell. It wanted proof that I was capable of love. I could show them. I could give them a memory, and Remy would see. She would know that despite the spell, despite the darkness, the truth lived in my heart. I closed my eyes. I reached into the archives of my mind, searching for the brightest, most undeniable memory I possessed. The Meadow. I pulled it forward.

It showed a memory. White containment facility. Aurora behind glass. Alive. Controlled. And beside her,Alexander. Not as he is now. Younger. Conditioned. Linked. Aurora’s voice broke. “That’s not possible.” MEMORY SEQUENCE UNLOCKED Victor’s voice came through, distant. “Aurora what are you seeing?” She didn’t answer. Because the memory-version of her turned slightly and spoke into nothing: “When I wake up… don’t let me remember him first.”

I pulled off to crack the ice of silence building between us. “I have a syndrome opposite to Alyana. These notes are my memories since birth. And if you're wondering about the medicines that I took, they are medicines that help me extend the memories that I have for another 24 hours, it aids me enough time to write or type them all. This compilation is of my memories, this one is of important details which include the crimes and curiosity that I can’t even remember up to now. I have a severely deficient autobiographical memory. It sucks,” we remained silent for another minute, then, she pressed a button behind the picture frame hung on the wall, and an about one meter by one-meter piece of t

Only consumption. Let him in. The thought is horrifying. Suicidal. Necessary. I don’t fight the breach. I open the door. Not to the prison. To the memory . The deepest vault. Not of pain. Of before . Sunlight through oak leaves. His laugh. Rough hands gentle on my skin. The smell of earth and him. Love. I wrap the psychic invitation in it. Like poisonous honey. Remember? Remember us?

"So you are thinking about me!" "You're constantly on my damn mind," he growled, sounding almost pained. "I can't escape you, no matter what I do. Your image is seared into my brain, printed on the backs of my eyelids. Our memories haunt me, stealing me away from myself at every turn." He exhaled heavily, as if suddenly overwhelmed. "Not even burying myself in work can fill the void you left inside me when you walked away."

Aishikata saemo kimi no nioi ga shita Arukikata saemo sono waraigoe ga shita Itsuka kiete nakunaru kimi no subete wo Kono me ni yakitsuketeoku koto ha Mou kenri nanka jyanai Gimu da to omounda (Even the way I loved the smell of you Even the way I walked carried the sound of your laughter Faced with the fact that you'll eventually disappear I have no choice but to burn your existence into my memory, with these two eyes It is not a right that I'm due I feel that it's my duty)