Memory Of You Ao3 Novels & Stories

"Yes. She faced the same fate as you are about to now. There is no way to save your mate, and the only way is to give and take. You either suffer the loss of your mate or you take what I have offered you." "But…" I argued, sighing deeply. "I can't do without my mate. I truly love him, and I don't think I would be happy if he doesn't remember me anymore." Kao smiled at me. "You won't be the only one who forgets him. Everyone around you will also lose memories of him except you." He continued with more unfortunate news. "The memories are a reminder that you chose to take from the in-between. Every full moon, you will experience pain as the memories rush into your head. The agony will make you

“You can’t destroy the core, Luna. It is your memory. Your pain. Your love. To kill it is to erase yourself.” My chest tightened. “Then what do you want from me?” “To remember.” Suddenly the room exploded with light. Images flooded my mind—memories I didn’t know existed. My mother whispering something I couldn’t hear. The lab before it burned. Alexander’s hand reaching out through glass. The first time I was connected to the system. I saw everything again, all the choices that led here, all the moments I tried to forget. I stumbled backward, gasping. “It’s showing me everything.”

And yet, now, only this void remains, this absence that devours me from within. I turn around and see the bed, now too big, too empty. The memories flood back, uncontrollable. The first time they woke me, their hands on my skin, their lips on mine. The second time, more intense, more passionate, as if we were trying to melt into each other. And the third time, almost desperate, as if we knew morning would ruin everything. I close my eyes, trying to hold onto those moments, to keep them alive within me, but they slip away, like sand through my fingers.

Closing my eyes, her image formed vividly in my mind, triggering a physical reaction in me. As my memory recreated her presence, I felt an undeniable arousal taking hold. The need for release coursed through me, demanding attention. Succumbing to my body's urging, I complied. Eyes shut, I sought to relive that fateful night with Serena. Each detail came rushing back—the contours of her smile, the melody of her voice, the subtle touches she shared. Slowly, my surroundings faded, and I found myself naked atop my bed. My imagination led me through the journey of holding her close, tracing the map of her skin until the memory took a more intimate turn.

I was just a thought, a sentence that had been started but never finished. *Is this death?* I wondered. *Or am I just 'Deleted'?* Then, a voice spoke. It wasn't loud, and it wasn't corporate. it was a single, human voice, echoing in the dark. "I remember," the voice said. It was Sam. "I remember the girl in the mud. I remember the boy with the violet eyes. I remember the Librarian and the Knight." As he spoke, a spark appeared. It wasn't a gold spark of "Magic." It was the dull, steady light of a **Memory**.

Vents in the ceiling hissed, releasing a thick, sweet-smelling gas. I looked at Lorenzo. He looked back at me, his jaw set, his hand reaching for mine. This was the moment he usually died. This was the moment I usually lost him. "Not this time," I said. I reached into the holographic display, my fingers dancing across the code. I wasn't reading it; I was rewriting it. My "Blood Memory" wasn't just about combat—it was about the very architecture of the system that built me. "We’re being reset," I whispered, looking directly into the camera lens, knowing Silas could see the blue fire in my eyes. "But this time, I’m the one holding the remote."

"Anya, I'm allergic to milk. Don't you remember?" I froze, then said, "Oh, really? Sorry, I forgot. Lately, I seem to have trouble remembering things about you. What's going on? Why did we get together in the first place? It's very strange. Why am I only forgetting things about you?" Fabian's expression grew darker as I spoke, showing signs that he might explode.

October 23, 2019 Baguio City, Philippines Oblivious, Thera brought her right hand across her left chest. She was almost there. There were still a lot of memories that were trying to break free from her mind but it felt like her brain will explode if she would force herself to remember.

**** ~ Flashback ~ Before heading to the library, Evelina and Rissa are on their way to the opposite end of the class to the library. Evelina walks and she stops from her path, she just remembers that there was something she forgot. Seeing Evelina's reaction stop, Rissa asks her. "Eve, what's wrong? Is there anything you left in the classroom?" "No, I forgot something. That actually, I wanted to return the book in the library," she replied.

He brought his lips to mine and gently kissed me. “Once we are done with this I will erase your memories.” The neuroscientist stated confidently. Lucas pulled back with eyes that looked smothered. “Why do I have to do this if I won’t remember anyway?” I whispered breathlessly. A small smirk formed on Lucas’s face as he stepped back. The device was put on my face as I was distracted and I could do nothing as the pictures of Lucas and myself slowly shuffled though the never ending loop “You may not remember your past but that means nothing if you are madly in love with Lucas.” He stated lowly. “But I won’t remember him, so I won’t love him.” I mumbled in frustration.