Memórias Novels & Stories

But wait there's more, why does my memory was coming back one by one, I feel my body, and there's a new power inside of me,

Lark Oz explained which made the crowd shock and overjoyed. Their blood boiled from excitement to have a chance to grasp the Memorization Enhance Pill. The pill is important to every cultivator just like the Recovery Pills. Since the pill could enhance their memory and they could advance fast if they could memorize the steps fast. The Memorization Enhance Pill is a heaven for them.

**** ~ 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.

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."

He couldn't. Hope surged through my veins as I hurriedly picked up the second bottle and turned it to read its label. Remembro. And, that's was when all that was glued back together with hope. Shattered all over again. Pieces of me laid there on the floor. Shattered. Tears brimming in the corner of my eyes, making them shine. Remembro is an illegal drug in Eleneas. It is used to damage the memory power of a person making them unable to remembering things.

Here's to the ones that we got Cheers to the wish you were here but you're not 'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories Of everything we've been through His hands moved to the aux cord connecting his phone to his car to unplug but hesitated to discern the lyrics. Toast to the ones here today Toast to the ones that we lost on the way 'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories And the memories bring back, memories bring back you "Vroom...." Turning to park at his very own reserved spot, the engine gave a dying sound.

"The first ground carries seven thread origins." "A seventh expression," I said. "That we have not identified," she said. "Or have not found the wolf who carries it," Marcus said. The room was quiet again. "The synthesis document," I said. "The complete function's self knowledge. Seven expressions not six." "Yes," Aurelie said. "I believe so." She paused. "The seventh expression is described in the records as the function's." She searched for the translation's English equivalent. "The function's memory expression." She paused. "Not Marcus's volatile accumulation in the transition zone. Something different." She paused. "The specific expression that allows the function to remember across inte

Make Adrian look like the man who abandoned his amnesiac wife for his first love. If I played the “I don’t remember you” card perfectly, he would have to respond. He would have to come see me. He would have to explain. And maybe — just maybe — in trying to remind me, he would remember how much he once loved me. I got into the car and immediately started drafting the post in my notes app. Something soft. Vulnerable. “Some memories still feel like dreams… some faces still feel like strangers…” Yes. This could work. This could hurt him enough to make him come back.

"Because once the memory extractor starts, the high-frequency pulses will make every bone in your body feel like it has been crushed a thousand times over. After that, you will not get another chance to explain yourself." My face went white. I thrashed against the hands holding me. "Claire, no! "You cannot extract my memories!" Claire seized my wrist, her teeth clenched. "Now you're afraid? "Too bad. "I have to get justice for Lily." Tears blurred my vision. "Claire, please listen to me. My memories cannot be shown. You will regret this." Claire laughed once, sharp and bitter. Her eyes were bloodshot when she leaned closer. "Regret?

Chapter V: Memories It was a little blurry and muddled but Ren was sure it was a tiny memory of long back then. It was from one of his adventures as a rebellious child, he’s small though. He likes to escape and sneaks out of the house whenever the babysitter has fallen asleep, but Ren is a good little kid you see, he always makes sure to be back before they notice he’s missing. It was near winter, the remnants of autumn season was slowly fading and the wind began to get more chilly in the morning and every night. Although not cold enough to puff a smoke when talking.