More Than Memories Novels & Stories

He turned toward her. “When imbalance reaches threshold, reality shifts.” “That’s impossible.” “Is it?” Silence. “You remember dying.” Her throat tightened. “Yes.” “You remember correcting.” “Yes.” “And you believe that makes you unique.” A pause. “It doesn’t.” Her heart pounded. “How many?” He tilted his head slightly. “How many what?” “How many cycles?” A soft exhale. “This isn’t the second.” The world narrowed. “How many?” “Enough.” Fragmented Memory Explained “Memory retention,” he continued calmly, “is a side effect.”

she called, waiting for him to look up and meet her gaze. “Which of your favours would I dare deny?” She said, her voice barely audible, filled with emotion. “From college till now, you’ve always been there for me, even when I’ve done nothing to repay you. You let me lean on you, cry on your shoulder... You carry my burdens alongside yours, even when yours are suffocating you.” As she spoke, memories of her past flooded back—the painful moments, the times Maxwell had been her rock. She recalled how he’d put up with her antics in college, sponsored half her med school tuition, and even landed her a job at the highest-paying hospital.

CHAPTER 19 OLIVIA O L I V I A Memories. Memories. Memories. I don't actually know if the memories I hold in my head are even real or just my imagination. Memories. Memories. Memories. I always envied people who have such wonderful memories to look back to and smile about when they get older. Memories. Memories. Memories. I dont think I could ever smile onto the memories I have left. Memories. Memories.

So, what can you do? "My enhancement name is Memories... I think that's self-explanatory." "Wait... last time I used you, I was seeing the future, and you told me you'd show tomorrow? How is that related to memories?" "I was only trying to show the memories of your future self. I concluded it was the most befitting choice." "Woah... That's convenient, but can I use 'memories' on others?" "Yes, but you have to touch their foreheads."

Mark said pretty much excited and before I could say no, he was out of sight, "Hmm" I sighed softly,I miss her, I missed her so much. If wishes were horses, if only wishes were horses. Hey guysssss!!! Chapter 18 is out! Yes.. I know it took me weeks to update but remember something, I did anyways lol😝😝 I sincerely apologise for the late update,I hope you keep believing in my writing,"Memories" is an amazing story, I hope you stay put in this journey of memories. Thanks y'all for the support and encouragement, thanks so much. Thanks for taking out your to read this story, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. Enjoy 😎😎 Don't forget to vote, comment and share. Thanks Xoxo

“Sally, what the hell?” “Leonore, let’s stop what we’re doing. I am afraid that I can’t do this with you anymore. “Sally you can’t do this to me. Sally, please… I love you…” Leonore dived back to consciousness after being drowned by the sudden recollection of her memories. She didn't expect that would feel so real. How can memories feel so alive? Leonore asked herself. From that throwback, she realized that the best thing about being alive is the ability to store memories. Yet in her part, she was indeed brought back to life, but she had no more relevant memories to make because Sally was the only thing that mattered to her. She was the only thing that made her human. Now that she's gone, L

“They are forgetting.” The words left my mouth slowly. Quietly. But they felt heavy, like stones falling into deep water. Kieran stared at me with confusion. His eyes searched my face as if he hoped I was wrong. “What do you mean they are forgetting?” he asked. His voice was low. Careful. I shook my head slowly. “I mean exactly what I said.” A pause stretched between us. Then I whispered, “Their memories are disappearing.” Kieran frowned. “That is impossible.”

Fifty years after the Battle of Sanctuary, a new threat emerged. Not war. Not invasion. Disease. “We are calling it the Memory Plague,” Dr. Kira Chen told the council. At one hundred and twenty years old, the chief medical officer had seen countless crises. But this one terrified her. “What does it do?” asked Ember, the current leader of Sanctuary. “It erases memories. Selectively. It targets identity, culture, and history. People wake up not knowing who they are or where they came from.”

I can't help but stare at myself in the mirror while brushing my teeth. What if I am indeed from Rema? Dissociative amnesia. I suffer from dissociative amnesia, so I can't recall my childhood memories. I didn't expect everything to be that complicated. I only want to find Shena, but right now... I'm at a loss on what to do initially.

TITLE Tainted Memories AUTHOR Honesty577 . This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author's imagination. . COPYRIGHT All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the written permission of the author except for use of quotations in a book review. If you want this book to be placed on your platform please see contact information on the author page. . DEDICATION This book is dedicated to my many loyal readers, my creator and my ancestors.