Naruto Forgotten Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I let her go and spent the coming years watching and enjoying what her time with me did to her. There was no light in her eyes, no flames in the words she spoke and no one seemed to give a shit…i found it funny and fulfilling, she stayed silent about it like it was a bad dream and i enjoyed watching her crumbled state trying to navigate through her pathetic existence. But she forgot me. She forgot everything, the light was back in her eyes and that bastard she married…i noticed how he looked at her, how the look in his eyes changed when she lost her memories.

This thought had been running through his mind since his father told him precisely about the family. This is his right that should be rightfully passed down to Hinata and not some jerk, he murmured. Nagato used the pinches to bite kai's fingers little by little savoring the sound of his groaning screams. He turned at glance at Kira saying it was her turn next.

Sounds of wet flesh clapping filled the bath , luckily they didn’t even care, they were here so late no one was around Hinata had cum Atleast twice and her womb was filled with sasuke 3rd orgasm , he pulled out and made a finger motion to Sakura to come Hina crawled over to Naruto, placing her mouth over his dripping manhood, substances a mix of Naruto orgasms and Sakura, and it tasted amazing, she bobbed her head up and down his slick long cock, he grabbed a fist full of her hair and held it in place before ,fucking her face ruthlessly, he expected her to tap out but she didn’t.

I sank into Kane's arms, a smirk tugging at the corner of my mouth where no one would see. Of course, I knew what Mnemowort could do. It would be excruciating, but there was a good chance it would bring back his memory. I couldn't let that happen, not yet. Not until my game was over.

“DAMN!” Nate slam his fist onto the table near him the moment he landed inside the club room. Frustrated and felt like he is stupid enough to not notice a single thing up until right now. But with the fact that his memories from the past loops are just recently unlocked, Haruna’s identity isn’t that clear from the last sixth loop. “Stupid! Just stupid.”

She did not remember them — only their residue: warmth that was not the body's own, a fullness, the quality of having been somewhere she wanted to be. Three mornings in a row. The third she got up immediately, made the coffee, left the mug on the study landing, and was in the garden by six forty-five, hands in cold soil, wolf humming quietly in the background. In pack lore this was documented: the mate-bond dreams that came before a bond was formally accepted. The soul rehearsing something the mind had not yet decided. She filed this. On day thirty-six she realised she had been humming without noticing. You are going to have to talk to him eventually.

Adrian's younger brother, his younger brother who was my age, went to his house to take a shower, I decided to go back home seeing that it was late already. But Adrian pulled me to his room, he pushed me on the bed which later earned me a scar. I said no multiple times, he only smiled more, I tried fighting but I wasn't strong enough, I couldn't even cry, I was just in shock that this was all happening to me just stayed there frozen and numb. After a few minutes he was done with me, he ruined me, physically and mentally. He was the first one to leave, leaving me covered in blood and my clothes in shreds. I somehow walked home, my mother was in the kitchen, I ran to the bathroom. Sat there f

My grip loosened from Akira and I fell to the ground, and fell unconscious. TBC.... Holy Shit !! Guys who can guess what Niran is up to?? I love y'all 😍

"I forgot about the effects of being turned. You'll experience memory loss temporarily, but you'll regain your memories as soon as you completely heal." "Aria, what have you done?" I hear Narcissa's voice crack. I turn around and see her crying blood. Her eyes are completely black with cracks on her head and body that emit a golden glow. Silver flows out of those cracks. It startles me as she vanishes. "No!" I gasp as I fall off the bed. I pant heavily as Narcissa's image is etched into my mind. "What happened?" The man quickly pulls me up, but I am still staring at the corner where Narcissa was. My friend, Narcissa, loves to play pranks, but this one sends shivers down my spine and I almost

The love of her life had become nothing but a stranger, lost in the depths of her memory. “We’re almost home,” I whisper, my eyes fixed on her delicate features, searching for a glimmer of recognition or a flicker of familiarity. The soft glow of the setting sun casts a warm golden hue on her face, contrasting with the worry etched in her furrowed brows. As she offers me a tender smile, her fingers nervously dance upon her lap, their restless movements betraying the disarray within her mind. I bite down on my lips, suppressing the surge of frustration that threatens to consume me, for I know I can’t fault her for forgetting, no matter how much it pierces my heart.