Once Loved Now Forgotten Novels & Stories

"I always knew you’re a bad drinker, but I didn’t realize you lose your memory afterwards. Is this something new?" Lose memory? What’s she talking about? I frowned beneath the pillow and then, slowly, it started coming back. And the first thing that hit me back what Clyde’s words; “Charlotte Harper is no one significant.” My fingers curled into the pillow, nails digging into the fabric as anger surged through me once again. Then the rest flow freely afterwards. I remember how I left the party, how I called Lucy and we went for drinks. I remembered talking about Clyde. About how he had looked at me that evening which is much admiration, not knowing I was the very wife he’d spent years despisi

"We're just the witnesses." The "End" brought a romance that was stripped of every artifice we had ever worn. In the 150th chapter, our love was no longer a rebellion, an anchor, or a pact. It was a Sanctuary. We were the only two people left in the universe who remembered the smell of the cellar and the heat of the first starlight-iron. That shared memory was a bridge that no entropy could collapse.

Everyone was speechless, and nobody said another word. "Sophia, I just made a little mistake. I promise I'll be better from now on. You're the only woman I've ever loved," Charles pleaded. "Really?" I said with a bitter laugh, turning toward the door just as Brandon walked in with Julia. Julia's eyes were red with tears as she stammered, "C-Charles, you told me I was the only one you loved." Charles quickly tried to push Julia away. "I'm sorry. It wasn't until I lost Sophia that I realized she's the one I love. I'll make it up to you."

The watch had since become a token of our love, and he never took it off aside from bath and bed. And yet, it was now in another woman's photo… Taking a deep breath, I put mine in a drawer. - Duke didn't return that night, so I went alone to the venue the next morning. I booked the place six months ago for the marking ceremony, but now, I'm here to cancel it. Still, I ran into Diana there—our neighbor, and a mate of one of Duke's sentries. Seeing me, she came over and took my hands, congratulating me endlessly before saying, "Oh, and I just saw Duke buying a car trunk full of champagne roses, and now I ran into you here! The marking ceremony is soon, I take it?"

We sat in silence, finishing our drinks as I closed the laptop. Leaning my head back, I closed my eyes. Stacy was right about one thing. After looking at these, even if I never got my memories back, this fundamentally changed me. The path going forward for my life was now altered. I could never go back. Not after seeing these. Knowing what I had and what I lost, I never wanted to love again. Everything would pale. Even Adrian was struggling with the concept of it.

I had never felt something like this before Life had always kept me at peace You came and opened the doors of pain And gifted me with solitude Your poison tainted my heart Leaving it in complete darkness And instead of forgetting you I ended up loving you even more And now you're here Watching me suffer Tell me, how should I go about forgetting Your kisses and erasing you forever From myself From myself From myself From myself I knew it the moment I saw you Loving you was going to hurt me deeply

The tears finally dropped and Thalia faced the table, not wanting to show her tears. Gently, he raised a hand, hesitant but determined. His fingertips brushed her face, wiping away the tears. Thalia closed her eyes, leaning into his touch, feeling the warmth of his palm against her cool skin. His other hand cupped her cheek, his thumb tracing soothing circles. "You don't have to talk more about it if it's too hard for you." Thalia nodded, attempting a smile amidst her mental breakdown. This was the first time since she came to this new world that she thought about her uncle, her trauma, and her mom.

No sound of traffic, no distant hum of technology, nothing but a stillness that made her feel like she was walking through a forgotten graveyard. She looked around, her heart beating faster as the realization sank in: this was **Nyxterra**. The place she had only heard whispered rumors about, a world where lost memories supposedly went to die. It was said that those who wandered too far into the shadows of Nyxterra rarely came back. The city itself was a labyrinth of half-formed structures, their outlines blurred as though they were fading in and out of existence, forgotten by time and memory.

“In my opinion, now that you know everything, you should be relieved that you know where you stand and that would help you plan your future.” “I have felt so lost when I found out that I was abandoned in the past. But I think it is best that we know the real truth about our lives even if it is hurting us rather than stay obliviously peaceful in a false notion of happiness.” Princess Aria retrieves her hands from Caspian’s grasp and places them on Caspian’s cheeks. Both are still gazing at each other’s eyes, green to green. Without a warning, the Princess pinches both sides of the ranger’s cheeks so hard then laughs out loud with amusement.