Past Lives Couldn't Ever Hold Me Novels & Stories

she asked, placing her hand on mine, I lowered my head and tried to not cry again. "I got fired..." I said and waited for her to say something but she didn't, she urged me to go on. "I just don't know what my life wants from me... Whenever I think that everything is going good... something pops up making everything I built crumble down to earth," tears rolled down my cheek. "I just want to live a normal life but... my past always drags me back, always!" I glanced at her and saw her listening to me curiously. "I still remember every single thing that happened in my past and it kills me every time when I do," tears were falling down on my lap making my top wet.

It's almost worse than losing him, remembering that maybe I never really had him at all. I'm living the hell of my other life in my head, memory pressing down on me. The Goddess gave me this chance, but what am I supposed to do with it when I can't forgive myself? All the things I did wrong linger like old wounds. I know I have to let go, forgive, and move on, but most days the guilt is heavier than the air I breathe. I wish I could ask someone how to start over when part of you is still trapped in the past.

It did nothing to slow my racing heart, but there was no going back now. “Lucas, there’s something I need to tell you. I already lived this before. I died and came back, years younger, and now I need to stop all of the bad things that happened in my past life from happening in this one.”

Brielle's POV What I was afraid of has become a reality. The wheels of fate are in motion. Everything started with me and I have to end it. Having lived through this before, I don't want to live through it again. The memory of Blake dying invades my mind. The pain and sorrow I felt that day, I can still feel it. This is a curse. I now understand why people can't remember their past lives.Tge tragedies of the past could make the future unpleasant.

No one was to be blamed for her, but fate, which petted us together again in this lifetime. “Let’s just end this cruel relationship. It only brought us pain. I'm sorry you had to wait for me, because of my promise, but that’s in the past”. I said gently to him. “No… I don't want to. If he hadn’t entered the cave you wouldn’t have-”. “...but we can’t change the past. It’s a lost cause”. I muttered, wishing nothing, but for his understanding. “Over my dead body will allow…”.

And we can't change it. Yes, I acknowledge that I fell in love with him and I wanted to be with him for a long time. But I also know that no matter how much I try, I can't have him. Our fate is different. I don't know why I came back in the past. For what? But I must say it has given me a chance to be with him. It has made my life beautiful. This life has given me so many beautiful memories that I can never get enough.

Would he celebrate even if it was in silence, or did he already dread the day like I have been for the entire year? I sighed as I slowly walked into the woods towards the familiar oak tree that stood in the middle of the open field. It held so many good memories for me, beautiful memories I would give anything to relive again, but they were too painful for me to even imagine. I shook my head to clear my thoughts. I shouldn’t be doing this, I shouldn’t be thinking about what I had, and what I could have had. My mother always told me, ‘never live in the past; the past is better off left in the past. Let go of what you cannot change, and move on; something better will come up in the future, and

Tears flood my vision as I ask, “How can I be? My mates killed me in my past life, they murdered my best friend, they nonstop argued!” He squeezes his forehead as he says, “I understand you had apprehensions about accepting us again. I get it, I do. That’s why I didn’t get mad when you ran away immediately after you turned 18. But this attitude you’re constantly having… it’s so… not you.” “In my last life I was scared to speak up for myself. I didn’t know how to. I was constantly bulldozed over you and Maddox and-” My sentence comes to an abrupt stop because… Maddox.

Etta asked, fearful of what she might hear next. "No. My aunt and uncle on my fathers side live with another pack across country and my mothers brother was also killed during the rebellion. Once Beta James became Alpha he took me in. He was my fathers most trusted advisor and friend, I had no reason to doubt that he would care for me." Annalise closed her eyes as she thought back to her childhood.

I admit. "You have been healing beautifully. I wonder myself sometimes what it would be like to speak to my father again. Would he be proud of me? What would he think of you? What advice would he give now? But, I know that he is gone and I have no way of hearing him again except in old videos. I used to watch those videos almost every day but then I realized that my mood each day was terrible and I was unable to control my temper. I was living in the past instead of embracing each day. While I still look back on them sometimes as memories, I cannot do it too often or else I slide back into that. It is not somewhere I want to be. I want to be here, now. Making new memories that I will want to