Pemeran The Haunted Memory Novels & Stories

"Ms. Hedge found the water source, Seraphina! How dare you steal her credit!" My boyfriend, Shawn Grayson, scolded me. So, it really was happening. I had been reborn, and Shawn was standing there, belittling me. "Ms. Hedge is special, Seraphina. You can't just steal her credit because you're jealous of her. You would've stolen her credit if she hadn't told us about the water first!" I couldn't care less about my soon-to-be ex-boyfriend's insults. My eyes were on Queenie Hedge. "How did you find out?"

He always make sure she had already placed the food on the dining table before he goes down to eat, that way they wouldn't be able to see each other. He had lost the one he loved and he was scared of history repeating itself. He is attracted to her, he knows that but he is scared. Scared of opening up, scared of being broken a second time. Cole clenched his fist, his teeth gritted, anger forming already. Alicia was right, he was a coward for not knowing how to protect his belove, so he doesn't fit to be a Damon king. Yep, he was and still is. Those painful memories he had spent I'm jail flooded his mind and the thought of his family dead all because of him niggered at him making him more ang

They really took their father’s entire face. The sight of him has awakened memories, so many memories which I struggled hard to forget. A wave of hurt washed over me as well, tugging at the strings in my chest. The sound of his voice tugged at something which I had long since locked away in the deepest part of my soul.

Now, the memory crystal laid the bloody truth bare before him. Sienna's face had gone pale as well. She clutched Lorcan's arm and frantically explained, "N-No… That's not what happened… I was there, too… I was just too scared…" Lorcan frowned. He looked at the bloody version of me in the memory, then at Arwen's ashen face. For the first time, doubt flickered in his eyes. Maverick stood up as well, looking utterly shell-shocked. "I-Is this real? Velda…"

"We're the Sullivans, and one of us might marry Summer someday. You’d better watch out, or you might lose your jobs!" I heard him and laughed, but I was really mad. "Acting all high and mighty in front of my hospital room? I don't even know you guys. Why would I marry any one of you?" Nelson ran up to me, trying to grab my hand, but I pulled away. His eyes were red, as if he had been crying a lot. "Summer, I talked to the doctor. He said you might have lost your memory because of the surgery. "It's okay. If you forgot us, we'll make new, happy memories together. It'll be our way of making things right, okay?"

He did not love her anyway. However, Harry felt an emptiness on the way back to the hospital. It was as if a large piece of his heart had been ripped out. His thoughts were a tangled mess, binding his mind and threatening to explode. He looked at the city, recalling many memories with Celine. The fragments of memory lingered in his mind like a thick fog, blurry yet incredibly clear. Hesitantly, Harry finally instructed his assistant, "Continue investigating Celine." Only after saying this did he seem to feel a little better.

The way he used to look at me like I was the only person in the room. But those memories didn’t feel warm anymore, they felt scary. Like glass digging under my skin. The boy I remembered didn’t exist anymore, Matteo Romenetti was no longer that boy. Now he was something else, a nightmare in human form. I finally took a deep breath. “Okay…” I whispered. “Let’s do it.” Kent sat up straighter. “Are you sure?” he asked, as if knowing there was a restraint. I nodded, even though my stomach twisted painfully. “I don’t want to keep running. If I have to face him, I’d rather do it on my terms.”

she said as she brought her hands closer to his lips. Memories flooded his head, more like deja vu moments, he brought her hand closer to his lips and blew on the scarred part of her skin, she whined at the strings from the wound “Ouch ouch..” he looked at her face as continued whining, to see a smirk on her face. The surge of anger filled him when he realized he was playing her games, “ get out” he dropped her hands and pointed to the door. “Why did you stop?” she said as she brought her hand back to his mouth waiting for him to blow her skin

⸻ The words were directed at Memory Ilyaan. “That was not supposed to happen.” ⸻ The Father froze. ⸻ Nox froze. ⸻ Azrael froze. ⸻ Because they understood something horrifying. 😨 ⸻ The Hunger already knew him. ⸻ 🌙 The Missing Memory Suddenly— Pain exploded inside Memory Ilyaan’s head. ⚡💥⚡ ⸻ A hidden memory surfaced. ⸻ Not from Orion. Not from the Dreamer. Not from the Original.