Plastic Memories

“Let's give this another shot. I promise I'll make this worthwhile, I'll make up for all the lost times…please.” He forgot her but his wolf never did. Lily was Darius’s fated mate, once but he rejected her due to issues none of them could ever be able to control. Then Darius lost his memories— erasing her completely. Lily was now a powerlifting servant in his palace until a forbidden touch on a forbidden night ignited all they'd lost but will love return or will fate make her suffer again?

Millianna convinced Sarah to marry Leon in her place since she didn't want to wed an illiterate man. Sarah was forced by her family to take Millianna's place to wed Leon. Leon is a wealthy man who was involved in a car accident, which caused him to lose his memories and became stupid. Sometime later, Leon regains his memory, but he still pretends to be a fool. Leon wants to find out the cause of the old accident. Who harmed Leon? And what does that person want? After Leon regains his memory, he begins a plan to take revenge on everyone who has harmed him.

YVES' fiancee lost all of her memories due to tragic history about her past. Even her, was having a hard time to accept her situation. She never expected that she would also forget the man she loves the most. For the past five years, Yves had been secretly looking at her from a far until he finally decided to meet her in person, with a desire to capture her heart all over again. A longing smile was plastered on his face as soon as he saw her. He unconsciously uttered those four words, with sixteen letters. “Honey, we meet again.”

I wanted a start over, somewhere quiet. That is why I agreed to move to a new town with mom. The haunting memories were too much to handle. I felt like I couldn't breathe anymore. Entry into a new home should be rewarding, refreshing even. But is It? Why does it feel like I've run into a place that has me question every noise, people and even my own dreams? Something lurks in the deep parts of the forest, it's calling my name- a summon. 'It's You!' That's what I heard. But I never realised that my very own existence, was what GRIPPED the secrets of the moon.

Humans had long forgotten the existence of dragons. The keeper of the Heart of Magic erased the memories of the monstrous flying beast in their minds and closed the portals so dragons could be isolated from the rest of humanity. Hundreds of years had passed and the existence of both creatures became vague in each other's mind. But with the demise of the Keeper and the passing of obligation to the heir came an opportunity for the two worlds to become interconnected once more. Amira, the new Keeper, had a mission. She needed to cross the mortal world to find the missing piece of the Heart of Magic. She must succeed before dragons and other creatures cause havoc across borders.

Ranie Oleen Nach, also known as NYX, is a master assassin who kills people without leaving a trace. One day, NYX was proclaimed dead without a trace, leaving three questions unanswered: when, why, and how did she die? Dhruv Ugo Mace is a former police officer who is haunted by the memories of his first love, Ranie Oleen Nach. Dhruv is still suspicious of her death as the evidence gathered was insufficient to declare her death as natural. But just as he was about to give up looking for her, a mysterious lady applied to be his secretary, and he sees his first love in the woman but believes it's impossible, but what if they're the same person?

To find the missing fake heiress, my family forced me to undergo a memory extraction. They were convinced that I had bullied her for the past three years and driven her to run away. I gave a bitter smile and let them continue. As the memories surfaced one after another, the truth became clear. I was the one who had been bullied all along. My parents, overcome with guilt, clutched my hands so tightly they nearly fainted. My brother’s eyes were bloodshot, his teeth grinding until he drew blood. In their arms, I looked up in confusion and asked softly, “Who are you?”

Fangs: Alpha King Book 1 Completed Fangs: Queen Luna Book 2 On-going Fangs: Tale of the Moon Goddess Book 3 Born as the revered and respected daughter of Alpha Lester Fangs, Zane grew more and more domineering and proud. She had thought that as the only daughter of the alpha, her father would pass the throne to her. But the sudden appearance of another woman, claiming to be her father’s child with his first love, became a problem. As the wedge between the two daughters grew, so as their hostility and the deep contrast of their characters shone. After running away from home, as her pack scorned for being mateless, she ran across rogues who attacked her which resulted to her desperate call for help. The Gods must have pitied her when someone came to her rescue. Before she could even thank the man, she had fainted. But one thing is for sure, she smelled her mate before losing consciousness. However, her luck ran out after she lost her memories and was forced to submit to this handsome young Lord who claimed to have saved her. As much as she was thankful, she felt conflicted after the man deliberately acts coquettish and ambiguous with her. How will she handle such temptation? Will she ever remember her memories? Who is this young Lord? *DISCLAIMER: this book contains (SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

Anastasia Kain and I were childhood sweethearts, but we resented each other for a lifetime. She blamed me for making decisions without her consent. I had awakened her memories and driven her first love to jump off a building. I blamed her for breaking her promise. She once swore she would love me forever, yet after losing her memory, she fell for someone else. We were married, but we lived like strangers who happened to share a roof. However, when I was diagnosed with ALS and the whole city urged her to divorce me, Anastasia carried me on her back and climbed 3,000 steps to reach a cathedral, praying day and night just for me to live a little longer. When the end finally came, she stayed beside my hospital bed all night, her forehead pressed gently against my cheek. In a trembling whisper, she said, "Mason, I've done everything I could for you in this life. If there's a next one, please don't make me remember again. Let me be with him." Tears slipped from the corners of my eyes. Only then did I realize I should never have chained her to me with the love we shared in our youth. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I first found Anastasia. This time, I chose to let her memories stay buried so that the girl I loved could run freely toward the man she had always wanted.

The housekeeper’s daughter, Selena Greene, deliberately chose to get married on the same day, at the same hotel as me. When our cars passed each other on the way to our weddings, she rolled down her window and asked to switch my bridal bouquet with hers. My bouquet, however, wasn’t just any bouquet. It was hand-carved from priceless jadeite by my grandfather himself—a one-of-a-kind heirloom and his blessing for my wedding day. “Trish,” she pleaded softly, “please. I’ve sacrificed so much for this wedding. I just want it to be perfect. I’ll give it back to you as soon as we get out of the cars.” My heart softened. Against my better judgment, I handed her my bouquet and took her cheap, plastic flowers instead. However, when we stepped out of our cars, she refused to return it. Worse still, during her ceremony, she tossed my jade bouquet onto the floor, shattering it into countless pieces. That bouquet had been my grandfather’s way of being present at my wedding. It was all I had left of him. Yet, in front of everyone, Selena put on an innocent act and accused me, “Who takes back a bouquet after a switch? A glass bouquet like this is all over online shopping platforms for ten bucks. I’ll just pay you back. Trish, you’ve made my life hard enough on normal days. Do you have to humiliate me on the most important day of my life, too?” Furious, I confronted her, but she ducked behind my fiancé and my brother, wiping at her eyes like the victim. My fiancé immediately went to comfort her, leaving me standing alone at the ceremony, humiliated and ridiculed by everyone. My brother, too, called me cruel and heartless. He cut me off financially and threw me out of the family home. Selena’s husband, having quickly risen to success with the help of powerful backers, unleashed his relentless revenge on the now penniless and alone me. In the dead of winter, hired thugs found me and brutalized me to death. And Selena? She became their princess, adored by all three of them. I sank into darkness, full of rage and regret. However, when I opened my eyes again, I was transported back to the day of the wedding.