R5 I Can't Forget About You Novels & Stories

"Ruby. I'm going to head home. I want to make sure she is okay. Leon can take you after the gala ends, okay?" I'm losing my mind. "I understand," I utter. I don't. How? How can you forget you have the remote to the thing jammed up my ass? How can you forget the liquid you applied inside me? How could you forget the speed at which it is vibrating? What am I asking... Of course, I know how. Mate. That's it. Mate.

"Please, Leslie. You can hit me and curse at me all you want. Can we go back to how we were before and live a good life together?" She pressed her forehead into the muddy ground, lowering herself into the dust. "Please… Don't leave me…" Her tears fell onto the ground, spreading into small patches of pewter. I didn't lash out at her or help her up. I simply pulled over a dirty rag from the side and slowly wiped the engine oil from my hands. "You're mistaking me for the wrong person, Ms. Stone. We're already divorced," I said, looking at her from above. My voice was calm, without a trace of emotion, as if I were talking to a stranger.

My husband Charles always had selective amnesia. Anything that had to do with me, he would forget, then promise he'd make it up next time. On my thirtieth birthday, I prepared an elaborate dinner at home and waited for him and our family to come celebrate. But the hour came and went, and no one showed up. Burning with a high fever, I went out to look for Charles and called everyone else. Isabella's voice was warm with laughter. "Charles is here with me picking out your birthday present. We'll be back soon." My best friend said, "Traffic is awful. I ran into Charles on the way, so we're heading over together." Even my own brother told me, "I ran into an old friend with Charles on the road and

"You forgot my face. You forgot my name. You forgot that night. You forgot everything that happened, everything we were, everything we could have been. You forgot. You chose to forget. Because it was easier. Because it was safer. Because it was all you knew how to do. Forget. Run. Start over somewhere else. Start over with nothing. Start over with no one. Start over as if nothing had ever existed, as if no one had ever existed, as if I had never existed." I want to tell him he's wrong. I want to tell him I didn't forget. That I never forgot. That I thought of him every day, every night, every time I looked at my children, every time I saw their blond hair, their light eyes, the way they laug

She forced me into the only escape route, leaving herself behind. As her voice gradually faded into the rubble, her final words to me were, "We're even now. I owe you nothing." I knew she had done all that just to make amends for forgetting me and falling for someone else, not because she still loved me. Tamping down the bitterness welling up in my chest, I uttered softly, "There's no going back for Eleanor and me." In this life, I would never repeat that mistake. Leaving the Ashby residence, I headed to the village clinic to find Dylan.

Julian shut his dorm room door firmly before slamming his backpack onto the floor. Frustration, anger, and disappointment swirled inside him all at once. The scene of Elena Castillo staring at him with eyes as cold as ice, ruthlessly hurling their memory stone into the pond, kept playing in his head like a broken record. "Damn it!" Julian muttered under his breath, gripping his own hair in frustration.

"You and him are not together anymore. I'm the one you're with now. Y-You can learn to love me. It's not impossible. All we need is time. With time, you'll forget about him and love me. I'm sure of it. Don't break up with me Ryuho. Don't leave me" Ryu immediately scowled. Forget Aito? Impossible! He peeled Nori away from his body and pinned him with a glare so fierce it made Nori pale with fright. "Forget Aito?" Ryu asked, his voice curt and cold. "Aito is someone I can never forget. In this lifetime or the next, he will always own my heart. Get that into your brain and never speak such ominous words again if you do not want to incur my wrath. Instead of staying with me, hoping my feelings w

Two Months Later ****************************** Sirichai Thanawat involuntarily smiled as he read the email from his latest client detailing a request. If it was any other time or situation, the young man would have decided to flat out reject the request or ask someone else to take care of it. However, with his situation right now, Siri saw the perfect opportunity and so he replied back accepting the request. He dumped back on his chair and enjoyed the happiness that was bubbling in his chest right now.

Getting onto the boat he again stood looking at Rick. “What the hell are you looking at?” Rick asked openly irritated. “I have a question. Try to be honest.” Aaron starts sorting the fishing nets. “What,” “What is your dream work?” “What the hell do you mean? Why are you different today?” Rick glares at him. “My memory is back. Since your mother was kind to me, I want to do you a favor, right here and now.” Aaron finally stood to look at the other man. “Are you serious?” Rick asked in disbelief.

But when it comes to my heart and body I can decide who can come near it from now on. Staring at my friend and her Mate, I give her a reassuring smile even though I feel uncertainty in my heart. I know Grace only wants to see me happy and honestly, I forgot what being happy feels like. I think it is time I find what makes me happy starting by giving up the things that don’t. With my resolve made, I squeeze Grace’s hand, my smile growing wider as I look into her eyes ready to give her my answer. “Yes. No matter what, I am giving up on Riker Wraith for good.”