Remember Me Novels & Stories

Not really. “You shouldn’t be here,” he said the moment he saw me. “Then why haven’t you locked your door?” I snapped, shoving the flash drive into his palm. “I need to know if it’s real.” He stared at it for a long time. Then sighed. “I warned you both,” he said. “Back then. Memory tampering comes at a cost.” “I don’t care. I want it back.” He narrowed his eyes. “Are you ready to remember everything?”

Don't be stupid—" But before he could finish his little speech, Michael's voice boomed from the stage. He said slowly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, "Actually, I already knew Aurora was at that party." The whole room froze. Audrey, my parents, and even I were stunned. Wait. Did that mean he remembered me that night? Even under the influence of the drug? My chest tightened as a bad feeling prickled at me. Audrey, though, thought Michael was finally speaking in her defense. Her chin lifted high again, her voice smug and loud.

Now I'm in a place where I will be reminded of who I was every single day. ~~~ don't forget to add to your library! ✿

Anderson woke up at five in the morning even though he slept at two. The funny thing is, it's not Lana's memories that kept him awake. It was the memory of his eyes. Those blue orbs seem to suck him into the depths of the ocean. He couldn't shake the feeling like his eyes are hypnotizing him. And no matter how much he tried to forget about Kit Solomon, Anderson couldn't. "Is that him?" Anderson asked himself when he saw a guy walking on the shore. He decided to approach him. And he was right. It was Kit. "Hey," Anderson greeted Kit with a smile.

Robert appeared now "Are you okay?" Robert asked "No" I sniffed as I sat up properly on the bench "I'm not okay, Robert, far from it, I'm dying" I said seriously, to which both men furrowed their eyebrows confused "my memories, I mean, they're dying, I don't remember my birthday, I don't remember my parents birthday, but Annabelles family? I remember everything" I was full on crying now "I can't remember my best friends name, the name of my first crush is a mystery, Annabelles memories are taking over, and the only way to fix this is to kill Thomas, and I can't just kill a man, no matter how angry he makes me" I sounded defeated

“I hope that you remember these words one day” “I will remember because I keep to my word” “We will see about that soon enough, Alpha Darius.”

Desperate may it seem but I don't care anymore. He pinned his fascinating blue eyes on mine with full loving sincerity. He gently caressed my cheek before releasing his heart melting smile. "Can you do me a favor?" he started, I nodded in response. "Remember Me, Aly. Please don't forget me ever again," he continued. I wrapped my arms on his torso, lightly tapping it. "I already remembered you, My Blake and I will never forget you ever again," I replied and chuckled when he coughed. He might feel a butterfly on his stomach. Really cute.

"From now on, I, Malachi, is your personal chef," "No matter where I am or how busy I am, I will run to you once you ask for food." She looked at her and smiled. "You are weird. How can you make that promise?" "Why can't I make such a promise?" He queried. "Are you sure you can always fulfill it?" She asked. "Yes. I promised and I know I will always fulfill it," he confirmed. "It’s just left to you to keep yours, too. Will you?" She nodded. "Yes. I promise."

Telling myself I was protecting her by understanding? The most disturbing thought isn’t that someone might have been tracking me. It’s that at some point, I cooperated. Not knowingly. Not maliciously. But systematically. I scroll down. One last email. The date is recent. Much more recent than the others. The subject line makes my chest tighten. Subject: Update — memory recall event (urgent) I don’t remember writing this. I open it. The email is short. Too short. She remembered something today. White room. Lights. Voices. This is new. Advise next steps.

My thought suddenly gravitated to Adam, wondering what he was doing in his office if he was even in this house. 'Hey, where are you?' I asked through Mindlink drawing the connection I have with him and speaking into it. It was getting easier day by day as I got myself used to it. It was just like a speed dial the more connected or closer you are to people, the easier it is to mindlink them. Adam said something about creating a mindlinked group where you can talk to more than one or two persons but I still haven't gotten to that level only because he hasn't taught me yet. I am going to tell him to do that one of these days.