Novel & Cerita Seared Into My Brain

I was trapped within my mind, walled behind bars that I did not know how to break down. There was a time whenever something would have flashed-an image, a word, a sound-and it would trigger something in my brain. But it would be gone in an instant, like smoke through the fingers of my hand. I'd try and hold onto it, trace the thread back to who I had been, but it would disappear before I made any sense of it. The more this happened, the deeper a sense of loss was etched into my being-like chasing something I would never find.

He's fragile. He's ending. So easy. No-no, I told myself. Not my Aiden. Not like this. But Sebastian's words... He's the perfect target. He's fragile. He's... ending. They carved themselves into me like a brand, searing through my ribs, echoing in the hollows of my chest. Even now, standing alone in the hush of the front porch, I could still feel his presence like a splinter in my skin. Gone-but not really. Not ever.

Ann choked, pulling me closer. “Wait, information transfer, what do you …” I had barely made a statement before Ann's finger pierced through my skull. The sudden influx of knowledge threatened to rip my brain apart. It actually did. My brain ripped apart and continuously repaired itself. The knowledge flowed through me like the blood flowed out of me. Knowledge. Scenes. Secrets. The information was too much. Too much that it almost crippled my brain. “Ann, you crazy woman.” I screamed as I held my head, rolling on the floor like a worm.

I’m drowning in it, suffocating under the weight of it. And then, the image of my father with Bahar, together in a bed, tangled in sheets. I try to deny it. I try to push it away, but it’s no use. It’s burned into my mind, over and over again, like a twisted, broken record. I can’t unsee it. I can’t escape it. I close my eyes, but the image is still there, vivid and clear. I can’t stop it from playing in my mind, from repeating itself like a song that never ends.

Every single thing he felt resonating on my skin, imprinting on my mind. I would never forget this. I knew it. I just wouldn't.

My chest tightened with unease. The haunting image of his lifeless eyes and the charred remains of his body plagued my every waking moment. It was as if my mind had carved a permanent, vivid portrait of that catastrophic incident. The memory, like a relentless echo, followed me wherever I went. But I knew, deep down, that constantly dwelling on the gruesome details would only serve to keep me trapped in a cycle of despair.

“Iz, you have the роеm framed by уоur bed. I’vе read it a million tіmеѕ whіlе holding уоu. It’s burnt іntо mу brаіn and when I rеаd it, аll I рісturе іѕ уоur fасе. It ѕееmеd реrfесt tо hаvе іt іnѕсrіbеd оntо our rings.”

It makes me cringe visibly and have the urge to bleach my brain. Scanning through so many pretty gross scenes that involve not just Eve in a flicker of a second, but seeing and knowing what each visual replay is, because that’s part of my gift. It's like I absorb them, even in a fleeting moment, to know exactly what they are. Images so fast they seem almost like a blur, but once they have flown past my sight, I know what they contain and what happened. I can recall them in full. I’ve heard that imprinting on a mate has the same effect, and you receive a lifetime of their memories in a fleeting second.

Pain flared at the back of my skull, but before I could even process it, something else hit me—something far worse. A memory. Clear. Vivid. Unshakable. My breath caught in my throat, my body frozen as the scene unfolded in my mind. This… this can’t be real.

I convey before sinking my elongated teeth into her soft skin, I curse myself for bringing her pain again. Soon after I got a taste of her blood, something in my head felt like a bomb ready to explode, I surrendered to the sensation, I didn’t even have a choice. And after that bomb exploded, my brain felt clearer than ever, the fucking spell was lifted, my lost memories regaining their rightful place in my brain. Fucking hell! My mother has some explaining to do.