Romans & histoires Story Of Forget Me Not

Hello my goodreaders wherever you are, sorry for not uploading for a few days and just uploading today with some chapters that I hope will fill your new year's eve later, I just hope you can enjoy your special day with your precious people and my stories as hope you are healthy always. So Enjoy my story and thank you always for continuing to follow my story, warm hug from me to you guys 🌹🖤 -The stronger you try to forget, the stronger you will remember it in memory. Because forgetting is not as easy as knowing... so stay in here-

It was said that he had forgotten how old he really was. "I would like to accompany you to see your mate, if I may? I was once in love with a female in that village. But her father did not favor our union. The Clutch has a long memory and well remembered the death of your parents, so it was decided that I would leave the village. I never forgot her. And I would very much like to see if I recognize any of what might be her ancestors." Tine could only nod. He could only imagine the pain that the old dragon had felt. Just being separated from Mira to come to this meeting of the Elders was almost debilitating. Raptor had literally had his love ripped away from him.

Why am I choosing to drown myself in alcohol? Two words. To forget. This may not be permanent but I can live with this temporary relief of pain. Even just for tonight, I’d stop hurting from everything he did to me. How could he forget me? I don’t get it! He was the person who told me that he likes me, that he didn’t want to go around the bush. He was the man who told me he’d be there for me. What the hell happened? How can he sleep telling me he loves me to death one night then wake up not remembering me at all? How did he manage to forget me in a span of a night? How come? Why?

The Dead - Now that we are alone, what do you want to forget this story? He paces back and forth, I can feel he’s angry, and I understand him; when you have a pesky woman, she always brings you problems. Fortunately, my pesky one is less crazy than his. - You know I can never forget this story! It will stay stuck in my throat forever. But to forget the bitterness, you will give me all your shares in the new company you just created in your country.

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.

"I will always love you, Cara Mia," I was dazed by that voice. I was grabbed in my chest because of the excessive intensity of my heartbeat. I looked around but didn't see anyone. Who's voice is that? This is really weird and creeping the hell out of me. I tried to sleep again but I failed. I got up and left the room. I went there to a garden I saw the other day because of my tour. When I got there I still couldn’t help but be amazed. It is a colorful garden. I sat on the grass. You will see no other flowers other than forget-me-not. Forget me not is my favorite flower. Well, let me rephrase it. Forget me not is the only flower I want. I am not fond of any flowers other than this. Because fo

,I walk towards my room, shutting the door behind me,as tears stream my face. I sob to my heart's content,my thoughts bitter and heart pained. He's probably moved on,happy. I hug my knees to my chest,crying like I have never cried before. What should I do to forget him?

It has the graves of her sister months whom she rarely sees, these days We toasted November’s mausoleum and put daisies on July I let my arm linger at the base of October’s waist. I made promises I’ll never keep She smiled and plucked a forget-me-not It was the 31st. Next morning, I buried her (in snow, or was it old newspaper?) I made a fort of the stuff Sometimes, I think of her dreaming waiting for a spring she’ll never see.

I could just forget this ever happened…I could forget about my stupid crush, about ever having met Cameron… NO! Both my heart and my mind protested. I couldn’t forget. No matter what happened to me next, I want to remember Sarah and Cameron’s little acts of kindness. That will be enough to last me a lifetime.