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she whispered meekly and tensed up. " Not so tense after all, it is much easier to learn when you are relaxed." There was an eager expression in his eyes and he let his hands slowly go lower, down her upper arms to her hips. Alissa sat petrified in her chair, she just couldn't move and prayed that he would finally leave. But the opposite happened, he pushed his hands on her bare skin along the waistband of her pants and then slowly upwards. He rubbed her breasts and squeezed hard. A scream of pain escaped her while he groaned with pleasure and began to massage her breasts. "They're so tight and firm, not like your mother's," he whispered in her ear. "Like Angela, soft and firm." Her friend's

Jacob requested, and the doctor nodded in response. Jacob and Adi went straight to the ward we're Daria was sleeping peacefully. Jacob looked concerned by her unconsciousness and looked at the nurse. On cue she informed temperature that Daria was placed on a sedative. Jacob and Adi shared a look of worry, “we should tell her when she wakes up” Adi said breaking the silence. “No we can't, it's the same trauma that made her loose her memory in the first place” Jacob refused immediately. “But the doctor said” Adi tried to reason with him, “I don't care what the doctor said, we are not putting her through that pain again” Jacob refused again.

But there is a story behind it, there's a history inside that reminds Debbie of old times when they were still in first grade. Back in 1st grade, chocolate candy was always in Debbie's pocket. Her favorite snack at that time. Back than, one day she had a big fight with Sarah. Debbie forgot what they were arguing about that time. It's like Sarah apologizing present time. Sarah gives Debbie’s favorite chocolate candy inside a plastic bag tied in rubber. It make Debbie laugh when think of it again. Yes, this kind of apology reminds Debbie of the events of that time. It turns out that Sarah still remembers her even times passed, as well as these chocolate candies is a proof. With this kind of wa

I'm grateful and hope everything will be fine. "Kania Putri Ramadhani, I am Muhammad Ali Safar Alexis, I want to make you my wife." "Not!" Maira shouted, romantic events suddenly disappeared. "Kania, Alexis is a convert." Jleb! I was surprised while looking at the face of the lecturer who always decorates my days with the puzzles he has. The lecturer who made me feel the love of the Almighty. The lecturer who is always present in my dreams. "Is it true?" "Yeah, but that was-"

Especially with Kisses, why was she angry with her? Thera could not remember having a misunderstanding with her best friend before. What was her reason? Were they valid enough for her to throw away all the years they spent together?Her eyes fell upon the bag she was holding. Thera suddenly felt restless. Tomorrow morning, she will have Fely accompany her to Kisses' house. She was sure her best friend knows something. Perhaps meeting with Kisses will help remember her everything faster. Though now she was a bit scared. Her intuition says that she will be hurt once her lost memories return.

He moved to the machine, pressed three buttons, and then handed three metal helmets to my parents and Steve. “Mr. Zeller,” he explained carefully, “once the three of you sit down and put these helmets on, you’ll be able to view the subject’s memories through the built-in visual interface. Based on her brain activity, she’ll only be able to recall three memories. Anything beyond that is extremely dangerous and could cause brain damage, seizures, bleeding, or permanent memory loss.” “Three times is enough. The first one should be about Emily’s disappearance. She definitely knows something,” Steve said impatiently as he grabbed a helmet and sat down beside me.

TITLE Tainted Memories AUTHOR Honesty577 . This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author's imagination. . COPYRIGHT All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the written permission of the author except for use of quotations in a book review. If you want this book to be placed on your platform please see contact information on the author page. . DEDICATION This book is dedicated to my many loyal readers, my creator and my ancestors.

Mark said pretty much excited and before I could say no, he was out of sight, "Hmm" I sighed softly,I miss her, I missed her so much. If wishes were horses, if only wishes were horses. Hey guysssss!!! Chapter 18 is out! Yes.. I know it took me weeks to update but remember something, I did anyways lol😝😝 I sincerely apologise for the late update,I hope you keep believing in my writing,"Memories" is an amazing story, I hope you stay put in this journey of memories. Thanks y'all for the support and encouragement, thanks so much. Thanks for taking out your to read this story, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. Enjoy 😎😎

Maybe it was a chill from her cold heart. Thalia rubbed the crystal necklace in a comforting manner. It was a beautiful aventurine necklace her mother had given her before she passed. The necklace was one of the most beautiful possessions she owned. The aventurine exuded an ethereal glow. Its polished surface shimmered with hues of vibrant green. The pretty green hues of the crystal resonated with her heart, reminding her of the boundless beauty of nature.

Out of curiosity, I went close and read the printed words. 'In the loving memory of Rowan Black Smith' 'In the loving memory of Heliana Smith' The name seemed so familiar, it's like I already heard those names. They sounded important to my ears. 💙💙💙 Grazzi Vergiance! Vote and Comment. Enjoy reading! :) Please tell me some of your comments and suggestion for improvements. I will be willing to learn more and that would be great. -DarkVergent