Tell Me Again Novels & Stories

I hope this is the last time I am ever in this situation again. ##########

I'm ready to live again. *********************************************

My heart was killing me at the moment, I couldn't breathe. Albert opened his eyes, smiled at me then heaved a sigh before planting a kiss on my forehead. "One. Nine-eleven attacks." My forehead furrowed. What did he mean by one? He kissed the tip of my nose, "Two. Mozilla Firefox," I gasped. I let my brain backtrack from what he was saying. He kissed my cheeks. "Three. Ousting SH. Four, F******k."

Someone is acting very cocky again. ‘Who said that I want it again?’ I ask. ‘You mentioned the word next time in the text. That means you want it to happen again.’

to tell the truth. *_*

My eyes were glowing. And from somewhere deep within, a voice whispered softly—mine, and yet not mine. Welcome back, Kayla. The reset is complete.

“Everything is okay, here, Dad.” “That's nice to know, since I'll be seeing you tomorrow.” “What?” “Why? Don't you want it?” “Of course I want it, but why is it so sudden?” “Is it?” “Kind of.” “I need to talk to you about something crucial.” “Crucial? So, how essential is this?” “It is so crucial that I need to pay you a visit.” “Okay, at least you're notifying me so I can plan for it.” “Okay, I am quite thrilled to meet you again, particularly since you have already restored your memories.”

Whitney remained silent. Nine months later,, Whitney one more push. You are almost there. The doctors encouraged her. She had already pushed countless times .She was sweaty and tired already. " Mmmmmmm!" She pushed so hard this time.She took a deep breath and pushed again this time crying so loud. " Oooh! It hurts " She said, " One more time " The doctor said Whitney pushed, tears of joy rolling down her cheeks when she heard the cry of her little baby.

but this was my chance to reset that narrative and then I remembered her name. "Becky? Am I speaking with Becky?" I asked, my tone measured and deliberate. "Yes… yes," she replied, stammering slightly. "I’m Becky. How can I help you?" "I’m the gigolo you paid triple for the other night," I said bluntly. Leaning back in my chair, I added, "This time, I want a rematch, and I’ll pay you triple the amount you gave me. From now on, call me Mr Blaze."

"Ana, what is it, how did you get my number? "Ouch, less asking, please just answer me one I'm going to ask you now?" "Ana, I don't understand anything!" "I don't understand, just answer me, do you still love me?" "Why do you want to know if you are getting married tomorrow!" "Brian, answer me yes or no? "And of course not, Ana I will never stop loving you now, I can only wish you well!" "Thank you for telling me, I'm hanging up now because my mother wants to break down the bathroom door."