The Forgotten Love Novel Novels & Stories

I felt found. And maybe the past experience wasn’t everything. Maybe some kinds of love stayed deeper—beyond memory, but never forgotten by the heart. His breathing grew slow and steady. I traced lazy circles on his chest, saying words he didn’t hear. “Darcy, I think I've fallen for you since when I don’t remember loving you,” I said, He didn’t answer me, sleep took him away. And since after the accident, I let myself believe that maybe forgetting the past could be a kind of beginning to a better future.

Was this truly what amnesia could do to a person? Silvanus restrained himself, refusing to fall for the trap of his wife’s charm. He had endured enough, and he would not let it all repeat. He never hated Aeliana—he only hated himself for loving her too much, a love so strong it could one day cost him his own life. Perhaps he was losing his mind. But that was the vow he had made to Aeliana when they married in Sydney—that he would never allow her to be unhappy or hurt, especially if he was the reason for it.

“I died, Loretta. I watched my life, my love, my very existence, stolen from me. I will not make that mistake again. This time, I will be the one pulling the strings. And Ivy… she will learn that the true cost of betrayal is not just death, but utter, absolute ruin.” She ended the call, the phone feeling light in her hand now. The fear that had gripped her at the hospital had transformed into something else entirely: a cold, focused power. She had stared death in the face, twice, and emerged stronger. She understood the shifting currents of fate now. And she would use that understanding to carve out her own destiny, and to deliver a retribution so precise, so devastating, that it would echo

I had forgotten what happened actually. After that we started kissing each other on the couch and I was trailing wet kisses on her milky white body. I had forgotten everything else. I knew that I wanted her more than anything else. I Forgot jenny and not even Jenny I had forgotten who was I? I was just enjoying and was loving her passionately. I wanted to suck every last drop of juice from her cunt. She started giving me blow Job again. But As Soon As I cummed I noticed jenny standing in the door. She had seen us in that awful situation.

“I peered around the door and saw her. She was in her bed alright. In her bed and on her hands and knees while some man, one I assumed usually worked in Hawthorn judging by the clothes strewn about the floor as he was certainly no knight I recognised, was on his knees behind her and ramming himself into the woman who said she loved only me. For a moment I thought for certain she was being forced, until I saw her face. She was enjoying it and her moans were of pleasure. I wrenched the door open surprising them both. She started screaming at me to get out. I shouted back she was supposed to love me and she laughed in my face. She asked why the hell would anyone want to love the bastard

She took a deep breath and tried to focus on the present. "You know, there's a cute guy over by the bar who keeps looking at you," her friend said, nudging her playfully. Lily couldn't help but laugh. Maybe it was time to start moving on. As the night came to an end, Lily found herself feeling a sense of closure. She had finally accepted that James would never be hers, but she was okay with that. She had her own life to live, and maybe someday she would find someone who loved her just as much as she loved them.

she said her emotion beginning to boil out. “I loved Adrian as far as I could remember, I would have returned I would have called, and told him that I never abandoned him but I lost my goddamn memory don’t you get that” she began to feel her heart burst open. “Yes you would have, but what makes it has to believe is if you truly loved why betray him the night before the flight” Nicholas revealed, he had become angry too. “Adrian received a package a picture of you and some guy on the night before you left, that’s what triggered him” he added.

I turned to him and noticed he was snacking on potato chips. Something suddenly hit me. I hit my forehead softly.“Oh no.” Blake looked at me “What is it this time” “The potato chips.” “What potato chips?” he asked, confused. “The twins’. They specifically begged me not to forget.” “They’ve been talking about those barbecue-flavored potato chips since last week. And I completely forgot, They will kill me.” “They won’t, Athena.” He smiled.“You brought every other thing.” I shook my head.“They made me promise.” Blake looked toward the stage. The speeches were still going.

E N D O F B O O K 1 *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* BOOK 2: SHADOWS OF MY DARK PAST *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* “Can true love mend all the heartaches brought by the painful past?” The story follows the life of Diane after knowing the truth behind her forgotten past. How will she opt to continue living her life if the man whom she has gotten rid of—chooses to stay beside her?

“I’ve got your back.” “You always do. Thank you, my love. I’ll be home by nine.” “Have a good day. I love you.” “I love you too.” The call ended, and I felt even better. I went back to searching for a novel until I found one… actually, it wasn’t a novel. It was a nonfiction book on marital problems written by a divorce lawyer. I thought it was interesting. And it had enough pages to keep me busy for the rest of the day.