The Memory Of You Dramione Novels & Stories

“It’s the only way, Damon. Don’t you want power? Don’t you want Killian to finally see you?” Damon hesitates. But he follows. The council gasps as the image widens for everyone to see. Selene tenses in the physical world, I can feel her fury like a heat rising behind me. Another door explodes. Damon holding a vial of dark potion. Morwein chanting. Selene smiling in triumph. A murmur ripples through the chamber. Another door. Damon breaking into my room in my past life. Damon dragging me through the forest. My own screams, echoing through his memory, my screams, not his. His breath hitches in the real world.

Damon’s expression sharpened. “What do you mean?” Her eyes widened slightly. “They’re… not voices exactly,” she said, struggling to understand it herself. “It’s like… memories.” The man’s smile returned. “Good.” Damon turned on him. “What did you do to her?” “I didn’t do anything,” he said again. A pause. “She’s remembering.” Lyra’s head snapped up. “I don’t remember anything,” she said quickly. But even as she said it— A sharp pain shot through her head.

"I-Is this real? Velda…" I was losing strength. The stabbing pain in my head came in waves, each stronger than the last. I could feel my wolf mourning and slowly weakening, but the memory crystal would not stop there. It would keep draining my life until it'd played every core memory tied to the three werewolves or until I died. … The memory crystal flashed again and began to extract the second memory. This time, the light was focused on Lorcan on the tribune. His heart sank as a cold, ominous dread washed over him.

The fabric was soft and expensive and it smelled like him, like dark cologne and cold air and something underneath that I could not name. "Why can't I remember?" I yelled, roughing my hair with both hands. The ponytail had come loose while I slept and my hair was a tangled mess around my shoulders. "I should remember. I should know what happened to my own body. Why can't I remember?" The doctor stood up. "The drug affects memory," he said quietly. "It is common. You may never remember." I walked past him toward the door. "Signorina, you should not be walking. Your body is still recovering."

I gasped a few times, incredulous at everything. Then Daimon growled. The sound reverberated through the enclosed space, vibrating inside me. “They drugged you.” It wasn’t a question. It was a certainty. “Yes.” My eyes filled with tears. “After that, I only remember a room and an imposing presence… There was that stare, those predatory eyes fixed on me, so sad… So hungry, so…” I turned to Daimon. He stopped the car and looked at me with burning intensity, his earthy eyes shimmering blood red.

I sat back down, taking a deep breath. "Luna Princess, my name is Draco." a small man said that reminded me a little of Phil out of Disney's Hercules. "This won't hurt and I won't invade your privacy, I will just play the memory that we need." "Thank you," I said nervously. 'You will be fine.'Hela told me. The Dwarf put a hand on either side of my head and in seconds the image of me being attacked by Tanner with the Oleander, I heard again everything he said to me. Then I passed out, and there was a few moments of static. The Dwarf stopped and frowned.

He recalled his mother's words on the day he was preparing to go to a party, on that same day she had died. Damon squatted as he took few stones from the floor and threw to the water, his past loving days were all gone, his normal life gone with just remnants of memory he had held onto for decades that was easily fading. A footstep approached behind, the familiar scent heavy on the atmosphere, he knew who was approaching but didn't bother turning back. "Damon" The female voice called, squatting beside him but Damon's gaze remained aloof, staring ahead even more into the lake, as if he was trying to avoid locking gazes with her.

Damon was sitting beside Josephine’s bed holding her hand in his. She was lying unconscious since he injected the herb into her body. Damon had hired a witch to help him erase Josephine’s memory. He planned to tell her that she's his Mate and she has no family when she wakes up. Little did he know that when the witch used her power it didn't erase her memory but bring back her old memories that Raya had erased before. Now she will remember her childhood too. Damon was impatiently waiting for her to wake up.

Phedra Elizabeth holds a lot of toys in her hand, always smiling. "It's been a long time since I've seen your smile. You smile so beautifully. So smile a lot. I am nothing to you now. Blame me for not appreciating you sooner. Up to this moment, you didn't need me to protect you anymore either." Duncan Hiddleston is immersed in the sad feeling. “Looks like I forgot something, right? I feel like I forgot someone but I can't remember clearly? Phedra Elizabeth thought vaguely. “Right. That's the way it is called. Do you want to change it back?

“I had a talk with Kai, sorry. Future Alpha Raider and it brought back a memory. But it wasn’t like how I normally remember. This was like bits and pieces. Several moments instead of one long memory.” “So tell us the moments.” I growled. “Fine. Fuck, you’re impatient. This isn’t easy, you know.” Mona said. “First thing I remember was going somewhere. Like a cabin in the woods. I don’t know with who, but I was still young. Then I remember lying on a table on my stomach and my back hurt. Then. Then. Sorry, I just need a second.” Mona said and she started to cry. Mary came over and gave her a hug. But Mona shook her head, “no, I’m okay. I can do this.”