Unforgettable Memory Novels & Stories

**flash back** It was the day before my birthday, I was so excited because Alex was going to take me to a concert where akon would be preforming. I called up ma girl Kacie to accompany me to the mall to get a nice dress to wear tomorrow night on my birthday. Alex was my first boyfriend since I left college and I love him daring and would do anything for him. "Hey Kacie, can you come with me to the mall to get a nice dress for my birthday?" I asked happily

Shaking her head, she did not need the memories that came flooding back in when she mentioned her mother. “That day will be the worst day of my life, for as long as I live. The day my mother died. I remember when the cops knocked on the door and told me that it was a drunk driver who slammed into her and crushed her vehicle. She was pinned for hours with no one to help in the middle of the woods.” She thinks to herself and then continues.

I've tried to forget him. He's engraved in my mind like I haven't seen him for over six months. I can still remember his touch, his hands roaming all over my body, the feeling of his mouth touching every inch of me. How he was able to give me the best orgasm I ever had. I can still hear his whispers that sent me over the edge. I can feel the tightness in my stomach as he held me from my release. He's the kind of memory that will haunt you in a good and bad way.

"Memories from a realm you do not belong to are not yours. Every adventure you seek in the new world won't be in your possession once you go back to your world." Did this mean if time travel existed and that if she took part in it, she wouldn't remember anything from the new world? Like she would lose her memories? Thalia doubted it. She flipped through the book, inspecting it more cautiously. She wasn't exactly a superstitious person in any way, so there was no way all this was real. Shrugging her shoulders, she searched for a pen in her bag and recited the popular saying under her breath, "There's no harm in trying…"

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.

"Why is your phone not connecting?" Before I could answer, he continued, "Anyway, I've got the holiday prep all sorted. Anything else you want? I'll have my assistant grab it." His words triggered a memory: the year Mamie died. I'd gone home, but on Christmas Eve, I video-called him to wish him happy holidays. It took ages for him to answer; the screen was dark at first, showing only a fading ember from his cigarette. "Yeah?" he rasped. As the screen adjusted to the light, I saw he was alone on the balcony, surrounded by scattered bottles and cigarette butts. Outside, the world was alive with lights and fireworks, but that joy seemed worlds away from him.

"Let him have the part of the memory that was happy, the climbing, the laughing, without the part that would only ever confuse him. I didn't think about what it looked like to anyone else. I didn't think anyone else would ever ask." I thought of the version of him I'd first met, standing in that hallway on my first night in the house, telling me that was last summer, Lucas discovered he liked climbing trees but not climbing down, and never once mentioning who had been holding him up while he did it. I hadn't pushed then either. Some things, I was learning, this house kept behind doors that opened only when they were ready to. "Does it feel different now," I asked, "knowing she was never actu

Because suddenly, with total clarity, I remembered exactly where I had been on that specific night. That horrible, unforgettable night. Just like that, the real memory came rushing back into my mind.

ask of him and I can't turn back now that there's a chance to get it. “Alright, lay back.” I did as he say. Ryder picked the remote from the TV console, turned on the TV and searched through a series of movies before he finally clicked on one. It's a movie as it plays, it shows a girl. Minutes into it. I noticed what it was. A girl narrating a p**n. She began to speak. I could remember the events vividly in my memory like it happened yesterday. Anytime I close my eyes, I let my mind wander off to that night. I mean, I just couldn't get it off my brain. It's the first time I'll be experiencing that so the memory got stuck in my brain. You might wonder what I couldn't get out of my memory. So

Sofia Brennan never drinks. But one night she did — and woke up in a hotel room she didn't recognize, with no memory of what happened and a note that read For your time. She walked away. Tried to forget. Weeks later she discovered she was pregnant by a man she couldn't remember. What she didn't know was that the same man was now her boss. Ethan Cole recognized her the moment she walked into his boardroom. He assumed she was pretending not to know him. She genuinely didn't remember. Now they work in the same building. He's calling her his girlfriend. She's hiding a pregnancy. And neither of them knows that the answer to everything has been right in front of them all along. Until now.