Unforgotten Love Novels & Stories

Better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. If you don't love, can't you hate? At least I can remember. Forgetting and not caring are more tormenting than love and hate.

But tonight, Roby was warming it again—this time with Larisa, his first love. He seemed to forget that in the ICU, Natasya was still fighting to come back to life. Roby had completely forgotten. “Please, Roby… I’m yours forever. Only yours,” Larisa whispered, her voice soft yet intense. Roby and Larisa spent the night lost in a storm of passion, surrendering completely to the desire that had been restrained for so long.

She was so… perfect. “I mean I love Hope, my mom, and my grandma, but I’ve never been in love before, like with another girl.” Morgan nodded, but it seemed she was waiting for more. “I still love you. I miss you.” A tender, loving smile played on Morgan’s lips, like one that meant she was going to say something that I probably didn’t want to hear. I braced myself for the rejection. “I can’t go back to how we were.” Morgan’s voice was whispery, and tears filled her eyes. “I know what we had was real and not some made-up game for that God-awful bet.”

I smiled as we both held hands. "I know, anyway, I'm focused on the road. Rest for now, it looks like we're still far away." He resigned and I followed what he said. I leaned back and put on earphones. I looked outside for a moment before closing my eyes, whispering to myself; I love you BenChua but we are part of the mistake. We are the piece of Unforgiven Sins. Little by little I felt the weight of my eyelids and the only thing I heard from the song I was playing was I love you, goodbye.

And what I hear, breaks my heart. The girl who is working the counter, her name is Carmen, which I now know is the ex girlfriend of Jace. Is tell her friend, Skyler, that her and Jace have worked everything out and that he finally dropped the “uptight American girl”. I feel a single tear slide down my cheek as I turn and walk out of the café, I’ve never felt more humiliated about anything in my life. As soon as I’m far enough away from the café I let the tears really fall, because he never actually loved me and he must have just wanted to cross “American girl” off a list of things he wanted to accomplish.

❞ ‹ ——— ✧ 𖥸 ✧ ——— › ╔═════════ • ≻ ♜ ≺ • ═════════╗ ꒰ 𝔐𝔸𝕋𝔼 𝕋𝕆 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔻ℝ𝔸𝔾𝕆ℕ ℙℝ𝕀ℕℂ𝔼 ₊˚⋆ ( TRIGGER WARNINGS ) ╚═════════ • ≻ ♜ ≺ • ═════════╝ ☽ —— 「 Our love is untouchable 」

Not even once he turned behind to look at his wife's angelic face like he always used to do before leaving, his heart was yet again broken, he knew he could never earn her forgiveness. Sometimes love hurts when your being ignored by the person who treasures you. Where there is love, there is vulnerability to pain. Love is the burning point of life, and since all life is sorrowful, so is love. The stronger the love, the more the pain. Love is hard to find, hard to keep, and hard to forget. _______________

She had been in his life before she was in his life. She turned that around in her mind. A summer she had no memory of. A young man she had not yet known. She had done what she had done and walked away and forgotten about it entirely because it had not seemed like a thing worth remembering. She had pulled a stranger out of the water and kept going because that was who she was. She did what needed doing and moved on. She had been moving on ever since. And the debt she had not known she was owed had been handed to someone else for fifteen years.

Damon It was two years. Two years of being married to Sophie. And we had one major problem; she couldn’t bear me a child. I couldn’t blame her. It wasn’t her fault. It was the reality I had run from long ago. It was haunting me now. Mother had been right. There were consequences for rejecting my mate, and this was one of them. Sophie couldn’t get me a son. And without that, I wouldn’t have an heir. I would be an abomination. I would destroy my father’s legacy and wouldn’t leave one. It was embarrassing.

"Love for your family. For Lyrics. For existence itself. Love is what makes you human. Hold onto that and you'll have a foundation to build from." "What if I forget? What if The Unmaker overwrites everything I am?" "Then you remember that Thelma and Xavier's love survived being unmade. Their bond was stronger than The Unmaker's order. Your love for everyone, for life itself, can be that strong too." I practiced until exhaustion. Until I could maintain my sense of self even when Luna used network techniques to fragment my consciousness. "You're ready," she said finally. "As ready as anyone could be for something like this."