Novel & Cerita Unlocked Memories

My mother is a powerhouse, but she somehow ends up with me, a coward with claustrophobia. "What claustrophobia? You're just being dramatic!" In order to help me "desensitize," she builds a pitch-black, soundproof room in the house. In elementary school, I scream and cry in terror the first time she locks me inside, and she punishes me by not letting me eat for three days. In middle school, I try harder to hold it together and only let out a few quiet whimpers, but she makes me kneel in the snow for a full day and night. I tough it out all the way through senior year, telling myself that getting into college and leaving home will fix everything. But on the day of my acceptance party, sh

Lula Rios slid a straw into her cup, her eyes lighting up. "Wow! I only mentioned wanting extra tapioca once, and you actually remembered?" My boyfriend, Todd Rossi, shrugged. "I remember everything about you." The private room erupted in immediate teasing. "Alright, we get it, big brain!" "Man, I'm so jealous of Harper. With Todd's steel-trap memory, birthdays and anniversaries must be a breeze." Todd turned to me with a smile. I just sipped my mineral water and kept my eyes down, offering no response.

When it talks to you like you don't belong Or tells you you're in the wrong field When something's in your mitochondrial 'Cause it latched on to you, like— Knock knock, let the devil in Manevolent as I've ever been, head is spinnin' This medicine's screamin', "L-L-L-Let us in!" L-L-L-Like a salad bowl, Edgar Allan Poe Bedridden, shoulda been dead a long time ago Liquid Tylenol, gelatins, think my skeleton's meltin' Wicked, I get all high when I think I've smelled the scent Of elephant manure—hell, I meant Kahlúa Screw it, to hell with it, I went through hell with accelerants And blew up my-my-myself again Volkswagen, tailspin, bucket matches my pale skin

"Hmm... May I share a memory with you?" "What?" Among their few magical abilities, familiars had the power to depict vivid memories and telepathically share them with others. "Close your eyes." Reluctantly, Matthew followed the cat's orders, and an image began forming in his mind. - Madeline was sitting in the garden he built her, twirling a flower around in her hand, while Mittens laid in her lap. This memory seemed to be from a few weeks ago.

More of those doors with names. Forgotten, Birthdays, Human, Reaver, Unforgettable, Favorites, Men, Women, Katrina…. Wait, Human? “Titan, What are these doors?” I asked. He stopped for a moment. “Oh those? Those are your memories. Just storage rooms that house the memories. It’s pretty neat, nice and locked away tight. No one is allowed in there except me and you.” Titan said. “My memories? Wait... Why does that one say Human? I was never Human…” I said to my Wolf. “And this one says Forgotten? Are those memories I have forgotten? How did I forget them, if they are right here?” I asked.

He argued with me. “Look, as soulmates, she’ll feel the pull, too. Once she learns what we are, she’ll understand. Nothing will go wrong, she just needs to spend time with us. With her losing her memories, we are now on even footing with Zach.” I told him. “Dude, that’s a fucked up way to think with her not being able to remember anything.” He said. “That may be true, but it’s the reality of the situation.” I explained.

I wanted to know everything that happened in the past, the reason for my lack of remembrance. I guess I'll know whenever he's ready. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ §§§§§§(MAX'S POV)§§§§§§§§ Why did Elias want to speak to me right now? I wasn't in the mood and I didn't want to hurt his feelings, for not talking to him. Somehow, during my mating with Forest, I had accidentally unlocked a memory that I had kept buried for so long. If Ryker had found out about this, I was sure he would have gone on another killing spree for me.

“I’m not property. I’m a person.” “You’re both. A person with value. Value we’ve invested in. Value we’re now collecting.” She stood. Walked to a screen on the wall. Pulled up images. “This is your brain. Before and after the memory suppression drug. See these dark areas? Those are locked memories. Inaccessible. Gone.” I stared at the images. At the proof of what they’d stolen. “Give them back.” “I can’t. Only the reversal drug can unlock them. And that drug?” She smiled. “We destroyed it. All samples. All formulas. All research. Dr. Rivera’s knowledge died with her.”

The girl spoke softly. "You tried." Silence. The First Memory's hands trembled. The Seven stared in disbelief. The little girl smiled again. "Stories that are forgotten eventually die." A pause. "But we never existed." The words chilled reality. The girl pointed toward Nova. "And now she remembers." Memories exploded inside Nova. Not memories. Anti-memories. Things that had been removed from existence. Things erased before they could become real. Possibilities abandoned. Worlds rejected. Lives never lived.

Sophia was dragged to the basement. She had been locked up for three full days. There was no food, no water, and not even a sliver of light. She could not tell day from night, nor how much time had passed. By the time her mind had drifted to the edge of delirium, the heavy door finally swung open. A blinding light flooded in. Sophia did not react at first, staring dumbly at the doorway. A man’s gaze lingered on her from above.