Unlocked Memories Novels & Stories

Cold. It was a start. Elion opened the notebook. Anomaly 94: The Voice. It returned. Briefly. Anomaly 95: The Lockpick. Mechanical memory survives even when semantic memory fails. He wrote a new hypothesis. The body remembers what the mind forgets. He closed the book. He held Cale close. And he waited for the sun to break through the clouds.

She sent her reply, and didn't have to wait for long to get Ann's reply which came in. I think you've done enough for him to remember you. Frankly speaking, from your earlier text, if you both have done all that you typed, then I'm sure he loves you. He wouldn't be free to go to some extent. I was privileged to meet that side of him before I forcefully made him break up with me. He loves you. Thing is, what are you going to do about it now? Eve knew that was it. She typed a quick reply. Fine. I'll call off the lockdown. But first, I need to own his company. That's the only thing standing in the way now. Once that happens, I will call it off. So help me. What should I do?

When they finished talking, she found the courage to explain herself. "The black soul asked me to meddle with your minds when she's on the verge of death. You know that I can manipulate everyone’s memories and you're part of that, right? The mind is my specialty. I can easily create a nonexistent memory inside your mind and make you believe it happened. That's why Luna asked me to do that, I think? So then, while they were dying, I was implanting altered memories in your minds that will only be revealed once Luna's memories came back," Mermera explained calmly, which made the listeners gaped and gasped in shock.

“Weren’t you angry with them for locking you away?” “Sure, I was angry, but it was necessary. When you were little, your abilities were out of control and your managed to unlock all of your memories, which made you crazy, so to protect you, they locked them up until you were able to handle them on your own. I’m to give you information in pieces and slowly so your mind isn’t bombarded and can process the information properly.” She paused, "Normally a wolf protects the more detailed memories, and the host has access to vague memories of their past but for some reason with you it's an all-or-nothing situation so I have to carefully filter everything and just show you what is needed."

He murmured against my lips causing me to pale. How could he expect me to enjoy myself after being threatened by him? How could our relationship ever be fixed after this? “Don’t worry I have one of my men on standby. I’ll have them set a timer.” Dr. Hickory stated confidently. The mystery of my missing memories was instantly solved within minutes and it was horrifying. Dr. Hickory wasn’t meant to bring back my memories but take them away. That’s why Lucas refused to fire him and accepted me being mad at him because Dr. Hickory was the one that would erase my memories when ever he needed it.

She had to squint to read what was written on the front page. "In the realm of time travel, the past is but a treasure chest of lessons, the future an untamed wilderness of possibilities, and the present the delicate thread that weaves them together. Travel wisely, for in the tapestry of time, our choices shape not only our destiny but the very fabric of existence." The quotes gave Thalia chills. She flipped to the second page where something was also written. "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."

He couldn't. Hope surged through my veins as I hurriedly picked up the second bottle and turned it to read its label. Remembro. And, that's was when all that was glued back together with hope. Shattered all over again. Pieces of me laid there on the floor. Shattered. Tears brimming in the corner of my eyes, making them shine. Remembro is an illegal drug in Eleneas. It is used to damage the memory power of a person making them unable to remembering things.

She reached for it and saw a message from the loan shark. “Clock’s ticking, and I don’t enjoy waiting. You said you’d pay by now. If I don’t see that money soon, I’ll have no choice but to come remind you in person—and trust me, you won’t like that kind of visit.” She let out a long breath, eyes closing for a moment as the tension slipped out. When she opened them, she tapped her bank app, but the balance was a harsh slap of reality—nowhere near enough to tackle her mounting problems.

Just laughter. A memory. Hers. Unprogrammed. Uncontrolled. Finally, hers.