Novel & Cerita You Remember Me For Centuries

I swear I will not let you go nor let you fall , please, let me have this dance. Did I time travel? In the middle of nowhere, she stands and burns like a winter fire. Aflame within it are bad memories. “Where are you? , I’m ready to dance “ Today , tomorrow or a century ago, you are the same for me, for the entire world. I promised to be with you until the very end of our lives and a thing like this would never change my mind. Till we meet in another world

“I’m the witch of the Blood Shade, descendant of the great witch, Cora.” I paused, keeping my eyes on her. That information alone commanded my respect. No wonder she speaks to me as she does. If she was Cora’s descendent, it was better to keep her as ally rather than foe. I heaved a sigh, not quite sure I wanted to hear the answer to my next question. “What century is it?” “The twenty-first.” I removed my gaze from her as I let that information register. Four hundred years. I escaped for four hundred years.

I ask. "Why would a person who knows somebody else from the past have to do anything with the present? Well, why do you think a person would remember another person for so long?" Says Dane. "You remembering me for six years would mean..." I can't find a reason anywhere to explain what he means. I don't know why anyone would remember another person. Remember a person for a reason? I remember only people who are important to me. But that's just by chance. I don't know why he would remember me.

His anger subsided, but he was still confused. He let out a small sigh, indicating his never ending frustration today. "I was hoping she’d remembered everything and told me the real reason why she cursed me. Because even though I remember her cursing me and telling me how exactly to break it, I don’t remember why she did it in the first place. It’s been a thousand years, and I’ve already come to the conclusion that I wouldn’t know it until I die, but an opportunity came, and I couldn’t turn my head away from it."

I muttered. I wasn't really good when it comes to getting all sympathetic and super caring, hell no, he was a fvcking dude like me. "They live somewhere in Southampton. When I break free, I will return to search for them!!" He muttered. "Are you fvcking insane??" I scowled as I stared at him. "It's been like a 1000 years since you were cursed and that should probably be like 10 generations ago, you think they will believe you?? And come to think of it, they won't even have a photograph of you because then there was no cool technology!!" I scoffed. "You are just being so hilarious!! You better wake up!!" I laughed hard.

Being in pain, getting sick, and unable to return to the skies? Gasp! "After every century, you'll be reborn with all your memories intact." "Your so-called lover is going to be reincarnated after every century with absolutely no memory of you. Both of you are going to meet and go through the same falling in love process all over again till he dies, and it will continue in this cycle unless you are able to break the curse." She said. I replied, "I... I... I accept." I was in love, and I didn't care anymore. I knew Eugene was my soulmate.

"Though I see the Luna has no memory of our time together. How convenient for you three." "There is no 'our time'!" I snapped, finding my courage. I pulled away from Kira and stepped forward, even though every instinct screamed to run. "I don't know you. I don't remember any second life or whatever you're claiming. In this life, the only bonds I have are with my mates." Something flickered across Lucien's perfect face. Hurt? Anger? It was gone too fast to tell. "You will remember," he said softly. "In time. The memories are buried, not gone. And when they surface, beloved, you'll understand why I did what I did."

“I think we’ve done this before.” The world seemed to tilt under her. “What do you mean?” she whispered. His expression softened. “I think we’ve lived this curse before in other lifetimes.” The podium felt smaller, the air thinner, her pulse louder. Damien reached out but stopped, hesitant. “Lena, I think we’ve been bound for centuries.” The morning light flickered as if the mansion itself reacted to his confession. Lena’s heart pounded wildly not in fear, not entirely in disbelief, but in a strange recognition that pressed against her chest like a memory she couldn’t reach.

Still precisely formulated for my chemistry by hands that didn't remember learning how. Would you ever come back to me, I thought, if you didn't remember you had ever been here? The Aether, as always, kept its own counsel.