You Will Be Never Forgotten Novels & Stories

It had been with me through everything. "We are gathered to say goodbye," I said. My voice carried across the silent crowd, echoing off the stone walls of the manor. "To the wolves who gave their lives for the pack. To the wolves who fought beside us. To the wolves who bled with us. To the wolves who will never grow old, who will never see the spring, who will never hold their pups again." The pack was silent. The flames crackled. The wind had stopped. "We will remember them," I said. "We will tell their stories to our children and our children's children. We will teach their names to the pups who are born after this war is over. They will not be forgotten. They will not be erased. They will

"And now... I'm working with someone who says we've met before.” "Eric Sylvester." She added. “You really can’t remember if you’ve met him before?” Camila nodded. "Does your body react to him? I mean in anyway?" Dr. Patel asked. Camila nodded again. Her hands were shaking again. "What does your instinct tell you?" "That I need to remember. That whatever I'm forgetting... it's important." *******One Week Later, “Uhmm…Camila? You need to see this?! I can’t believe this and I’m so happy for you right now.” Evie burst into her the office with a letter. Camila was still attending to Richard.

“Because the past is going to be strutting down the runway in front of a crowd of photographers. So suck it up, boss. I’ll see you at the party.” Great! I was so screwed.

But then, memories came barging in like thunder, the more I remember, the more the pain. I slammed my eyes shut, memories from my childhood, to my womanhood, everything I shouldn't have forgotten, but I ended up not remembering, came like a slap on my face. “You’ll never leave me, Benita!” echoed twice in my head in a male’s voice. “I will never leave you, even if I do, I’ll always find my way back to you,” A lady responded, and that lady was… Benita. I held my head, screaming. At times, a memory hits you out of nowhere, just like right now.

Whatever has happened, whatever I have gone through to get to this point, I have promised myself to not begrudge and moan about the past, but instead, look forward to the life I have yet to live with my mate. This is all I can think about when I look at my mate. My mate. My mate. My mate. I don’t think I will ever be able to stop saying these words inside my head because they feel too good to be true. Sometimes, I feel like a teenager, who has just found his mate, but I can’t help how happy this fact makes me.

It was like she never grinned or even know how to smile as her mute and expressionless face stared remain still. "I have to kill" She stated "If I don't do it, I will always have to force myself to forget about the person if I live long" Alita removed her gaze from Mia and looked towards the direction of Alitalia but the girl was no longer there "You will miss me when I am gone" she added.

No matter how people forget things, there are still thing greater than any sickness a mortal can get. That is love Love that keeps on reminding us about the things that we truly hold dear. Love that can’t be erased no matter what makes us forget it. it will remain. And it will always be. For the print it left behind can never be removed. Not by age, not by time, not by any medicine Aiden POV

" We had to laugh. Zara Larsson - Never forget you started playing. We hummed to the tune. Michael's low rumbling voice started singing along: I used to be so happy But without you here I feel so low I watched you as you left but I can never seem to let you go 'Cause once upon a time you were my everything It's clear to see that time hasn't changed a thing It's very deep inside me but I feel there's something you should know I will never forget you And you will always be by my side From the day that I met you I knew that I would love you till the day I die And I will never want much more And in my heart I will always be sure I will never forget you And you will always be by my side till the

“I'll always feel this way, baby. You are the best thing that ever happened to me, don't forget that.” I would never stop thanking you. Never.

The silence stretched. “So what are you going to do now?” He asked quietly. I didn’t answer right away. “Figure out what she does remember.” “And if it’s nothing?” He asked. “Then I build something she can’t forget.” I answered, looking at her frozen face on my laptop. He didn’t argue. He just sighed. “Take it easy on her and be careful.” I ended the call. If she doesn’t remember me, then the past is unusable. Every moment we had, every conversation, times I sat beside her hospital bed. All of it, gone.