Losingmemories Stories

Słysząc dzwonek otworzyłam drzwi i podniosłam bukiet niezapominajek który był przed nimi położony. Ktoś zostawiał je w każdą środę wieczorem pod moimi drzwiami. Piękny bukiet niezapominajek z małą doczepioną karteczką ,na której widniało zawsze to same słowo "remember"

Pauline Selle was the typical german girl. Only child, good grades, lots of friends and always smiling. But once she was home alone, her poetic side was showing. No, wasn't just a side, it was her true personality. But none of her friends were noticing. Except one man. He was rich, good looking and had a terrible, terrible past. Parents and brother were dead. Killed by their youngest member. He was not broken, he hadn't turn into an asshole and lived his life as a duck boy. No, he was focused. Focused on one german girl he saw at an poetry festival. He loved her, he knew her better than anyone else. But she didn't notice the four years older man. Until he kidnapped her. And she had her own way to handle this situation.

Hazle has lived her life up until she is 16. After that, she losses her memory, forgetting everything about herself. At school, two months after the incident, she meets Cole. A boy from her past. The only trouble is that she remembers him. Not him exactly, but his face. She doesn't understand why, but she wants to find out.

"No matter what happens, some memories can NEVER be replaced..."