Memories Stories

When Liz Charleston's ex-best friend suddenly returns with a plan to take revenge on her, drama seems inevitable - but who knew revenge could be so handsome? ***** Two years ago Liz Charleston made the biggest mistake of her life by rejecting her best friend, the only guy she has ever cared about. Desperate to become popular and join the junior varsity cheerleading team, she breaks his heart. Two years later, Frank is back, transformed into Taylor Blackstone, the new kid from New York who has it all. He's taller, stronger and hotter than ever, with a long line of girls that have no idea who he really is - except Liz, the girl who betrayed him two years ago. And he is determined to make her regret ever pushing him away. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

The college heartthrob who doesn't believe in love crosses paths with a girl who has loved so deeply that moving on feels impossible. As seven friends create unforgettable memories in college, life unfolds through laughter, endless canteen conversations, sibling bonds, family warmth, hidden feelings, heartbreak, and mysteries waiting to be uncovered. Can an incomplete love ever find a new beginning, or are some stories destined to remain... Adhoora/ Incomplete . *A journey filled with friendship, love, emotions, family, sibling bonds, humor, healing, and a touch of mystery-because every smile hides a story, and every heart carries an unfinished chapter.* ❤️

Sometimes you just might have to die to live again. ***** When art historian Reine Baldwin meets Gabe Moran, a charming journalist, she has no idea their blossoming love will shatter her comfortable life. But a series of clues lead Reine to discover that she's not alone in knowing that she was born centuries ago and-worse yet-there are many things she apparently doesn't even remember. Reine has to face a forgotten past and a forgotten ex-husband (the handsome billionaire Max Baldovini), who-like her-is immortal and cannot truly die. Should she trade her ordinary life with Gabe for the love of Max, a man who's worshipped her for half a millennium? The choice should be easy, until Reine starts to remember things that Max is desperate to make her forget. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

සෙංකඩගල හීන අග වෙන් වී ගිය අපේ පෙම... මේ සසරේ කෙළවරක ළං කළා දෛවයම !

🖤__PLEASE REMEMBER ME SEASON 2__🖤 "මටවත් දරාගන්න බැරි තරම් මං ඔයාට ආදරෙයි මැණික." "මට දෙන ආදරේ ඔයාටම දරාගන්න බැරි නම් මම කොහොමද කියන්නකෝ විවාන් ඔයාගේ ආදරේ බර දරාගන්නේ.." "කොහොමහරි දරාගන්න. මොකද මේ ආදරේ තනි අයිතිකාරයා ඔයා විතරයිනේ. ඉතින් ඔයාට ඒ බර දරන්නම වෙනවා. කරන්න පුලුවන්ද බැරිද අහන්නේ නෑ මං.." "ආත්මෙන් ආත්මෙට ඔයාගේ ආදරේ බර උහුලපු මට මේ ආත්මෙත් ඒක කරන්න බැරි නෑ විවාන්.." __________________________ "නුපුරුදු ඔබ දුටු පළමු දිනේ සුපුරුදු ලෙස පෙනුනා.. කෙදිනක හෝ විඳ පුරුදු ඇතී සුසුම් සුවඳ දැනුනා.. දැනුනා මට සුසුම් සුවඳ දැනුනා.." Start: 2024/07/10 End : ? යුගාන් ආශ්චර්‍යය🖤විවාන් යශ්මින්ත #1 Problems (out of 29.4K) #1 Miracle (out of 3.65K) #1 Romancefiction (out of 1.6K) #1 Nonfanfiction #1 Nonff 🚫මෙම කතාවෙහි සම්පුර්ණ අයිතිය මා සතු වන අතර මෙහි අන්තර්ගත කිසිඳු පරිච්ඡේදයක් PDF ලෙස සැකසීමට, බෙදාහැරීමට හෝ ළඟ තබා ගැනීමට කිසිවෙකුටත් කිසිඳු අවසරයක් නොමැත🚫

𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐀𝐌 𝐊𝐀 𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐐; where yearning meets destiny. "Har dil mein ek aisa ishq hota hai, jo sirf ek naam se pehchaana jaata hai." → In every heart, there's a love that answers only to one name. Every pair reflects one face of Ishq from purity to chaos, laughter to pain, distance to destiny. And all threads tie back to that one truth: "Kisi ke naam ka ishq likha ho toh, usse mitaana mumkin nahi." ☾ ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆ - - - ✦ - - - mere naam ka ishq - - - ✦ - - - ☾ ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆ Viddhi voice came softly, as if it had been fighting for years to find its way out. "Tumhe pata hai, maine kab samjha ki mujhe tumse pyaar hai?" Vansh froze. The world quieted, no voices, no wind just the echo of her words and his heartbeat stumbling inside his chest. His voice was quiet, careful. "Kab?" She smiled, faintly, like confessing a wound that never healed. "Jab kisi aur ne mera naam liya... aur mujhe laga, woh hak kisi aur ka ho hi nahi sakta." ☾ ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆ - - - ✦ - - - mere naam ka ishq - - - ✦ - - - ☾ ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆ They say first love is unforgettable, not because it lasts forever but because a part of you never leaves it. Viddhi never went looking for love. She found it in stolen glances across crowded hallways, in conversations that meant nothing and everything, in festivals, in rain that lingered a little longer, and in the quiet moments that never asked to be remembered... yet refused to be forgotten. Somewhere between friendship and fate, between laughter and longing, between prayers whispered to the divine and feelings left unspoken, two hearts begin writing a story neither of them is brave enough to confess. Because not every love arrives with a promise. Some arrive like devotion. Some names are spoken. And some become a prayer. This is not a story about falling in love. This is a story about slowly becoming someone's home.

Not every past is meant to be forgotten. Some are meant to be protected. Chi cheng and Wu suowei were together, happy, and almost sure that nothing could come between them now. But when past of chi cheng stands Infront of him, his past lover, the one he had erased from his life, it violently shakes their life. While Wang Shuo serves as the catalyst in Burning Fire, another figure-a business rival from Chi Cheng's past-further fans the flames. Will they be able to navigate through their own broken past and this new confusing reality......Can love survive becoming a tragedy? ⚠️ Reader Discretion Advised This story contains: emotional distress and separation Memory loss (amnesia) Emotional grief, heartbreak yearning and longing angst Mentions of accidents Manipulation, Lies and revenge Morally gray characters Please read with care. Writer's note - the story is inspired from the original, a slow burn, but have its own turns, own moments and own consequences. i will try to justify the love, the friendships and the truth and the lies in the story. However, i will be posting slowly. I appreciate the patience, your positive, or negative but honest feedback....will keep me inspired to go on.!! Stay safe. Take care. Laters.

FINALLY FINISHED EDITING OMG THAT TOOK SO LONG😭😭 - She was twelve when she opened her door to a dying stranger. By morning, her clan was gone. Now sixteen, she answers to Ayame- a name given by the Zoldyck family, not chosen. They raised her into something precise, obedient, dangerous. A shadow assigned to guard their heir, a weapon taught not to question. It should be enough. It's supposed to be enough. But something inside her mind refuses to stay buried. Smoke clings to her memory like it never left. Screams echo where silence should be. And her hands remember blood her mind won't claim. Things start to shift during the Hunter Exam. That's where she meets Kurapika, who claims to be the last survivor of a destroyed clan-one that sounds too familiar. The more time passes, the harder it becomes to ignore the feeling that something isn't right. Because whatever she'd forgotten wasn't staying quiet anymore. Check out my profile and read my other stories if you like this! Feel free to give constructive criticism, leave comments, and VOTEEEEmeforpresidentEEEEEEEEE!!

An Alec Volturi and Oc story. When the nomadic vampire Tara arrives in Volterra, she never expects to find a home among the Volturi-or the love of her life in Alec. With a gift for organization, a passion for history, and a heart devoted to kindness, Tara transforms the ancient castle into a center of learning, justice, and peace. As she meticulously records the history of the vampire world, helps end the Southern Vampire Wars, and inspires lasting change, Volterra becomes more than the seat of vampire law-it becomes a beacon of hope. Through love, friendship, and the belief that every story deserves to be remembered, Tara and Alec prove that the greatest legacy is not power, but the lives you touch along the way.

She forgot her past. He can never forget his future. To the public, Mark Keifer Watson is a heartless billionaire. To his five-year-old daughter, Ava, he is a protective father answering the heartbreaking question: "When will Mommy come home to us?" For five years, Jay-jay Mariano has lived with total amnesia, her memories of being Keifer's wife and Ava's mother completely wiped. But when an arranged marriage threatens to separate them forever, the cold CEO steps out of the shadows. He doesn't care if she remembers him or not-he is claiming what is his. Disclaimer: A fresh, fully original Jayfer AU based entirely on my imagination! This is not a sequel, but a new story in a high-stakes, emotional alternate timeline. While the plot and new storyline are entirely mine, the characters and original universe belong to the brilliant author of AMNSE, who inspired this work. Please note that a few scenes may be similar or give nods to the original book. Enjoy!

A little sneak peek: Chennai, 2014. Highschool. I was playing pen fight with Gokul when Chandru elbowed me in the ribs. "Macha, macha... un aal draaaa," he whispered. (Dude, dude... your girl.) I dropped my pen and looked at the door. Abi entered our class carrying a notebook. She handed the notebook to the substitute teacher. The teacher asked her something and then started signing. Abi used this time gap to look at me. She knew exactly which bench I usually sit on, so her eyes found mine instantly. I raised my eyebrows at her. She glared at me cutely, knitting her eyebrows together and scrunching her nose while slightly pouting her mouth. Damn!!! Suddenly, I became too aware of my hands. My hands were screaming, Bro, what do we do? ------------------------ Welcome to Abi and Ashu's journey. A slow-burn love story about growing up, innocence of school love, long-distance struggles, and the challenge of choosing between dreams and love. Before you begin, here's what you should know: *Inspired by a True Story* This story is inspired by real events from my life. It is written in a journalistic, slice-of-life style, so some parts may feel repetitive because real life doesn't follow a perfect script. The emotions and major events are real, but a few fictional elements have been added to make the story flow better. Also, the present-day portions are completely fictional. The story is mostly told from Ashu's point of view. Some chapters are from Abi's perspective and were written by my real-life girlfriend. These chapters share her side of the story and moments Ashu never saw. The story is set in a Tamil cultural background. Tamil dialogues are kept to preserve the emotions, with English translations included. Note: This is our first time writing a story. I used AI tools only to improve grammar and polish sentences. The feelings, memories, and experiences are completely mine. I hope you enjoy being part of our journey!

This MAY not be a love story where love wins. This is a story about the cost of survival-about what has to be surrendered when power chooses you, and how some acts of mercy look indistinguishable from cruelty. There are moments in this story that will feel tender. You should not trust them. But that is up to you. There are promises that will sound safe. They may not be. Pay attention to what is missing, not what is said aloud. Forget-me-nots appear often. They may not be symbols of hope here. Some memories are taken. Some are given away. And some are destroyed so thoroughly that no one left behind will ever know what they lost. If you are looking for justice, you may not find it. If you are looking for comfort, you will find it in a summer beneath the trees. But you have been warned. But if you are willing to follow a girl who learns-too late-that love can be the most dangerous form of magic, then turn the page. Just remember: the kindest spells rarely feel kind at all. 18+ advised, use of drugs, alcohol and some sexual scenes further down the line though they can be shipped.

"What if you woke up one day... believing you were six years old, while the world had moved on without you?" At fifteen, Rudra Oberoi survives a life-saving surgery-but loses nine years of memories. In his mind, he is still a cheerful six-year-old waiting for his mother to come home. The only problem is... she died years ago. The faces around him have changed, cousins have grown into adults, and the mirror reflects a stranger he refuses to believe is himself. Every day, he searches for the life he remembers, while his family struggles to protect him from a truth that could shatter him all over again. Some wounds heal with time. Others begin the moment you forget. A story about memory, grief, family, and learning to love a life you no longer remember.

-⚝ 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥... 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝. 𝐀 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡. 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬. 𝐔𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲- 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐀 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠... 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐝. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬? 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧... 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞. 𝐒𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲- 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝...😭 -✿⁠ 🌷 𝙂𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨... ✨ 𝙔𝙊𝙐'𝙇𝙇 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 𝙄𝙏. 💗 📚✨🖤

They forgot everything. The Shadow People erased the memories of the journey, the battles, and the truth hidden beyond the Horizon. To everyone else, life has returned to normal. But something isn't right. Tsukina still dreams of a voice calling her "Little Moon." Zenri can't shake the feeling that he made a promise he can't remember. Strange symbols begin appearing once again, and the crack in the Horizon grows larger every day. Some memories refuse to stay buried. As the truth slowly returns, the friends must face an even greater threat waiting beyond the Horizon. This time, remembering may be the only way to save their world.

𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙡 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙄𝙩𝙨 𝙇𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩. ───────────୨ৎ─────────── After my lola passed away, the Christmas holidays and New Year's became quiet and empty. As I looked back on the joyful memories we shared and the traditions she lovingly created, I struggled to accept that the holidays would never be the same without her. It was impossible to imagine that there would be holidays without my sweet lola. However, the sad reality had shown me that nothing stays forever. A few years after my lola passed away, I accidentally discovered a letter she left for us. She told us how she sacrificed one big thing for our family to be able to enjoy those holidays with her. Despite her difficult decision, I did my best to continue celebrating the holidays with joy and try to keep the traditions she started. I could not imagine being able to celebrate them without her. As I was taking decorations down, I suddenly found another letter, hidden by my lola, revealing something that made me let out a shaky breath. ───────────୨ৎ─────────── A short story. FOR SCHOOL PURPOSES ONLY. Completed.

Some places disappear because they are destroyed, others because they are forgotten. When Nora hears whispers of the Skyreach isles, and its disappearance, also comes with the disappearance of clean flowing water. Nora embarks on a journey to find Thorn, the only animal who remembers the sacred Isles. But time is running out ...

Five years ago, Liah met the only friend she ever needed. Then one day, she had to leave him behind. A new town. A new life. A promise to forget everything she left behind the old house. But some memories refuse to stay buried, and some places have a way of pulling people back. When Liah discovers a quiet tree where she meets a mysterious boy whose smile feels strangely familiar, the line between memory and reality begins to blur. The more time she spends with him, the more she realizes that some encounters are not coincidences-and some promises were never meant to be forgotten. But every story has a beginning. The question is... Have you ever wondered if the beginning is really where the story starts?

I don't know where to begin this story except to say... I dreamed of him. Not as often anymore. But in ways that changed me. My brother, Muhaimin, we called him Amin, passed away when he was just 20. It's been years now, but there are still days where the memory of his final breath clings to the air like humidity. And the strangest thing is... long before he died, he came to me. In dreams. - This story is based on true events. My late brother, lost to his battle with Stage 4 T-cell lymphoma in 2019. May Allah s.w.t. grants you the highest place in Jannah, my little brother. Copyright © 2026 by Nadia Zainaudin. All rights reserved.

[Echoes of A First Love: 012486] is a Korean drama-style analog romance novel steeped in emotional nostalgia. Set in 1996, it follows the youth and passionate love of Jinhee and Joonwoo, international students who meet at a university in Boston. Immerse yourself in the nostalgic analog sensibility of the 1990s and the picturesque, exotic landscapes of Boston. Highly recommended for anyone who loves intense first loves, coupled with a mature, deep romance between characters in their fifties. * New chapters every Monday, Wednesday and Friday.*