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Fragments Of Memories

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Life is but a box of memories. We can't deny that our heart is often fond of memories .As we grow up from children to youth, adult to old we hold nothing in our soul and mind but the memories . Still our last breath we carry  those memories in our heart . People , place and things may change with time, but moments that turned to memories remain the same . It's an inevitable part of human life and we often love to dwell and linger  in our memories . It is this memories which make our life seem more beautiful and precious !  

So here is my first attempt of a novel  on collection of some fragments of memories to see the beauty of life in retrospect and titillate those beautiful moments which my heart will never grow old of and how I still carry those memories in the every present moment of life and living a life just like all the other people ,like every normal human being . I am a common human with uncommon life story, memories and thoughts . So let's see life how it is from my eyes ,and have a new experience , discover a new story through me and in me . Cause just like everyone is unique from each other , everyone has his unique story of life too !All Rights Reserved

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lost souls: rain, stars, and iced coffee by anotherneurotic

Does anyone remember how anything begins? Or how anything ends? For every story, every song, every movie has a beginning to an end and an end to a beginning, but what about the rest? What about prior to the beginning or after the end, and everything in between? No one cares about that, I guess. Everyone just wants to know how what begins and how what ends; the rest is history. The rest is nothing and everything at the same time, because those who want to see, want to feel, breathe in it all--they are the lost souls in the world. They are lost, searching, needing, and craving souls. They are you and they are me. Lost in this world of collateral damage, hoping to be rescued. Searching for what can rescue them, whether that be a person or a drug or a hobby. Needing whatever it is soon because they have drowned and they are six feet under, floating in alcohol and seizing due to heroin and crying because of a him or a her. And craving--craving to die and to live all at once, for they know life is a beautiful disaster and they know about the good and the evil in this world; it has hurt them, numbed them, and misplaced them. But maybe, all they need to do--what every one of us needs to do--is stop whatever it is we're doing. Stop searching. Stop needing. Stop craving. And be. Just be. warning: a majority of this work will be in lower case on purpose

Chasing Tide (A Merman's Tale And The Human Who Desired Him) by AlphaKelly

One of the most painful things on earth is to lose a loved one. Whether in death or heartbreak. It's a pain different from all others. You feel every burn, every ache, your senses awaken, and greedily await a memory to sip in and then wreck your entire being. She took everything. His Light. His Heart. His Soul. It had no end. For years it went on like it would never end. But, it did. Just in passing, a normal day, a day like every other, but it was the day, his heart danced truly and his chest tighten as if a fierce wind had passed by, blending with his soul, leaving a suffocating feeling in his chest, a choking sensation in his throat, there was a pressure making it hard to breathe. ******* "My heart has heated for the human and my blood has flown for him. Every time I thought of him, my heart would ache. It would ache so much I couldn't breathe, the feeling of despair, yet sweetness... Even so, I still couldn't stop thinking about him." So...this is how it feels to love a person. "I belong to you, just as this merman belongs to the seas. Like a falling leaf belongs to its roots." "Nothing can stop me from falling into your embrace." ******* ®®

The Lost Things by Vladaafranska

Throughout life, everyone saves something up. Mostly it is money or some little things like stamps and coins, but we all unconsciously collect emotions and memories our entire lives because we are human beings, and the mental world is more important to us than the physical one. However, this book is not going to be about our savings but our life-long losses. This is a book of lost things. It is partly autobiographical, but most of it is generalising. Because of the topic, it may seem depressive. Partially it is. Again, we are talking about losses. But still, my goal is not to cause a reader's regret and sadness but to show the importance of certain minor things and maybe revive some kind of memories - no matter good or bad, walking along the life path of an ordinary person.

Destined By Fate by LoraWhite6

Kendall has always lived a quiet life in a small town in Illinois with her family, friends, and boyfriend Jordan. Her life had been mostly happy other than when her best friend moved away when she was 10. It took her years to get over that loss. Then several years later, tragedy struck when her father passed away suddenly and Kendall was forced to move with her mom closer to Chicago where she could find a job to support the two of them. Little does Kendall know that she is in for the surprise of a lifetime. From the book.... As he catches up to me, he grabs my arm swings me around and with one swift movement he ushers me into a nearby empty classroom with the lights off. He cages me in against the wall. His close proximity is making me dizzy and my mind is thinking very dirty thoughts. Wait no. I can't think like that anymore. "Kendall." He says hungrily. "You are mine and only mine. You drive me wild and no one else can have you." He says as he attacks my lips. It feels so amazing I can't help but kiss him back. I run my hands through his beautiful hair and he groans into the kiss. Man I don't want this to ever end. I feel drunk on him. I don't think I can let him go. He stops suddenly to finish his thoughts. "No one can make you feel like this. Or kiss you here...." He says as he kisses down my neck. I moan and he smirks pulling his face impossibly close to mine. "..or touch you." He says as he takes his hand and brushes it lightly down my arm and he snakes it back around my back pulling me even closer if that is possible. He finally stops at my ass which he squeezes delightfully and I hum in response. Warning: Contains graphic sexual content. Read at your own discretion. You will not be warned ahead of time. This is your only warning.

My Friend..... My Lover? by meloshaz

A Tale of hearts. A story of love... 🌹🫶🌹🫶🌹 Two people, two souls.... One chance ....... One choice....... Love or Career ? 🌹🤭No resemblance to any person, living or not. No relation or resemblance to their lives or life-story. Purely fictional characters. Based on no actual persons or experiences. No relation to First K. or Khaotung T. Just a story, a tale of love....🌹🤗 Your votes, comments, opinions and ideas will determine whether this story gets told. Drop a note....

That 'Some' Relationship {COMPLETED} by 48ivy1

In this world, 'unconfessed love' are more than the 'unrequited love' or 'the breakups'. In a bond between two people, each assume, what and how the other person stands in their life. But 'what am I in your life?" is the question that always be in their mind. 'Am I in your dreams, Am I in your thoughts, Am I being missed?', those questions to which we wanted to hear the (desired) answers but are scared of asking. Most importantly, we wish to know, 'Do those questions pop in your head TOO?' Because more than, 'I miss you', we always wonder about, 'Do you miss me like I do?' If those questions are in your head, then you're in a 'some relationship'. The relationship where you will find yourself hoping that it will get somewhere, and you'll end up in always hoping rather than realizing your destination. To fall in love with a person, age didn't set any restriction. To understand what love is, age and level of understanding played as barricades. Those barricades streamlined the traffic of emotions into nervousness, shyness and palpitations. It told her to run whenever he enters into her peripheral vision. 'Looking, yet not looking', became her way of high school life. Avoid him. Don't let him see you. Don't show him your emotions. Don't let him know anything about you! She lived abiding those warning signs. She met him again after many years and realized, those signs, had turned into her regrets. Is it any way possible that he can share her regrets? Will the beautiful memories become bitter? Won't their distance ever vanish? Will the yearnings of the heart, tear them apart? Won't the past ever return? Will their heart forever live like that? P.S: This story is inspired by movies that made me cry. So the credit goes to those movies!

Contract Marriage: I've always loved you ✅ by mehaklovely

He fell in love with the girl he had a one-night stand with. When her true nature revealed, he hated himself for loving her and decided never to see her again. However, his fate took an unexpected turn and entangled him in a contract marriage with her, turning the girl he despised into his temporary wife. Will their love-hate relationship lead to a deeper connection, or will it keep them forever bound by the terms of their contract? *** As I spank her, Grace questions in a surprised tone, "What was that?" "That was for leaving your husband alone in the pool," I respond in a teasing tone, seizing her waist and pulling her towards me, stealing her breath. "But, my dear husband, you're pissing me off. Just move away." She tries to break free from my grasp. "Stop moving, Mrs Grey!" "No, I won't listen to you, Mr Grey. You told me you don't want me, so why are you here again?" "I didn't say that I don't want you," I whisper, closing the distance between us, my lips nearing my angry wife's. "It means the same!" She rolls her eyes. "I want you so damn much, okay? And I'm ready to regret it again and again for doing this. Today, I'll show you how much I desire you, my wife." I confess, my fingers playing with her wet hair, and my hand still firmly gripping her waist. "So tell me. Who is stopping you, husband?"

Lesson Learned {Student Teacher Romance} by WhiskeySeattle

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Altered by LuellaOpal

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lost souls: rain, stars, and iced coffee

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