Fond Memories
"good memories?" "yea. though i'm nowhere near as smooth a talker as you made me sound to be." "i mean, i didn't actually hear your guy's conversation." she smirks. "all i heard was things i really shouldn't have heard."
Forgotten Memories
Siren, how long till his memory of the present is erased?" "at the rate it's going, not long at all. he's starting to give in which makes it go faster. so i'd say his memory will be gone by probably tonight." "good.
A Lovers Memory
.":: the wolf's head were filled with memories through these actions, at times when that had been together before, when they first had fallen in love, and when they were with friends, and people that the wolf had gotten to know, and had befriended.
Watery Memory
memory was a memory in itself, forever in a trailing infinity that was the night before. but this infinity was limited to the jealousy of the reality that offered it in the first place.
Fond Memories
He murrs deeply before emitting a loud moan as he remembers as his mate once sucked his hard shaft, building him closer and closer until finally, in his memories he had orgasmed, his mate swallowing his wolf seed for the first time.
Memory and Desire
He would be happy, with the memories he had left. she would not go after him. she could not. her wings were skeletal, fleshless and shattered. the wounds had been too many.
The Pain of Memories
The memories aren't as harsh in a dream." "i'd...just like to get some sleep tonight. thanks." "sure...g'night. and kalia?" "yeah?" "if you're still worried about the whole thing, talk to someone.
Sweet Memory
Hey all this is my first story, and I am not the type to write stories. I just found myself writing this last night and finished it in handwritting in one sitting in just under 6hrs (like I say I'm not a writer) so be gentle with the comments, plz. ...
Destructive Memories
This...is how i explain the reason i have no memories. this must be the reason . . . but then . . . whose are these faint traces of what i dub memory? to whom do they belong? certainly not i for i have fallen from the sky . . .
Beginning Memories
Nate smoothed out the covers and made his mother's bed as he finished the little trip down memory lane.
Memories Past
memories past, it paid my debt. now i'm gone, my purpose done. a simple pawn, left at dawn.
Walt's Memorial
His wife also started to chuckle over the memory. they laughed until the light turned green. "ah, well..." walt said, as the sound of screeching tires started to sound to the left.