A Misty Memory Novels & Stories

“I am just not ready to talk about it, or deal with it. I want to take a few days and sort through some of it, just so I get a better understanding.” “Well that is only fair.” Misty said smiling. “Just don’t tell anyone else that you are getting your memory back, otherwise they are going to question you about everything, and you are going to want to go run and hide.” She said shaking her head. “So you know you’re an Angel right, you were never a demon by choice?” “Yeah I kind of figured that out when I knew Carlos was the first one I remember meeting.” She said looking down at her feet. “I just don’t want demons coming and hurting my sons because of my choices.”

“I guess it was Sunday night. I got my wolf.” Misty gasped. “Congratulations! I know how badly you wanted that.” “Thanks,” Thea said. Misty looked at her strangely. “You don’t seem excited. What’s wrong?” Lizzy sat down next to Misty. “She has amnesia. Doesn’t remember anyone or anything,” Lizzy said. “What?” Misty said. She looked at Lizzy, the triplets, Thea, then back at Lizzy. “It’s a whole thing,” Lizzy said.

"Ah, you know who I'm referring to, mentioning her name is... a littl bit confusing." Kristina fought the urge to frown and faked a smile, one I can immediately see through, she says, "Ah right...her.You don't have to, it really is confusing but... I think your memories got mixed up." I didn't say anything more. I'm sure she told me that... all the memories I hold onto right now, all of them...did she lite about it? Or is it you Kristina who's lying? It's getting harder for me to figure out the truth.

"We're the Sullivans, and one of us might marry Summer someday. You’d better watch out, or you might lose your jobs!" I heard him and laughed, but I was really mad. "Acting all high and mighty in front of my hospital room? I don't even know you guys. Why would I marry any one of you?" Nelson ran up to me, trying to grab my hand, but I pulled away. His eyes were red, as if he had been crying a lot. "Summer, I talked to the doctor. He said you might have lost your memory because of the surgery. "It's okay. If you forgot us, we'll make new, happy memories together. It'll be our way of making things right, okay?"

It held horror in them. “You asked me what flashed through my mind right?” “yes” “Fine, I'll tell you. I remember the sound of the gun going off and blood splattering on my face and clothes. I remember the look in her eyes as she pulled me down along with her. Then I remember the look of achievement in the assailant’s eyes as he smiled at me before turning around to escape. It all happened in the blink of an eye”

Rose Murdock's POV I shook my head hard and denied it. "You're not!" I shoved at him, but the more I struggled, the weaker I became. I smiled bitterly. "Sir, you were just my brother's classmate. What's wrong? Did your memory start failing, too?" Panic and unease suddenly clouded Raymond's eyes. Just then, Daniel stepped out of the house. He frowned. "Why aren't you coming inside?" When he took in the scene, his expression darkened, and he yelled, "What are you waiting for? Get him inside!"

I let her taunt slide and turned to Kane on the bed, pain and disbelief burning in my eyes. "Get his memory back?" I gave a brittle smile. My voice hitched, like I was already about to cry, like her thoughtless cruelty had just broken something in me. "Don't you know, Selena?" I faced her, my voice raw with betrayal. "Mnemowort is a cure for ordinary wolves. But for Kane, whose wolf is grievously wounded, any herb that forces his memories back is deadly poison!" My voice spiked, hoarse with fear. "That'll cage his broken wolf in those splintered memories, ripping at him over and over! Whenever he thinks back, it'll feel like his wolf is being torn open all over again!

"Memories from a realm you do not belong to are not yours. Every adventure you seek in the new world won't be in your possession once you go back to your world." Did this mean if time travel existed and that if she took part in it, she wouldn't remember anything from the new world? Like she would lose her memories? Thalia doubted it. She flipped through the book, inspecting it more cautiously. She wasn't exactly a superstitious person in any way, so there was no way all this was real. Shrugging her shoulders, she searched for a pen in her bag and recited the popular saying under her breath, "There's no harm in trying…"

The mist expanded, flattening out like a massive, holographic mirror, displaying a vivid, moving image directly in the air. It was the Memory-Linking, a rare, sacred magic that forced the subconscious mind to project its truest, deepest memories for everyone to see. The gray mist shifted, and suddenly, a scene from five years ago materialized in perfect, crystal-clear detail. The image showed the grand staircase of the Alonso Manor. A younger Amora, heavily pregnant and looking exhausted, was walking down the steps holding a tray of tea. From the shadows behind her, Katherine appeared. Her face was twisted in pure, venomous jealousy. With a sudden, violent shove, Katherine slammed both of he

When we finally reached the entrance—a yawning fissure in the earth, swirling with a pale silver mist—it was like staring into a living void. Alina stepped forward first, determination burning in her eyes. “Are you sure about this?” I asked. “I have to be.” With a breath, she plunged into the mist. What came next was unlike anything I could’ve prepared for. The world dissolved. We were no longer standing on solid ground but drifting through memories—fractured, disjointed, terrifyingly vivid. Faces from the past flickered in and out: her mother’s smile, her father’s stern glare, Viktor’s cold betrayal. Every memory was a wound reopened, every truth a blade cutting deeper.