After Amnesia, I Refuse To Be A Doormat Luna Novels & Stories

I turned to my bed and the couches, flipping and throwing everything as well until my whole room looked like it was destroyed by a tornado. “Luna, stop it. It might harm the baby.” An Omega tried to grab my arm to stop me, but I pushed her away from me, making her fall to the ground. “Ah!” The omega yelped in pain when a broken shard pierced through her palm. I stared at her with no care in my eyes. “Don’t call me Luna anymore! Didn’t you hear what they said? The wedding was canceled. I will never be a Luna!” I shouted as I pushed the chair beside me, making it tumble to the ground.

Yeni could only liken Aris to a warm lantern illuminating her dark world. "Aris is currently being treated. He's conscious, but unfortunately, he has amnesia. In my opinion, use this opportunity to manipulate Aris. Just act good, like Allisya. Who knows, Aris might think you're Allisya, not Yeni," Luna suggested with her brilliant idea. Luna was confident Yeni could be relied upon, unlike Zahra, who always protested and demanded compensation. Whereas Yeni was generous and didn't ask for anything in return. That's what Luna liked.

“You don’t remember anything?” Luna opened her mouth, but words failed. She looked down at her hands—slender, pale, and elegant. Not the hands of a girl who clutched notebooks and bruised easily from being shoved against lockers. These were the hands of someone delicate, someone pamperedand someone important. “I remember falling,” she lied softly. Seraphine nodded once. “That is expected. Trauma has likely taken the rest. The physicians warned us of memory loss.” Memory loss is a perfect excuse but not the truth. Luna slowly pushed herself higher against the pillows. “This place. This world. Endymion Empire—does it mean I’m in another?” Her voice dropped.

This was the version of Luna he had never once seen before. She used to be a timid person—someone that would get nauseous and vomit at the sight of a car accident. At that moment, however, she had gone so far as attempting to kill someone amid the rage of losing her best friend! Joshua used to think that Luna and Anne were just close friends, and it was not until that day that he finally realized just how much Anne meant to Luna—so much so that Luna passed out and suffered amnesia after hearing about Anne's death, and so much so that she would be willing to kill the person responsible for Anne's death in front of thousands of pairs of watchful eyes.

“ Let her in ! “ said Luna from inside . When they heard her , they opened the door and Mel came inside . She looked at Luna as she was laying on the bed watching tv . Mel was surprised to see that she was watching a sad movie . Luna hated sad movies the most and she would never watch them . The only time she watched sad movies was when Kevin’s accident happened . “ Geez , why are you watching such a sad movie ? You don’t like them . You aren’t like this . “ said Mel taking the remote and shutting the tv down . “ Don’t turn it off . I was watching it . “ said Luna trying to grab the remote from her . When trying to grab the remote her sleeve went down and Mel saw her scratches . “ Luna…..wha

"Please, somebody save me! Luna Morgan, I'm sorry, I won't disobey you again, please! I will do whatever you say!" "What is she rambling about?" my mum asked, pulling her hand back in concern. I can't believe this. For some strange reason, Aurora has amnesia, but not complete amnesia—she remembers Luna Morgan. But she's forgotten everything else, including me, "You're no longer a slave. You're free," I said, trying to calm her down. I placed her gently on the floor, speaking in the softest voice I could manage. "What do you mean I'm free?" she asked, surprise replacing the terror on her face.

“Damien. If you found Selene you need to be careful. She left. She chose to leave and whatever story she’s telling you now.” “She has amnesia,” I said flatly. “She didn’t choose anything. She woke up in a hospital with nothing and rebuilt herself from zero while you sat on her location for eighteen months.” The line was very quiet. “Who told you that,” she said. The warmth was completely gone now. “Doesn’t matter.” “Damien I can explain.” “I’m sure you can,” I said. “You’re very good at explaining things. Fabricating documentation. Building narratives. You’re genuinely talented at it.” I paused. “Where is Marcus Hale on Tuesday afternoons.”

Her mouth opens but only a choked whine comes out. I stand over her. Watch her gasp on the floor. "You seriously don't remember me?" She stares up at me. Terrified. Confused. Dying. "I'm his wife." I crouch down. "I'm the Luna, your Luna. And I'm tired. I'm so fucking tired of always remembering that you're still in his life. I'm bloody tired of your past great love being shoved in my face every now and then. I want you gone, off the face of the earth."

Together, we took the final steps. And when I emerged from the other side, bloodied, burned, but still standing—I turned to face them. “I am Amara,” I said, voice hoarse but unwavering. “Daughter of no one. Betrayed, rejected, cast aside. I walked your path of fire and did not fall. I claim my title not by blood, but by will. I am your Luna.” A long silence followed. Then—Malrick bowed. Slowly. Stiffly. But he did.

luna begins to hyperventilate because the memories are flooding back *Flash back* Cara types furiously on her phone, she hit sends on her gram story! Luna opens her phone to check her messages and she received 15 text messages some said " FUCKING WHORE" SHE SO UGLY SHE HAS TO FUCK A MAN TO GET TO THE TOP"as she reads the messages she sees "Carmen is typing" Luna texts Luz "Luz help me someone started a rumor did you it? Carmen is typing she saw it I am crying help me"