Amnesia Dark Descent Alexander Novels & Stories

Kenzy frowns. "Allow me, If you don't like me, my dear, I like myself!" Alexandra says. "Small Madam!" Tunde's voice blasts the sitting room, Alexandra couldn't hide the irritation on her face. She practically turns to his direction. Only to see him with someone she was just seeing for the first time. "Hi!" The dark guy says. Alexandra took notice of his deep voice immediately. "Hey, you are here to see?" Karis asks before Alexandra could utter a word.

Martha quietly listened to their conversation and she gasped and covered her mouth when she accidentally pushed one of the container beside them. " Fuck! Mrs. Scott, head down!" Alexis told her through a hush sound. They're both dead if Alexander find out that they followed him. She's in tears when she learned that her husband Alexander who was as good like he couldn't kill a fly was a savage gambler of human body to the vampire packs.

he told us. “Well you know our names for the most part, Zach Maxwell, Finn Black and Marcus Jackson. You know Aria has amnesia? She can’t remember much past her recent attack. Help us figure out who did it, and we’ll welcome you in,” Zach told him. Erik growled, “someone fucking attacked her? I’ll kill them.” Finn clapped his back, “that’s what I like to hear, buddy.” Aria chose then to walk into the living room. She was fully dressed in a long white dress and looked like an angel.

Alexander breathed shakily as I let out another ear-splitting scream, starting at my hands that were covered in blood and the bottom half of what used to be Alexander’s friend priest lying on the floor while his upper body hung tied from the ceilings, dangling like pork. “Oh my God,” I panted repeatedly before Alexander stepped up to cover my eyes with his palm, pulling me into him and shielding me from the words I had seen written on the dewy glass of the bathroom mirror behind Priest’s dead body. WRONG ONE. PLAY AGAIN? “What kind of sick, perverted fuck does something like this?” Alexander’s haunted growl sounded like it was coming from somewhere far away as he rocked my sputtering sobs to

I felt Rhys go rigid beside me, his hand finding mine under the table, gripping hard enough to hurt. "Alpha Callahan's memory returned weeks ago," Dave continued, his voice steady, measured, aimed directly at the assembled council rather than at either of us. "Not the fragments he's led this household to believe. Full, complete memory, concealed deliberately, for reasons only he can explain." The chamber erupted into noise, voices overlapping, shock and disbelief and something sharper underneath it all, the sound of a room recalculating everything it thought it understood. "That's a serious accusation," the elder said, raising a hand for quiet. "Do you have proof to support it, Beta Bane?"

The cool drink feels like liquid fire as I attempt to swallow. I can’t ignore how shallow my breathing is. Pretending to be calm doesn’t work. “You know what I mean.” He licks his lips and fixes his gaze on me. The unwavering gaze is still somewhat warm. “You came back knackered, covered in blood and repeating the same thing over and over again.” His voice drops even further even though he leans forward. “You locked yourself in a room for one week and now you’re having panic attacks or whatever the hell that was. Alexander, I don’t think finding whoever you think we’re looking for is how we’re going to know what happened to Alina. Maybe we just need to look into your memories.”

Alexander told Samantha he was going out that night and he might be late. "Alexander why did you call a meeting it's late?" Lucian asked. "I know, it's about Samantha." Alexander said. "What happened to her?" Ken asked. "Nothing, but... Lucian said Samantha had amnesia." "And?" Joelle asked confused. "Since her little accident she's been having these nightmares and dreams. About falling down the stairs and also..." Alexander hesitated. "What? A dream about the fall is a bit normal." Ken said. "Yeah, but not about the other dream." Alexander said.

“Don’t let them take you!” “I’m trying,” I sobbed. “I’m trying” The world tilted again but instead of darkness, I saw… His memories. Not mine. Not the lab. His. Blood on his hands. A gun on the floor. A man begging. Alex standing above him expression cold, unreadable, merciless. I flinched, ripping myself away. “Stop! I don’t want to see this!” But the Awakening didn’t care. It pushed harder. Another memory. Alex in a glass chamber.

She asked with a scary voice, while we bowed immediately. "Xander came to rescue her before we could cut off her neck, so we had to leave to avoid Hutton's identity being revealed," the demon reported to me. Kyle laughed and nodded. "Alright, nice job. I hope you used the memory seal pill on Lena." She asked. "Yes, she won't be able to remember my face when she wakes up!" I replied, and she grinned evilly. "Stand up!" She ordered, and I obliged, but then my eyes fell on a beautiful white-haired lady sitting beside Alpha Stan. Her stare at me was making my body uneasy.

But her dissuasion didn't stop there. "Aaron, Alex, wake up, I'm Amelia, ahem." "Amelia?" Aaron's mind suddenly rang out Alex's weak male voice. After a while, Alex's voice in his head suddenly became high-pitched. "Aaron, stop! She's Amelia!" Aaron was roared by the voice in his head and instantly came to his senses. He looked around and saw the corpses of wolves mixed with flames on the ground. He looked down at the girl under the wolf's claws and quickly removed the wolf's claws from Amelia.