Amnesia Dark Descent Alexander Novels & Stories

But until now, I had never woken remembering anything concrete. “Tenebris.” I said the name out loud. “Humm?” Alex mumbled. “The name of what is coming. His name is Tenebris.” Alex’s weight next to me shuffled as he pulls himself into a more upright position. “You have never remembered anything like before, are you sure?” He peeks down at me. “Yes, why do you recognise the name?” “Perhaps. I don’t really remember…” He looks off into the darkness, trying to recall something from his past. “My mother once talked about a demon that lived in the shadowed lands. A demon that would one day raise the darkness. She said he was called Tenebris.”

Let me just adore this ugly den of rascal ferocious animals. ‘How on Earth did this go so deep? Deeper than the abyss of nothingness’ All I could wish to remember was the Elysian fields I passed by with the God of a man Alexander the Great. Conqueror of all time and mine. Yet my shattered memory keeps replacing it, with what is supposed to be a continuation of my dreadful life. ‘What have I done to deserve this?’ ‘Nothing’ A whisper, almost a wish, tried to console me.

“The rogue scandal… sabotaging my supplies… poisoning me with the Elixir of Varran… hijacking NovaNet… sending rogues to my pack… involving the Ashwolves…” Alex exhaled slowly, letting his lips vibrate with a low hum. “Is that all?” “What else did he do that I won’t remember? I’m sending him to his grave myself.” Alex ran a hand through his hair. “Selective amnesia… that’s… crazy.” “I heard that,” I snapped, and leaned back, every nerve on fire. “Ufff. Sorry about that,” he muttered. “Just tell me the damn connection between what you asked me about Derek and what happened to Abby. What’s the connection? Or do you think I’ve forgotten that too?”

I just used alternative ingredients but it is failed because it's not potent enough. "Let's get a lot of these, hurry. Find Lunette."

In the shadows. My stomach dropped. “That’s impossible.” Alexander looked at the screen. “Who is that?” I whispered the answer. “Desmond.” The woman nodded. “Yes.” My world tilted. “No.” “Desmond isn’t merely an Alpha.” She paused. “He is part of the Phantom bloodline too.”

King Richard retorted, his voice steely. "Fair enough," Alex replied, his tone chillingly casual. In a swift, merciless motion, he grasped Prince Nicholas by the head. Without a hint of hesitation, he executed a brutal act. Nicholas's head fell, his dark red blood starkly contrasting against the cold stone floor. The brutality of the act was both shocking and decisive. "Should you wish for war, then so be it," Alex declared, his eyes cold and unyielding. "Remember, although you are a king, I am also the Dark King. Never underestimate me."

It was pathetic, watching my twin sister, my other half, unravel over a man who never saw her as anything but a shadow. And the worst part was the fact that she did not realize that he's been using her for a while. It was simple pleasure for him, something and someone that he can control. He did not want her around. “Alpha.” Alexander’s voice cut through the quiet. My second-in-command stood near the door, shoulders straight, eyes wary. He’d seen this before, the calm before I tore something apart. “You know not to bother me when I am in a mood.” “I believe that you need to hear this from me.” He said, looking away from me as he stepped inside.

Amelia responded, not hiding her dissatisfaction. "I understand how you feel lady Amelia but, does reading instructions that I was given and I cannot go against them. It is most possible that you are misunderstood what the monthly rate at close you because I'm not allowed to tell you exactly who she is as that is against my regulations as a seer. The only thing I can tell you right now is how you can point out who she is because like I said earlier, the witch who is a direct descendant of Alisa, is much more closer to you than you think and all you need is to hear the things that I'm going to help you point out who she is," Alma explained and Amelia honestly couldn't believe it.

He chuckled. How could I allow myself to forget that Maverick was the true God of absolute dark powers? "While you were living your life like a mortal I was living my life like the God I truly am." Alexander wryly exclaimed. "I was not living my life like a mortal." I snapped angrily. He teleported to me and grabbed my face. I closed my eyes so I would not look into his eyes. I could not allow my guard to drop in this cave. "You made yourself weaker so that you could gain a thrill out of life. You erased your memories so many times so you could be someone you are not. Was that thrill worth it or do you need me to help you out?" Alexander whispered near my ear, his words had me paling.

“Solomão, I know that, Aurora was already here, she wanted to take Delmom, don’t worry, nothing will happen. “You know they were the ones who killed your father, right? So do everything you can to stop their invasion, because if that happens, this city will be destroyed. “I know, it was them, I am eternally grateful for you opening my eyes, my great friend, I believe we were great friends in the past. Only Félix's old father knew who he was, but there was no opportunity for him to reveal everything to his son, who was the monstrous one in this story. But the big way out of all this will be resolved if Delmom assumes his destiny as a great Alpha warrior. “My revenge happened thanks to Félix’s