Amnesia Dark Descent Alexander Novels & Stories

When the telescope inside the apartment opposite mine locked onto me, I was curled up on my bed, trembling all over from the toy. When I realized I was being spied on, the panic was accompanied by overwhelming pleasure and excitement. I reached my climax under that intense gaze, becoming completely disheveled, as if being caressed and toyed with by those eyes. I did the boldest thing I had ever done in my life. I faced the intense gaze from afar and slowly parted my legs, showing him how I swallowed the toy. I had no idea that this gaze would soon lead me to countless dizzying losses of control.

Boom!! Pitch Black... Alexander's head was rumbling, everything in front of him was pitch black... The last memory Alexander had was of him releasing all of his anger after hearing that his parents were dead. As he slowly opened his eyes,he could only see a dim, blurry background.In front of him,a silhouette was moving back and forth. Next to the silhouette was a window; lightening flashed outside; brightly illuminating the room as if it were day. Alexander tried moving his body but discovered that he couldn't lift his hand;a mixture of numbness and pain has left it paralysed. It was as if his limbs didn't belong to him.

I said, trying to sound calm. She looked shocked, “I knew it. I had sensed something in your mind. I knew it! There is dark magic at play here. It explains the memory loss.” “Does it also explains why she killed people?” Mary asked. Tabitha didn’t look sure, “it could. But I would have to do some research. Is that why you called me here?” “Yes,” I said, “I have two memories of this woman, named Helena. She’s beautiful and has long black hair and her eyes are really dark. When she touches me, my skin burns. O and she smells rotten, like food gone bad or rotten meat.”

"I don't know who I am! I only know what he tells me." "Then let me tell you," Alexandria panted coldly. "You are a tempest he cannot contain. You are a fire he will burn to embers. And when your memories come back." Emereah's heart pounded. "What does it do?" Alexandria's smile was cruel. "You will kill him." Alexandria turned and left, shutting the door behind her. Emereah fell to her knees, her head reeling. Who am I? There was silence in the night, the fire burning low in Vladimir's bedroom.

Beta Nereo spoke beside him then Alexei came to his senses and made me sit on the sofa then sat beside me. “Now tell me everything in detail.” I sighed and cupped his face. “I'm sorry for making you worried, Alexei. I don't know what happened to me suddenly when I was in the woods. I wasn't feeling good So I went for a run then after getting tired I sat near the river to rest. Suddenly I saw darkness before my eyes and in no time I blacked out. When I woke up I found myself in a totally different place.” “A girl was sitting before me. She said she found me unconscious in the road. When I clearly remember I fainted near the river. I didn't know if she was lying or something happened after I f

“How did you get into my room?” Her face contorted to a calm smile, but there was nothing friendly in the smile. “You really do not know me, Mira Alexander?” How did she know my name? I watched her suspiciously. “I know no one,” I said fast. “Pity. What sort of accident had to make you forget your mistress?" “The doctor says I have amnesia. You need to leave my room. Now. Or I call the guards.” She laughed. “Naive and foolish as usual. Nothing's changed. Perhaps that's why you got in quicker than I expected.”

Then he sighed deeply. "Bella." I looked at him. "You need to know something." His expression became serious. "Alpha Xander was involved in a terrible accident a month before you arrived." I frowned. "What?" Mr. Desmond nodded slowly. "He lost part of his memory." I stared at him. For a moment, I wasn't sure I heard correctly. "What do you mean?" I asked confused. "He remembers most things," Mr. Desmond explained carefully. "His company. His responsibilities. His pack."

Fear and curiosity mingled within me as I exchanged a glance with Alexander, both of us sensing the gravity of the situation. The visitor's voice, laced with an air of mystery and authority, cut through the silence. "Emma Turner, Alexander Reynolds," they said, their tone carrying an undercurrent of menace. "I have information that will change everything." Intrigued yet wary, we invited the visitor in, cautiously navigating the treacherous path laid before us. The visitor introduced themselves as Damien, a master manipulator with a deep knowledge of the secrets that had haunted our lives. They claimed to possess evidence that could shatter our carefully constructed world.

Her eyes were red-rimmed from hours of silent tears. "How could this happen?" she whispered, more to herself than anyone. "How could he hide this from us for so long?" The Lead Pack Healer stood at the foot of the bed, his weathered face grave as he addressed the core Blackwood family members gathered in the room. "The cerebral hematoma has caused severe neurological damage," he explained, his voice clinically detached yet tinged with genuine regret. "In simple terms, Alpha Heir Alexander has lost significant portions of his memory." "How significant?" Richard Blackwood demanded, his Alpha authority unable to mask the tremor in his voice.

Following the trail of dark elemental power, he stumbled upon a nearly collapsed basement where a grim sight awaited him. There, shoulder blades fastened with a restraining hook, stood Daxton. His lower body was submerged in concrete, his mouth gagged to silence him. The sight of a member of the Quantz clan in such a dire state tormented by his own family member stirred a mix of disbelief and anger within Alexander. Alexander removed the gag from Daxton's mouth, allowing him to speak. "Alexander, I..." Daxton began, his voice choked with emotion as tears welled up in his eyes.