Amnesia Orion Novels & Stories

Now, with the negative confirmation, she can finally put the past weekend behind her. Meanwhile: Orions Guild continued to look into other possibilities for the abductions from the club. Bayne spent all day and practically any chance he had, doing background checks on the customers of the club. The owner provided through email, a list of credit cards used the night they went to the club to give them a start. Bayne has multiple laptops doing multiple internet searches for social media accounts from the credit cards as well as the standard background search along with any other information he can find. So far, he has come up with zero suspects from the club.

Orion asked with one perfectly curved eyebrow arched up in question. “No of course not,” Dahlia said. “The aphrosiacs also have another effect on the mind, they cause mild memory loss, so you wouldn't really remember much of what happens whenever we do this,” she explained and I nodded in understanding. “So you're saying we're not strong enough to handle the vile memories of our orgies?” I asked her. “Ugh, you're insufferable,” she said with a heavy roll of her eyes. “I’m so fucking done… we can discuss this properly some other time.” she turned to walk away and my arm quickly wrapped around her slim waist pulling her back towards me.

“And as for not recognizing you, Luna Jasmine has gone through some traumatic accident which must have caused a shock to her brain, leading to traumatic amnesia. Now, I want to reassure you that traumatic amnesia is not the same as Alzheimer's or dementia. It's a specific condition that can be treated with the right approach. We'll need to monitor her progress closely, and I recommend cognitive therapy to help her regain her memories. So be rest assured that she will be perfectly fine and needs to be away from stress at all cost” ** It’s been exactly ten minutes since Doctor Tim has left but the Hospital room still feels extremely quiet. No one has said a word since my horrible condition has

When I finally looked up into Amon’s eyes, his brows were raised in question. Movement behind me drew his gaze from me to Orion… then back to me…before settling on Orion again. Amon had never met or seen Orion. He knew my past—just like Julie—but Orion had remained a faceless ghost from a chapter of my life that I tried to forget. The look on Amon’s face at this moment, said everything… he knew. But that wasn’t all. The heat radiating from behind me, as if a fire had been lit, rattled me. I turned back to glance at Orion. His eyes were fixed on Amon, jaw twitching, and his hands clenched into fists.

Someone from his past had returned to haunt him. And when Orion found them, he would tear the truth from their bones. *** Back in Orion's chambers, his thoughts were not on the Outlands, nor the Hunters, nor even Iver's incompetence. They returned, unbidden, to the face of a human girl lying bloodied on the snow. The memory had rooted itself deep in him—her body broken, yet her spirit unyielding. She should have begged; she should have wept. Instead, her eyes had burnt with defiance, daring even in the presence of death.

(Adrian) "What is your game?" He growled out. She blinked at him. "What are you playing here?" Adrian looked at her with anger and irritation. Shit. He couldn't believe himself and Orion that they had almost marked Amelia. What kind of idiocy was that? Marking a woman who they had only met an hour ago? 'I don't know what was wrong with me, but I- I can't stop thinking about this woman.' Orion said with a snarl. 'She is doing witchcraft. I am sure there is some trick here.' Orion sounded almost paranoid. Adrian wanted to laugh.

Orion said when he noticed my haunted look as I searched for him and then I just stared without saying anything. "You.. Father.. You.." I was in to much shock to say anything else. "Yeah let's change the memory." And then the memory changed but I still stared at my mate, too much information for me to see the other memories. I heard Artemis in my mind saying she will save the memories for me to see later. The memories stopped when I turned my head to hear Dahlia's voice and Willow's as well. Orion sat under a tree watching a little boy and a little girl play with each other but Orion just watched them when Willow smiled and walked up to him but I couldn't hear anything. LIke it was muffled o

But what could she do? … Meanwhile, at the hospital, Orion had woken up. Whether this was good news remained unclear. The little boy seemed so traumatized that he'd completely forgotten what happened at the restaurant. When he saw Marisol, he rushed over with obvious joy. "Mommy!" Seeing that Orion had no memory of the restaurant incident, and confirming he hadn't recalled witnessing his birth mother kill his father years ago, both Marisol and Nolan finally breathed easier. Perhaps it was better that he couldn't remember such terrible things.

"I'm sorry, I... I don't remember anything." "It's selective amnesia, triggered by the trauma," the family's old doctor explained quietly to Orion. "Her mind has built a wall around the event—and the people who caused it—to protect itself." "Will it come back?" Orion's voice was hoarse. "It's hard to say. Perhaps never. Or perhaps it will take a powerful trigger." I looked at this man named Orion. He was a stranger, but his presence filled me with an unexplainable sense of peace. "Am I... important to you?" I asked softly.

/“Orion, come to my office, now! It’s about Morana—her wolf... No, fuck, not her wolf, something else. It’s fucking responsible for Camellia and Osiris’s memory loss!” Orion’s confusion and alarm buzz through the link. “On my way!” he responds, urgency clear in his mental voice. As I wait, pacing, the pieces of the past weeks’ events start to fall painfully into place. Morana’s wolf, the dreams, the strange behavior, the memory losses... It all makes sense now, but the truth does nothing to ease the weight on my chest. When Orion bursts into the office, his expression is one of deep concern. “Nero, what the hell is going on? What the fuck happened with Morana?”