Amnesia Romance Novels & Stories

“Doctor, quickly! Elena is awake! But… my wife doesn’t recognize me! She… she’s looking for Damian—her ex-husband!” The doctor immediately approached Elena and began examining her general condition with a flashlight and other tools. “Mrs. Elena,” the doctor said calmly, “can you tell me what day it is today?” Elena looked confused. “I don’t know. But I have to go home. Damian must be worried. And the children must be waiting for me…” Nathan bowed his head, his hands clenched at his sides. After a moment, the doctor turned to Nathan. “Mr. Nathan… your wife is experiencing symptoms of partial amnesia. Most likely due to trauma during her coma. It seems her memory has stopped at the time before

Clarisa asked her friends tearfully, feeling increasingly lost as she struggled to find answers to her questions. The friends exchanged glances. It was true that Clarisa seemed to have been forced into marrying Reed, but in the end, she did fall in love with him. “Remember, you have amnesia. It’s normal not to remember anything, but we promise you, you love your husband and your baby,” Loren assured her friend. “So stop overthinking things. It’s not good for you. We’re here, your friends,” Loren added, and then they all hugged Clarisa.

“She argues with me. She breaks coffee mugs because she refuses to settle for a man who wants to silence her. She doesn’t care about my money, or my title, or my family.” Irene’s breath caught visibly. She went perfectly still, held captive by the sincerity in my tone. “You asked me who I was looking for, Irene,” I continued, leaning in until only the width of the table separated us. “The truth is, I had amnesia about the night we met. I didn’t remember your name. I didn’t remember the club.” I held her gaze. “But my body remembered you.” My voice dropped lower. “My nervous system remembered exactly how it felt to be awake for the first time in years.”

"The couple had a car accident, the guy was okay... but the woman... got an amnesia..." "Amnesia..." she repeats almost a whisper. "Yes, the woman forget everything about her husband____" "And?" "Well, that the question I want to know myself... I want to know if the woman will regain her memories and remember everything about her husband... Whom she truly loves sharing vows with each other in a very, very romantic way." he speaks while staring at her, studying her action. "I guess, it's interesting..." "Are you coming with me?" "Yes, I'd love to know what would happen."

“When you woke in the healer’s den, your hand went straight to the scar where your ring used to be. Muscle memory, instinct. You remembered it before your mind even had a chance to lie. Wolves don’t forget that easily.” My breath caught. My heart thudded hard against my ribs. He was right. That movement had been automatic, subconscious. “But someone truly suffering from memory loss?” he continued, stepping closer, “They don’t remember marks left by love, or betrayal.” I opened my mouth to deny it again, but his eyes held me still. Had he known all along?

A smile crosses my lips as I imagine the kind of naughty and not-so-naughty things would get into to pass the time. The heat clawing up my skin makes me feel like giving myself to him, but even I know he might not be okay with me like this. I hate the guilt of disappointing him when I don’t recall the time we spent together and the moment we fell in love or, worse, some critical matters like what if he has allergies, and I almost kill him because I forgot them? Are those with amnesia permitted to date and get married without critical information? The nurse pushes the wheelchair toward the left path, and the sound of the water splashing from the fountain, coupled with the breeze carrying the

“I heard she’s awake. How is she?” “Alive,” Damien said. “But she doesn’t remember anything. The doctors say she has amnesia. She doesn’t know who I am. Doesn’t remember the accident. Doesn’t remember anything from the past few months.” Amnesia. Perfect. Even better than Victoria had hoped. “That’s terrible,” Victoria said, injecting sympathy into her voice. “Can I see her?” Damien hesitated. Then nodded. “She’s confused. Scared. Try not to overwhelm her.” “Of course,” Victoria said.

" Larisa asked as they began to eat. Gavin could not even touch his food with their presence. He definitely told them many times not to come yet. But he never thought that they would be so obstinate to listen to him. Gavin eyed Larisa, while Larisa was only looking at Amara. She just wants to confirm if Amara really lost her memories. "I don't. I actually have amnesia," she mentioned, wearing that weak smile. "Yeah. We heard about that," Estevan said, playing along with what Gavin started with her. "Do you love Gavin?" Gabe asked, cutting to the chase. Misty almost coughed while eating when Gabe asked that straightforwardly. He was talking like Luna. His eyes went straight at Luna, and she s

Kim said, his eyes wide with knowing amusement. They moved to the dining table, the silence punctuated by the clinking of cutlery. Nate finally broke the silence. "I found something interesting " "What is it, that she loves you," Kim teased. "Fuck off, I am serious, she has amnesia," he said, his voice low. Kim stopped mid-bite, his eyes widening. "Amnesia? What are you talking about?" "She can't remember her past," Nate explained, his gaze fixed on the swirling noodles in his bowl. "There's something… broken. Something missing."

get divorced. Emma Richard closed her eyes and said nothing. The voice of Alex Roberts rang in my ear again. "I always think of you after amnesia. It's very strange. For example, when I see a movie, I suddenly see you leaning against the sofa and eating popcorn while crying..." It turns out that he has not completely forgotten, but how can his guilt be worth thousands of times her pain? "It's all over. It's useless to think about it." Emma Richard looked up at him and bent her lower lip with pretending to be relaxed. "Alex Roberts, you are Keira's father, and Keira needs fatherly love, so I won't stop you from caring about her, but... that's all. I just hope she is safe now, can you underst