Amnesia Romance Novels & Stories

" 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

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

from raising his eyebrow it turns to furrow his forehead! "I don't remember." "Is that so? you don't remember me? I'm your ex." "Ex? sorry I have memories that I don't remember."- Mary Ann "Amnesia?" luckily her mood suddenly lights up and her tone becomes approachable "Yes, they told me its Lacunar Amnesia."- Mary Ann, she plays her hair while answering "Really, how are you?" "I'm okay."- Mary Ann "Can I sit here?" "Sure."- Mary Ann

said Axelina. "Sorry, I can't remember about us at all," said Amar regretfully. He couldn't imagine how Axelina would feel right now. The wife he forgot because of the amnesia he was going through. All the memories about the two of them, Amar doesn't remember it at all. “Don't force your memory too much. I don't want anything happen to you. Let your memory run with time. The most important thing for me, I can be with you when this is more than enough for me. I don't want anything anymore,” said Axelina.

"What's with the tone, Damian? Calvin was kind enough to pack up your things for you, but instead of thanking him, you're getting all sarcastic?" Calvin's eyes turned red with tears, and he ducked behind Dad like a wounded child. Seeing this, Anna snarled at me, "You meanie! Don't you dare pick on my dad! Get out of our house!" At that moment, I couldn't help but laugh. My heart shattered, and I couldn't stop shaking. Yvonne had stayed silent up until that moment. She fixed her depthless eyes on me and bit out, "You faked your memory loss, didn't you, Damian?"

Chapter Four Hundred And Seventy-Six “The Damien Romero whom you see now has no recollection of who he was before now.” The shareholders dropped their cutleries in shock, their mouths hanging open as they stared at Zaire. “What?” They asked, looking round at each other before turning back to him, “What does that mean? What are you talking about?” Zaire nodded solemnly, enjoying every out of their reaction, “Yes. Chairman Damien Romero is amnesiac,” he uttered gleefully, “Lost his memory in that big accident after he recuperated and he knows nothing. Absolutely nothing at this point, about who he is.”

“Always running around her.” I leaned forward a little. “So you know something?” She looked around, then lowered her voice. “Fine. I will say a little. But you didn’t hear it from me.” “I promise,” I said quickly. She glanced back at the gate of the house before speaking. “The truth is… Miss Jasmine is not well. She lost her memory. She has Amnesia. She doesn’t remember her past or know people she used to know. She has been like this since the accident.”

I asked. "Wha..... what lovely hug? What passionate hug?" She retorted. "You don't remember hugging me?" I asked and she nodded nervously. "Yeah, I don't remember" she said. "Let me remind you then" I said as I moved closer to her and kissed her on the head. ..........to be continued

Richard would add, with eyes shining at exactly the right degree to impress journalists when necessary. I never found it strange that none of those memories came with scent, texture, or any physical sensation attached. They were films projected on a wall, not something lived in the body. When I questioned that lack of visceral connection, Harvey was always there with the perfect explanation: “Amnesia is like that, darling. Some things come back, others don’t. What matters is what we’re building now.” “Now” meant Boston. The penthouse. The honeysuckle scent. Chopin. Good girl.

Iam shakingme? Please I don't want you getting hurt please go back to bed don't be scared I would never hur to you emily and then look at him.I thinkof what to say, but my mind is telling me torun far away right now."you drove the car that day?"," I was, but I wasn't trying to kill you"He tells me.,I'm confused and my mind is a mess.Howdo I know if he is even telling me the truth??"I don't believe you,I betyou found out about my accident and now,you are trying to trick me,"I yell.,"You had an accident?"he sounds alarmed.,"don't act like you didn't know."I shout.,"You are lying! is this you trying to keep upwith pretending you don't remember me?"heangrily says.,"No! I'm not pretending I don't