Amnesia Story Novels & Stories

Cole Sullivan's intermittent amnesia has lasted for three years. Every so often, he'll forget me and fall hopelessly in love with my younger sister, Roselle White. The night before our wedding, he loses his memory again. I sit right beside his hospital bed, yet his eyes pass over me as if I weren't there and land once again on Roselle. Mom and Dad have long since gotten used to smoothing things over. "Rach, you know about Cole's condition. Don't take it personally." I make an excuse to leave. Halfway down the hall, I realize I've forgotten my phone. I've just reached the door when I hear my family laughing and talking inside the room. "So, Cole, how do you plan to tell Rachel about your

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

he kept clenching and unclenching his jaws. Nirvana hesitated for a bit as she wring her fingers together before she answered his question. “I am not supposed to tell anyone this, he told me never to mention it but what is the use of remaining quiet now? Anyone could come at me, no amount of pain would be a pinch on the one I am feeling now.” She seemed to talk to herself before she cleared her throat. “On the day after Derek’s wedding, I had an accident that caused me to have amnesia and Derek told me that it would be for the best if I kept it under wraps because I had a lot of people targeting me and trying to kill me or bring me down.” “What?! You have amnesia?! From five years ago? Till

The air conditioning inside the doctor’s office was cold, but I felt colder inside, The doctor clasped his hands, resting them on the table as he stared at me. “He’ll be fine, right?” I asked, my voice hoarse. “It’s probably because of the anesthesia or the surgery.” The doctor’s voice was clinical, but I could hear the weight in it. “Miss… it appears he’s experiencing retrograde amnesia. The injury has affected his memory, specifically, the period of time in which you were present in his life.” My heart dropped into a cold, empty place. My hands trembled as tears welled in the corners of my eyes again. “W-What do you mean? Why would it happen?”

*Enough to know that if I tell you everything right now, you'll leave. The words won't stop circling. I turn them over the way I used to turn over spreadsheets that didn't balance, looking for the line where the numbers stopped making sense. Except this isn't a spreadsheet. This is a man who flinched at a name, who moved like muscle memory instead of relearned instinct, who just told me...as close to plainly as he's willing to get... that the amnesia isn't the whole truth. I set the glass down without drinking from it.

“Now what is the problem doctor?” “The girl has amnesia. She doesn't remember anything. Not even her own name.” And, Kane felt like he was already walking from getting out of the pan and into the fire itself. “Fuck doctor! What do you mean that girl has amnesia? How the hell!” Kane lost it and banged his knuckles against the wall. “Relax Mr Whitemon. There's still a possibility she might regain her memory soon but not for the time being. Her head suffered major injuries and affected her frontal lobes.” Kane didn't understand any of the doctor's words nor did he want to understand. All he knew is that little girl was going to become a burden on him. If he wished he would dump her in this hosp

I stared at Killian who nodded and began to explain. “Selective amnesia is a form of memory loss in which a person loses specific memories while keeping back others, and this is often related to particular events or time periods. This condition can be triggered by trauma, stress, or psychological factors, and typically, the memories lost are those associated with emotionally distressing or significant experiences.

My brother by blood, Eric Wilson, was having an affair. I found out about it. However, I chose not to tell his wife. Instead, I blackmailed him into buying me three luxury handbags.

"Have you been satisfied?" Adel woke up from his place, sitting between those who had been waiting for him to wake up. Everything was finally one by one, telling his little story was not my concuss all this time. A complicated story. But, I like all of his channels, I'm the main character who fell asleep in Amnesia who I attacked. The fact that both parents with me are not my parents. But, our homes are loyal to our house. Then, Fathan he was not my best friend but my old brother who played a role in becoming my died, Nathan.

he said, his voice breaking slightly, "why let me believe you were lost. Why let me sit beside your bed explaining your own marriage back to you like a stranger." I sat down heavily across from him, my hands pressed together, trying to find some way to explain something I barely understood myself. "Because the amnesia was the only version of me that ever let itself be gentle with you," I said. "Do you understand what I'm saying. Not the injury changing who I was. The forgetting itself, becoming a kind of permission I'd never given myself before. I could hold your hand without the weight of two years of guilt sitting behind it. I could ask if I'd been good to you without already knowing, with