Amnesia: The Dark Descent Monsters Novels & Stories

It was a regular thing for her to see something mysterious on the right preceding her birthday. It's been happening since she was six. Doctor Alan, their family doctor who specialized in mental health had advised her parents countless times to remove the part of Juan's memory-the part that remembered traumatic experiences because when Juana was six, seven, eight, nine, she repeatedly screamed out of her sleep and fell sick afterwards for at least three days. The screams stopped when she turned ten and was replaced by mood swings. When her mother was lulling her to sleep that night, she read the expression on her face and interpreted it right-Fear

Would it taste better? It was as if cold water had been poured on me, and I immediately woke up. My chest was still rising violently, mabilis akong lumingon sa monitor ng computer na ginagamit ko na naka-sleep na, I could barely see my reflection, but it was enough to see what was with me right now. My eyes widened when I saw my very own eyes, which I almost didn't recognize. They were blazing bloody crimson, like the eyes of a predator ready to attack her prey. Who the hell are you?

Cause now we are dealing with the infamous SCHIZOPREN. Alkhun flinched. "What was that?" Alkhun wasn't able to answer immediately thinking what they should do at the next creature. "It was a dark creature." "A western Monster?" Amari asked, and ALkhun nodded. "A rare one, the B- Rank Monster that creates illusions depends on the immortal's memories. " Alkhun could feel the presence eat the back of those jars. Somehow creepy, out of this world presence, somehow familiar to him. "The ones who are usually found in Dark forest?" Amari asked, almost trembling.

I stuck my head out of my room, peering over the dark interior. Despite Samael's ancient taste in decor, the hall was well spaced and open. Probably for Kedar's sake, or any other monster he probably has. I looked over the high ceiling that was held up by smooth stone bricks. The floor looked to be of some other material that I couldn't distinguish. Its color was a very deep purple that looked black. A metal railing was near the center, where a hole was carved so you could see below. Further down the hall to my right were two big doors, the stone frame making the dark wood pop. I looked over the torches and the hanging bowls full of fire that set a soft glow over the whole place. It was... s

“If there’s a single scratch on my body, the entire Chicago would know what kind of monsters you all are.” “When the time comes, you will meet our monsters first,” I snarled. “Keep your empty threats to yourself, Dominic.” She narrowed her eyes. “They don’t scare me anymore; in fact, it’s boring and repetitive.” “If there’s anything worth remembering about you, Sophia, that is, you are an attention-seeking whore. We know the video is fake, and you are desperate. Get to the fucking point. NOW!”

He pinched his nose, and his eyes narrowed when he saw the monster in bed with scars all over its face. Evan jumped with fright and took a step back. "Who is this? Why did you allow this ugly thing onto your bed, Dad?" Frank sighed when he saw that Evan had no idea who the person was. That was when the person suddenly spoke in a horribly hoarse voice. "You must be a very busy man to have forgotten me in such a short time, Evan." Evan frowned and carefully scrutinized the monster in front of him. He asked hesitantly, "Are you… Rebecca?"

"The company is really in crisis now. It truly needs your help." "You wouldn't want to see the company you built with your own hands collapse, would you?" Seeing old friends come to plead with me, I asked, "Do you all know that Anthony's amnesia was fake?" Faced with my question, everyone fell silent. I saw it clearly—there was no surprise in their eyes, only regret. Bracing my hands on the table, I burst out laughing. So it wasn't just Anthony who had betrayed me. Even my colleagues and friends of many years had helped him hide it from me.

"No, I wouldn't. Daddy only likes the bad lady. He lets her bully you, and he kicked you out of the bedroom and forced you to be a nanny. "If he really lost his memory, then how can he remember such a big company and all those complicated social connections but forget only you, Mommy?" That was right. Ambrose claimed he had amnesia, yet he hadn't forgotten his company or all the people in his network. The only thing he'd conveniently forgotten was me. I'd been in the business world for years and had seen all kinds of tricks, yet I'd actually fallen for such a shallow lie. I clenched my teeth and laughed at my own stupidity.

To strike at him would be even worst. The Ancestor was an honest upright person. But the Secret Realm and exiting had made her a little crazy. To much went on while she was gone. "Are you sure this Ren did not do it out of wanting something?" Maleficient asked. 'I need to clear my mind before I make another mistake. So many "Mental Monsters" have formed inside me.' Mental Monster basically causes a cultivator to hallucinate and doubt themselves. Coupled with a Heart Monster, the cultivator usually goes into to full-on hysteria destroying their own cultivation and everything they ever cared for.

"Then you're wasting your effort. Lisa has been with me for years—everyone knows how much she loves me! She's only close to you now because she's lost her memory. Once I tell her the truth, she'll come back to me!" Grayson started to respond, but fell silent. The light in his eyes dimmed. He knew Ethan wasn't lying. All these years, he had seen with his own eyes just how deeply I loved Ethan. I caught that shift in his expression clearly and stepped forward. When they saw me, a flicker of panic crossed their faces. Ethan rushed toward me, pointing at Grayson. "Lisa, do you know—" Before he could finish, I cut him off. "Ethan, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. I never lost my memory."