Amnesia: The Dark Descent Water Monster Mga Nobela at Kwento

Damon immediately panicked - after all, if he was submerged in these waters, would forget how he loved her and maybe even would be able to complete his mission. - Finally you visited us.- Alistair greeted Damon, came closer and hugged him gently.- Johhan was following you, on Salvadore's orders, and discovered that you fell victim to the charm of the sorceress. Fortunately, he and his brother informed me about it in time. Now, according to our rite, you will be submerged in the black waters of the Lake of Darkness.- he announced, giving a sign to the guards. The two tallest of them grabbed Damon by the arms, took off his jacket, blouse and pants, and then plunged him into the dark abyss. Pen

His voice comes, “Look at all your memories, and go over them, one by one. Try to find where your roots lie.” I try to do this, but the moment I delve into the darkness in my mind, everything starts to become mushy. Images of all kind flit through my mind’s eye, such as every face I saw; Alexander, Caster, their mother, and their father, Bethesda the witch, the old man Cole, and various other faces, some I can name and others I cannot. Various frames from my recent past surface, everything that’s happened after I opened my eyes in the Lunar Legacy pack. And then the gushing starts. Water, water, everywhere. I feel fear and anxiety, I feel alarmed, I’m terrified. I have no control; I can’t st

It looked like her very soul was being peeled away from her bones. The pain was blinding, far worse than any physical wound she had ever endured. Her emerald eyes rolled back, her body arching off the black stone altar as the giant crystal above began to glow with a faint, stolen silver-white radiance. Inside the blinding pain, Amora’s consciousness began to slip away from the physical world. Her vision went dark, and the sounds of the shamans' chanting faded into a distant, underwater murmur. She was falling into a deep, cold void.

One drop of blood fell into the bowl. The seawater turned black. The candles flared. A woman’s voice filled the room. When the silent sea speaks, the crownless king will rise. The walls trembled. Ayame stared at the bowl. The voice continued. He will find the queen in the hour of drowning, but she will carry no memory of his name. Ayame’s breathing changed. I moved closer, stopping before I touched her. The black water began to spin. One line appeared across the whale skin.

Myra’s memories all clashed like a shattered mirror as she found herself in the middle of a dark room, with images broken , shattered and torn thrown into a million pieces. And right in the middle of it all was Draven, the only thing that made sense, the love of her life, and all memories started to settle in, just as they were blocked by the harrowing cruel eyes of the quilla monster above her. One that she tried to fight as his monstrous eyes beheld something sinister in them as he clawed at her skin, the attack urging her into a defense.

Chapter 3 "Ahh!" A bloodcurdling scream ripped from my throat. A monster loomed before me, its grotesque features twisting in the bathroom mirror. Panic seized me; I scrambled out of the bathroom, my feet tangled, and I tumbled to the floor. "Alruna!" Curtis's voice cut through the air, sharp with alarm. He caught me before I hit the ground.

“Well I will start by explaining what happened when I woke up. I woke up with a start, but at first I couldn’t move because of my injuries. So I decide to crawl. I crawled for about five minutes and suddenly the trees open up around me and I find myself in a clearing, a massive clearing and right in the middle of that clearing is a well. My body moves and slowly I am standing up. Then I am walking, then I am running to the well; I didn’t know I had that much energy, I guess it was just the need to get to the water to have water hydrating my body. I grab the rope and start pulling, slowly the bucket rises, then when I see it, I cry out with happiness. Water, lovely pure water, I grab the buck

Elijah said as I lowered my head. Elijah was supposed to be my support, he was supposed to be helping me but without his memories he was… “Since you won’t give me the key or come out, I guess I have to force you out.” I replied as I lowered my head and closed my eyes. I grunted in pain as I felt the shadows inside me surging and escaping my body, leaving marks on my body as I opened my eyes and everything I saw appeared differently. I stretched my hand towards the building as the shadows escaped my body and started sinking inside the building in the form of black water. The mansion started to tremble and before I could make any sudden move, I felt something behind me.

Then watch in fascination as the water slowly turns red until I lose consciousness. *******************************************

It explains her shadowy eyes, her purple lips and her age spots…her body continues to fight against the wolfsbane, the poison that had been torturing her every day. “He cannot find me.” She snarls, which without her wolf coming forward is a little lack lustre. “Why, what happens if he finds you?” “You are the white wolf?” Her eyes roam upon me and I feel Hector shuffle behind me. “Yes, yes I am.” “But you have lost your memory.” She tilts her head. “I have amnesia.” “We were told you would help us, that you would cooperate.” Hector rumbles next to me. “And that I will. But first I have to be sure you are of no threat to me.”