Amnesia Visual Novel English Novels & Stories

Her big, hazel eyes nervously squinted at little Amethyst, whose face was built without emotions. "I do!" ••• Amethyst shut her eyes and opened them five minutes later to find herself standing in front of a pool filled with black water. This was no vision; she looked around while nervous depression overwhelmed her. "Where did those memories come from? Why can't I remember them all?" Amethyst asked herself— the world seemed to have paused for her to grasp the concept of her memories. "Nothing; They were wiped! We have no time left…off we shall go Amethyst!"

This gets a haughty chuckle from Raelyn. To my surprise Gideon defends me. “Nova is dealing with a lot right now. She has some blank spots in her memory and I’m sure that being here is bringing back some things. Everyone is to be considerate and understanding while she pieces things back together.” I can see the half ass smirk on Reyna’s face, the start of an eye roll. She thinks I’m playing games, making things up for attention. Except attention from Gideon or anyone else here is not attention I want. “It’s called dissociative amnesia,” I tell her. “Apparently it’s my brain’s way to deal with my mother’s death. I might never get my memories back.” And I would be perfectly fine with that as

Catherina asks Levi as though she was ready to lend him a helping hand. 'I have partial amnesia", Levi said. "What do you mean you have partial amnesia", she asked looking rather confused "I don't remember Catherina, Bethany wants us to go on a vacation to where our love story started and I don't remember that, all I remember is that I loved her but as some point she go hurt by something I did, I don't even remember what it is, so I need you to tell me everything you know, maybe I'd just remembered something."

“Later, I am entering a lavatory lined with filthy brown tiles. It is devoid of any furniture save for a grungy, grotesque bathtub. Sitting in it is a woman, her back to me. I watch her rise from the bath, water dripping down her violin-shaped back. She turns to stare at me with black eyes. Then she walks towards me, naked and dripping. She is the one with a cube breast. Her name is Vera. I don’t know how I know this. The other two, their names are Mira and Marcella. They come out of the walls, their once-flat forms gaining dimension as they push out. They join their sister, one coming from the left, and one from the right, as if to ambush me. I ask them, ‘What are you?’ Their response is li

He'd rather live to be blind than seeing but not remembering the beautiful girl who held magic on her fingertips and smelt like vanilla. A depressed Amelia sat on the beach, the night only shy away from hitting twelve as tears continued to leave her blue eyes, her mind replaying the terrible scene in her mind. The confusion written on his face will haunt her forever, what should've been a happy event turned twisted dark as the love of her life cease to remember her. Every that they have been through simply was just gone. Was it selfish of her that she'd rather have him blind than seeing and forgetting her? She didn't think so. She wiped some more tears off her face and placed her head in her

Destiny’s paw. And an amnesiac girl who was unnerved by her own feelings and memories.

"You bastard! If you hadn't seduced me, Colin and I wouldn't have ended up like this! You'd better make it up to Colin properly on this trip, or you will stay in Malvora all by yourself!" Her voice rang out through the air, sharp and high, making heads turn all around us. A flight attendant walked over with poise and said gently, "Excuse me, passengers, the plane is about to take off. Please return to your seats." Janice shot me one last resentful look, snorted, and walked away. Wayne followed silently, his expression dark. Sonia looked at me. "Why didn't you tell them you didn't actually lose your memory?" I shrugged. "Why bother? They mean nothing to me. Even saying one extra word to them

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."

Regardless… “…I appreciate it, also, um… Could… someone please direct me to my room…?” As expected, her sentence instantly made everyone go silent. What? It took her a while, but Yasmin eventually smiled as she replied, “…That’s a nice joke, dear…” Shaking her head, Xavia then said, “…I’m not kidding around… I’m sorry, but I have amnesia…” When she heard that, Yasmin fell silent… and shortly after, she began trembling violently…! Before anyone could even ask if she was alright, the old woman’s eyes rolled back as she lost consciousness!

And even though I could see the kids were curious by my action, I was not in the mood to explain to them or reassure them. I was too much in my sorrow to think of other things but the present moment. Amnesia? But shouldn’t there be a sign or something? How come she does not look like a woman with Amnesia? ‘Is there a way a woman with amnesia should look?’ A voice prodded sarcastically and I frowned. ‘Yes, they are supposed to look uncertain with fuzzy eyes that will alert people to their situation. Not having clear expressive eyes like my Head of Designs, dammit.’ I growled, wishing that was exactly the case and I knew all these earlier.