Burnt For Her, Saved By Amnesia Novels & Stories

“She’s… everything. But she’s in trouble. Amnesia from an accident years ago. Nightmares,flashbacks. Last week she remembered something, two men in the fire that killed her parents. Alot is going on Uncle.” Carlos’s face darkened. “You’re sure?” “She screamed it in a restaurant. Triggered by a flambé. She’s been half-gone ever since.” He rubbed his jaw. “And you’re protecting her.” “With everything I have.” He studied me a long moment. “You love her.” It wasn’t a question. “Yeah,” I said quietly. “More than anything.” Carlos nodded slowly. “I’ve met her, haven’t I? Briefly. That time, you saved her fron the fire, isn't she? She looked… lost even then.”

Her eyes brimmed with tears as she choked out, "Alex, it's me. I am Hermosa. My memory has returned—I remember everything now." Her body trembled, emotions overwhelming her. Each word she spoke carried the agony of her past and her desperate need for the truth to be known. She recalled the nightmare she had endured. When those men had tried to destroy her, she had fought with every ounce of strength she had, desperately struggling to escape. But in the end, a brutal strike from behind had knocked her unconscious. When she awoke, the memories that had been locked away came rushing back, vivid and undeniable. Someone had saved her that day, pulling her back from the brink of death. Yet, even n

But maybe someday. I glanced at Bryan. The way his eyes sparkled while looking at me almost felt like he agreed with the thought I didn’t say aloud. “And mind you,” he added, “she can’t remember what happened back then.” Right. Didn’t they know? Zarry raised a brow. “And why is that? Did she finally decide to forget her stupidity?” She’s as harsh as ever. “She had an accident, fell into a coma, and woke up with retrograde amnesia. She lost her memory with her life in the past ten years," Bryan explained.

I said, my voice shaking. “What?” he asked. “They did this to me,” I whispered. Silence. Heavy. Dangerous. “What do you mean?” Ethan asked carefully. “This this memory loss,” I said, my breath uneven. “It wasn’t just the accident.” His eyes searched mine. “Are you sure?” “I saw it,” I said. “A room… people… they were doing something to me.” My chest tightened painfully. “They were trying to erase something.” The words hung between us. Real.

The one who talked wasn't the doctor․ It was a former receptionist‚ fired eight months earlier after what she describes as a disagreement over billing‚ who was so bitter over the firing that she jumped at the mention of a number by my investigator․ Marcus called me the moment the conversation ended, relaying it word for word while I sat at my kitchen table with Camila, both of us leaning close to the phone like the distance between us and the truth could somehow be shortened by proximity. "Selena Baldore came in regularly for almost a year," the woman said, sitting across from my investigator in a coffee shop two neighborhoods away from anywhere either of them worked. "Always alone, always u

"Let me see her. After that, I'll pay for what I've done." "Everyone, stand down!" A doctor emerged, breaking the standoff. Julian, teeth clenched, slowly lowered his gun. The doctor removed his mask, his expression grave. "We saved her life, but her mind has suffered a catastrophic trauma. It's triggered an extreme self-defense mechanism. She has severe, trauma-induced selective amnesia." "What does that mean?" Blair took a sharp step forward, his eyes locked on the doctor. "It means," the doctor said, flipping through a chart, "she's forgotten everything that happened today." He sighed. "When she woke up, she had no memory of her mother's death or the miscarriage. Her memory has reverted t

"She used my amnesia to hurt you repeatedly. All the blame lies with me. I trusted Rita too much. I still despise myself, not for the amnesia, but for the harm it caused you. "This thorn will haunt me day and night, whether you forgive me or not. Because of this thorn, after regaining my memory, I trust you with my life and value you above all else." Maia pursed her lips, then lightly shook her head. "No one would doubt their own mother. If it were me who lost my memory, I would surely believe whatever my mother said. If I were you, I might not have done better. “Everything in the past. If we want to trace it back, your amnesia was because of me. If it weren't for protecting me, how could yo

"Lisa, if we're being honest, you're actually more at fault here. Pretending to lose your memory to test me—that's outright disrespect. It just proves you never trusted me from the beginning!" He was eloquent, twisting his betrayal into something forced upon him. I let out a cold laugh, tearing through his pretense. "I stopped you from doing extreme sports because of your heart condition. I was afraid you'd risk your life. I cared about you—that's why I paid attention to everything. "I pretended to lose my memory because I saw you kissing Sarah while I was being rushed to the hospital! If you had been loyal to me, would I have needed to use a near-death experience just to test your limits?"

He asked in a calm tone, his face displaying nothing as usual. " Well, it turned out she's suffering from Amnesia and she came across something which triggered a memory in her. Everything happened so fast so she couldn't take it, that's why she passed out" The doctor explained. Holden was surprised and so was Jimmy. " Amnesia?" He mumbled inaudibly. " How is she now?" He asked. " She's still unconscious, until she's awake then we'll know what to do" The doctor replied and Holden headed inside to go check on Raven even before the doctor could say anything else.

I slaved away at work all day and night to buy this apartment, but now I can't even get through the door. In Harrison's eyes, I was nothing but a fool he could use as he pleased. I realized how quick it was to lose all feelings for a person. Glancing at Anna, the young woman Harrison was doing his best to protect, I smirked and took my phone out. "Let's get the police involved then. I hope you haven't forgotten that I'm the one who lent you this apartment. Let's see who the police will arrest!" Ignoring the panicked look on Harrison's face, I clenched my jaw and called the police.