Burnt For Her, Saved By Amnesia Novels & Stories

“The accident affected the hippocampus of the brain leading to retrograde amnesia, in brief she means, she lost her entire past memory including those that occurred before the onset of the amnesia ” “What are you talking about? And how did she get here?” “A woman clothed in black pleaded so much for us to save her. Candy came in here with one third of her blood lost and still more dripping from her head. We were able to save her but on announcing it to the woman, she was nowhere to be found. “ We only found a contact number on the desk where she was seated and that is how we were able to contact you ” Desmond elucidated in details not leaving out any single information besides, the person's

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

Why is she trying to change who she is? “Why are you denying it? I know you like the back of my hand. Like I know myself. So don't lie to me,” I was losing it and I don't care. “How come you're alive? I saw the burnt car. I found your bracelet and I buried you.” I see pain flash over her face but it is gone so quickly that I think I imagined it. “That sounds heartbreaking but I'm not your Zara.” “It's you. You can try to change everything but I'll always recognize you. Tell me the truth. What happened,” My voice is filled with so much emotion.

I just didn’t want to say it out loud, not in front of Garcia and the doctor, unless they wonder how I knew it and how was I so familiar with it. “She’s been triggered. Something or maybe someone, envoked a lot of stress, fear, or even a memory, pushed her nervous system too far. The brain does what it can to survive. For her, that means… disappearing.” “She has amnesia. She has no memory of the first eighteen years of her life,” I said, taking a step closer to her. The doctor looked between me and Jeremiah, before he focused on me and asked, “Was she in an accident?” ____ A. Gupta

“How the fuck are you alive, Anastasia? I saw your body torn into bits. I still have the horrible image in my head. It gave me a damn insomnia for years.” “No, that wasn't me. I was badly injured, but I didn't die. I got rescued by an old couple who took care of me.” “Why…why didn't you come find me all these years?” I fucking waited! “Because I had no idea you existed. I suffered intense amnesia. I only started having these dreams that were fragments of my past not too long ago. And then…and then…I remembered you. But that's it. I don't remember anyone else. I didn't wanna come find you but a few days ago, the couple who'd been taking care of me died in an arson accident. I was helpless and

"Heather, how could you secretly marry someone else behind my back?" I knew he had misunderstood, but I didn't feel like explaining. I said coldly, "We're already divorced. Please show some self-respect." Anthony stared at me in a daze. He no longer had the heart to keep acting. He exaggerated a scene of "recovering his memory," then grabbed my hand. "Heather, why are you wearing a wedding dress? Are you going to marry me again?" As he spoke, he reached for the bouquet in my hand. I avoided his grasp and said indifferently, "Stop pretending. I heard everything about how you and Lisa plotted the fake amnesia."

I just wanted to find someone who will give me all that I have forgotten, someone to remind me what it felt like to be alive. But I found more in her. It wasn't just a sub I found, but everything I didn't even know I have been seeking in a woman. And then she saved my daughter. Somebody so selfless and caring was under my wing. But something was off. It was as if a piece of her was left in that green abyss. I did think it was because the shock was still wearing off, that her mind was processing everything that had gone down. From having her home burned to cinder and ashes; to throwing herself to death just to save a piece of me.

In her current state, she looked nothing less than a beautiful maiden in mid-twenties. “Don't blame yourself my son. I also didn't expect to survive the huge fire. Luckily, I was saved by a young man who took me out of the pack. Probably due to the shock, I lost my memories and just regained them weeks ago.” She explained to him. Zayne brimmed widely as he listened to Calypso's talk. He nodded his head, grabbed a bottle of wine and poured some for Calypso. “I won't forgive Killian for making you pass through that. He will pay for his sins.” Zayne uttered, clenching his fists together while Calypso instantly held his hand and tightened it even more.

He called her name, over and over, his tiny voice raw with desperation. But the flames didn’t care.The fire danced along the walls, greedy and fast, licking up the wooden beams like they were nothing but paper. Another crash sounded from somewhere above. The ceiling groaned under the weight of its own destruction. The fire trucks arrived but it was too late. He was swooped in the arms by a large man. Tears welled up in his eyes. He wanted to scream for them to save her but his throat was tight shut. He fought, but he was too weak, too disoriented. By the time the smoke had cleared, all that was left was the blackened remains of a home he once felt safe in. And her, he hoped that she had been

“Always running around her.” I leaned forward a little. “So you know something?” She looked around, then lowered her voice. “Fine. I will say a little. But you didn’t hear it from me.” “I promise,” I said quickly. She glanced back at the gate of the house before speaking. “The truth is… Miss Jasmine is not well. She lost her memory. She has Amnesia. She doesn’t remember her past or know people she used to know. She has been like this since the accident.”