Daniel Amnesia Dark Descent Novels & Stories

I don’t know what made me think of it, but I had the sudden realization that when they left last, I didn’t remember them locking the door. I knew it was useless to try and get out of my chain but once I realized the door might not be locked, I became obsessed. I pulled and tugged at it with all I had for hours. It was absolutely no use though. I fell on the bed, hungry and exhausted. I cried myself to sleep, simply because there was nothing else I could do. ~Derek’s Point of View~ It had been well over a day since we figured out it was Haven, and yet we were still nowhere near finding my Eve.

“And if she dies—” “She won’t.” --- The Descent Selene chanted faster now, her voice rising over the roaring wind. The moonlight circle spun, and the shadows at its center deepened until they became a portal—a swirling storm of black and white. Elias stepped in without hesitation. The world shattered around him. He fell through darkness, through flashes of Serena’s memories—her first shift, her laughter under moonlight, the tears she never let them see. Then he landed hard on something that wasn’t ground but felt like it.

Alpha Jones smiled subtly. "I think you need to wake up from your daydream. We have lost. Nolan has won. The Nemesis has caught up with us" David stressed out. "We are the Nemesis" Alpha Jones pointed out. "The Nemesis does not sit in the cell of his own Manor with his beta" he retorted. "Do you hear that?" he held one of his ears for attentiveness. "What?" Alpha Jones also paid attention. There were sounds of footsteps all over the Manor. "They have returned from evacuation to a new Alpha" David related.

It was a nightmare! I have been coping with all the dangerous and painful whispers of the dark for quite some time already. I dream about the same thing almost every fucking night! I do not get the connection... In my dreams, I retain seeing two people. And I know for a fact that it's not a reverie. It was my memory. A memory from a hundred years ago! When I was still in the 17th century! Centuries have passed and that girl, even when it's tough for me to concede, is probably dead.

Adrienne reminded him, her voice filled with affection and devotion. Daniel's smile widened as he strolled down memory lane, reminiscing about the past. Months had passed since Adrienne had managed to pull herself together after the tragic incident, but she still found herself feeling alone. The only constant in her life was her mother, who had taken it upon herself to hire Daniel as her personal assistant. According to her mom, they had been friends before, but Adrienne couldn't remember him due to her Retrograde amnesia.

Demitri's tone was lethal. "Um, he is huge... black, his eyes were dark amber... I think closer to crimson red. That's all I can remember." "Was there anyone around the place aside from you?" "No. I was alone, I guess..." "All right. Rest first. I'll be back shortly," he said and before I could react, he was already out of the chamber. Contrary to what I said earlier that I can manage myself, I actually feel very weak. So intead of sneaking out, I just sat on the bed and recalled every detail of what happened.

His voice cracked as he whispered, "Someone… please… help me…" Back in the real world, Danial’s body convulsed on the infirmary bed, blood seeping from his eyes. Gloria’s face was pale with exhaustion as she continued her healing, her voice trembling as she muttered, “Come on, Danial… Don’t give up… Break through… Do not succumb to the darkness…” Inside the dark realm, Danial was losing strength. The creature loomed over him, its tentacles wrapping tighter and tighter, squeezing the life out of him. Danial struggled, but he was fading. His vision blurred.

So he stayed in the shadows, listening, letting the poison of Daniel’s confession sink into his bones. Chris shook his head. “You’re sick if you think this is the way to do it. Taking advantage of amnesia? You’re supposed to be his friend.” “I am his friend,” Daniel said smoothly. “I’ve always been his friend. And maybe if he remembers the past clearly enough, he’ll realize who’s been standing by him the longest.” “You think Adrien hasn’t?” Chris snapped. “You think years of love just vanish because of a fall? He’ll remember. And when he does, what then? You think Ryan will thank you for circling like a vulture?”

"Dr. Karl is on his way... Meet Dr. Veronica, she is an excellent doctor and has more experience than Dr. Karl... I thought we should get her consultation on Mr. Dominick's health... We will be benefited by her expertise." He replied nervously. Anamika looked at Veronica and just nodded. "I want my son to be normal... Just check on him." She ordered. Veronica didn't say anything, not sure if they know her. She was wearing a mask so she was hidden but she was scared. For a second she thought, she should have listened to Mila. She thought she wouldn't encounter Marinos in such a big country but here she herself entered their den. She checked Dominick's medical documents and x-ray. His brain wa

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.