Mlp Amnesia: Fluttershy Novels & Stories

I stuttered, heart ramming within me. “I’m saying, “Aunt Molly began calmly, “despite the Launch,” she continued painfully slow, my heart beat racing wildly from within me, “Julie-James and Flair Mag to be specific have chosen you as one of the top 3 finalists.” My jaw dropped, feeling as if I was being reborn, my hands shaking as I released a loud scream hand in my hair like a mad woman, eyes wide as I looked at my Aunt, “ ME?! THEY WANT ME?!” I screeched. I had long made peace with it being over but I was still in the game.

The matriarch. Her eyes landed on me the second I approached, cold and assessing. I knew that look too well. It always meant the same thing: You don’t belong here. “Taren. Kaela,” she said smoothly. “Kaela seems to be recovering well. Amnesia is sad, of course. But maybe some memories are better left forgotten.” I gave her a polite smile. “Thank you for your concern, Mrs. Voss.” Inside, my wolf bared her teeth.

“Relax, I’m not judging you. And you’re right, it kinda is funny. Their drama has gone on long enough.” I stare at her, admiring her beautiful fur, which is long enough to dance in the breeze. “May I ask you what your name is?” “My name is Mnemosyne. As you’ve probably guessed, my power is that of recollection. If Lethe is the river of forgetfulness, then I am the spring of memories. You will need both of us to not go insane.” I have so many questions but the one that tops them all, of course, is the most inappropriate one at the moment.

Suddenly, I remembered my hands and feet, which were covered in bruises. I rubbed the steam-filled mirror. Arthemisya's beautiful face was reflected there. The lovely face that had once been the target of her envy was now my own. But strangely enough, I missed my old self so much. I even missed my name. "Milky, what should you do now?!" I whispered in front of the mirror. Daydreams immediately sucked up the subconscious, creating new waves in the brain that gave rise to the source of fear. From behind the frosted glass, my reflection stared. Her gaze was sharp, and I realized she was the soul of the real owner of the body, Arthemisya.

Anaya said. “Since you’ve finally remembered everything, this is the last time I’ll come out like this. Don’t forget to fulfill your vow to take revenge on Arthur Locke,” Anaya said and with that, she vanished and Amelia’s reflection came back to normal. “That bastard,’ Amelia scoffed in disbelief as she put two and two together and realized that Arthur had ordered Cara to wipe her memories and that was why she didn’t remember the dream she had. ‘Arthur Locke,’ she muttered to herself. The name left a bitter taste in her mouth. Just hours ago, everything was okay between them but now, she was torn on whether she hated him or not.

Her eyes held derision and her voice, mockery. "Stop that Piper” Amber snapped "How many is this?” Amber raised three fingers in front of my face. I gave her a look which I was sure was asking if she was stupid, “that's three” "Oh, thank God, now can you remember your name?” Amber was looking at me, eyes filled with heartache. Simple "Mary-lee” "I said it? She has lost her memories". Me Piper's voice was smug, " didn't you say that her name was Angela?” She was asking Amber.

"Then you're wasting your effort. Lisa has been with me for years—everyone knows how much she loves me! She's only close to you now because she's lost her memory. Once I tell her the truth, she'll come back to me!" Grayson started to respond, but fell silent. The light in his eyes dimmed. He knew Ethan wasn't lying. All these years, he had seen with his own eyes just how deeply I loved Ethan. I caught that shift in his expression clearly and stepped forward. When they saw me, a flicker of panic crossed their faces. Ethan rushed toward me, pointing at Grayson. "Lisa, do you know—" Before he could finish, I cut him off. "Ethan, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. I never lost my memory."

“ I love you Lila,but You don’t understand. .” I shook my head violently, the words barely registering. “No, Alex! Please, don’t let them do this to me!” A figure stepped in behind him—a woman with piercing blue eyes and a black coat. I recognized her immediately. Mindwave, a superhero known for her mind abilities. My stomach dropped at the sight of her. “Lila,” she said,“We’re going to help you forget the past few days. It’s the best thing for you.” “No! I don’t want to forget!” I screamed, desperation clawing at my throat. I felt the walls closing in again, the fear of losing everything crashing down on me. “You can’t do this! I need to remember!”

“I guess it was Sunday night. I got my wolf.” Misty gasped. “Congratulations! I know how badly you wanted that.” “Thanks,” Thea said. Misty looked at her strangely. “You don’t seem excited. What’s wrong?” Lizzy sat down next to Misty. “She has amnesia. Doesn’t remember anyone or anything,” Lizzy said. “What?” Misty said. She looked at Lizzy, the triplets, Thea, then back at Lizzy. “It’s a whole thing,” Lizzy said.

She fixed her depthless eyes on me and bit out, "You faked your memory loss, didn't you, Damian?" I held her stare and suddenly chuckled. It was a dry, bitter sound. Dad winced, but Calvin still stood tall and straight as if he were in the right. Anna pieced things together after looking at the grown-ups' reactions. She then yelled at me ferociously, "I don't want you as my dad! You're not my dad! You should never have remembered anything and leave our house forever!" "Be quiet, Anna!" Yvonne finally barked at the child. She noted my grim expression and tried to take my hand, but I avoided her. "Damian, Anna's only a kid. She didn't mean what she said. Don't take it personally."