Nam Flashbacks Novels & Stories

He turned back to meet my gaze. I winced. “She’s out but should be back soon.” “Alright. Make sure you tell her everything I just said,” he replied, packing up his things. That fragments kept popping up. “Doctor, is it possible to have flashes of an image that aren't clear or identifiable?” He turns in his tracks to meet my gaze. “Yes, of course. That's great news and obviously a miracle that you can capture flashes.” His face lit up with excitement. “It means everything is going perfectly. You will continue to have flashes that come and go. They are fragments of your lost memories gradually resurfacing,” he replied, his tone filled with joy.

“Next time you’ll remember faster.” He untied the belt, let it fall to the floor, and walked out without another word, leaving Nathan kneeling in the middle of the room—wrists red, shoulders burning, tears dripping steadily onto the carpet. END OF FLASHBAC Nathan jerked awake on his bed, his heart racing, the phantom sting still echoing across his back. He pressed both palms to his eyes, breathing hard. The room was dark. The clock glowed 3:14 a.m. He hadn’t slept more than twenty minutes at a stretch all night.

Theodore I don’t even know how I survived it. It felt like a nightmare, and I must have dissociated big time. But the moment I wake up to the sun shining into the room and the singing of birds, I feel incredibly light. Due to my distressed state of mind, I don’t remember much of what happened, but I keep having flashbacks. Luckily, the most recurring one is Nathanael screaming at me that he loves me through the drizzle. Where were we anyway?

Not because I wasn't afraid. But because I had to face the world now - all of it - and I had no room left for tears. Memories of my previous life flashed before me eyes ______ Flashback _________ "Are you alright, Miss Viona?" The doctor's concerned voice made me feel satisfied with myself, but I still couldn't wait to see Nicolas' reaction when he found out I was the mysterious donor who gave her kidney without any payments. "Flora is back from Chad!!"

Not after she'd seen him that night, bruised but not begging, struggling to remain on his feet even when the world had promised her she'd topple over. --- Flashback – The Alley The flashback struggled its way back. Her hood was over her head. Her small body was shrouded in darkness. The way she'd tried to bluff, to stay hard even as her hands shook with fear. Not for her. > For her brother. That's what killed him most now. --- Present — Early Morning Nathaniel shoved away from the desk, chair scraping quietly on the floor. Decision made. If he could no longer trust his own instincts—

he playfully stated. F*ck! This is ineffective! I have to get off from this position before anyone can see us and thinks that I am initiating but… *kissed* What… The… F*ck… We…kissed. F*ck! The flashbacks! They’re flashing in my head! That night came back to me! I can see Tyler’s face on Evander. His eyes! His laughs!! The touch that creeps me out! It’s like a nightmare that gets back to me.

footsteps coming closer to me, but they were very light. Like a whisper. Do I really not remember, or did I just not care? My silent laugh to myself felt malicious. I had to check my attitude. It felt uncomfortable. More flashes of my memory appeared in my mind. It seems like I had the same friends for many years because the flashes are of the same people, but in different places and clothes. Also, sometimes the people looked young and sometimes the people looked mature. “Hanna, when’s the next job. I’m short on cash,” a memory flashed in my mind. What sort of job am I being asked for? “I’ve tried everything to get her to feel some emotion, but each attempt has failed,” the woma

*Flashback* Went downstairs for breakfast, refused the yummy macaroni and cheese that was offered, preferred bread and Nutella and a glass of juice, ate only two slices of bread without any juice, got irritated by Ashlyn and gave her a good reason to cry, got back upstairs, locked the door, feeling triumphant for putting Ashlyn down, heard Leone's voice at the door, refused to open the door for him, felt threatened by him, informed of a guest's arrival, got irritated by Leone, looking for a million reasons to remain angry, stomach rumbled and now we're back here wondering why this flashback was necessary and remembering how big of an appetite she has. *End of flashback*

Couldn’t fathom why I let him separate me from my family. We had a nasty fight and hurtful words were exchanged from both ends. By the end of it my face was aching and tears were streaming down my face. That was the last time I spoke to her. **End of Flashback** “Blair? Blair, can you hear me?” I blinked and came back to myself with a jerk. My mind always felt sluggish after a flashback – as if I was hearing everything underwater and seeing everything through a thick haze. I shook my head to clear it and noticed Mac’s face so close to mine, looking alarmed. He had a hand on my shoulder and one hand felt the back of my head in search of injuries as he frantically called my name.

Kioni Flashbacks. Lights. Gunshots. Car crash. Chase. The bracelet. I remember everything. The bracelet fell before I was hit by a car. I need to get the bracelet back. I tried to get up and I couldn’t move. It was as if my whole body was bound tight and I couldn’t lift my fingers. Where was I? What was happening? I was panicking because I tried to open my eyes but I couldn’t. What was happening to me?