When Does Elijah Get His Memories Back Novels & Stories

It was barely a drop but it sent me into a huge wave of intensity that I had never ever felt before. When I open my eyes, Elijah is sitting on a chair at the end of the bed, fully dressed and watching me carefully. His face showed no emotion as I slowly sit up, the blankets falling from me, but there was something else, I wasn’t aroused anymore and the last thing I remembered was tasting Elijah’s blood. “How long…?” “Oh, you’ve been out of it for a couple of days!” He continues to watch me with that emotionless face, but I realised something else. I hadn’t spoken out loud!

This is not the town I grew up with. "You looked surprised to our town, Aliyah. Is it true that you lost some of your memories?" Gail asked. "Yes, I forget almost all of my old memories," I lied because I am not really sure what happened. I did change a lot of things. "Is that so? Don't worry I will make you remember all of your forgotten memories. Your mom said that you are coming back to work just yet." I still don't have plans too. I still need to know what really happened. I still have many questions, although some of them are already answered, it is still blurry in my mind. I really can't connect the pieces of puzzles they are giving to me.

“Was it a year ago? Two years ago? Or… did you know from the very beginning?” Timothy clenched his jaw before answering in a low voice, “Ethan was badly injured back then. It was Jane who carried him down the mountain herself. When he woke up, he didn’t remember anyone. The doctors said forcing him to recover his memories could put his life at risk… Besides, he’s been living peacefully in that small mountain town. He’s happy.” “So for the sake of his peace and happiness,” I cut in softly, “I deserved to rot in hell, is that it?”

“Didn’t you two promise me that both of them would be absolutely fine? How is it that Chloe is gone now, and Nora is gone too? Give me back my daughters!” Elijah’s mind was a mess. The blood from the black market, the three years of tender affection, and the blinding light of the explosion flashed vividly before his eyes in turns. This was supposed to be a foolproof plan. How on earth did things end up like this? He had originally planned to send me abroad to be taken care of once the transplant was over. I had loved him so deeply; he could have easily deceived me with any random excuse he made up. If it wasn’t because I had eavesdropped on their conversation and decided to go against him, n

Had she saved their lives or something? I was very frustrated, and I cursed at them every day and called them all the names I could think of. I even hung upside down over their heads, hoping that I could materialize someday and scare them. It would be a small way of venting my anger. However, even that wish was not granted to me. The day of Cameron and Zoe's wedding came. Early in the morning that day, social media was filled with reports titled "Professor Wilson succeeds in retrieving memories from the dead". Matthew was due to show everyone his miraculous feat at 10:30 am.

The day they were separated. The day they forgot. Then, just before the silver light consumed everything— young Zevarion looked directly at young Elyra. Tears streaming down his face. And made a promise. A promise that somehow survived decades of forgotten memories. "I'll find you again." The light exploded. The memory shattered. Elyra gasped. Her eyes flew open. She was back in the Chamber of Echoes. Back on the platform. Tears filled her eyes. Across from her..... Zevarion had returned too.

Gabe asked, tone calm but clipped. Elijah tilted his head, masking his suspicion behind a crooked half-smile. “Pretty sure.” Gabe shifted his weight, leaning back on the chair. “Elijah, it was three years ago. I remember the big things. Not every word we said.” Elijah nodded, pretending to let it go. Pretending to be convinced. But inside, something twisted. Because Gabe didn’t forget details. He never had. Gabe was sharp, precise. He remembered birthdays Elijah didn’t, quotes Elijah misattributed, scars Elijah forgot he carried. His memory had always been their anchor.

Once his eyes set on Amy, he furrowed his brow, "how did we get here?" "I won't hurt you, I'm here to help you all to recover your memory," Once Amy finished saying this, Elijah and Elisha woke from sleep. They sat upright and on seeing Amy, the recognized her as the woman who had come to their father's house few weeks back and was acting all crazy. "Why are we here?" Elijah asked in fear. The place looked so strange to them. "Please keep calm, I won't hurt you. Your dad isn't here but I have brought you here to help you recover your memory," Amy said.

My parents clung to each other and wept openly. And as my consciousness drifted above the scene, watching it all unfold, a sense of peace finally settled over me. At last, I could let go. My consciousness slowly began to sink into darkness. Then, a faint heartbeat suddenly echoed from the Judgment Platform. The body that should have been dead twitched ever so slightly. "Oh my God!" "Faith is still alive!" Medical personnel immediately rushed forward. Daniel spun around and sprinted toward the platform. By the time my memories had been forcibly extracted, my brain had already suffered catastrophic damage.

My thoughts were a chaotic jumble, questions pressing against my lips, but I held them back until we were alone. As soon as we were far enough from the others, I couldn’t contain myself any longer. “Elijah,” I said, my voice low but insistent. “How is it possible? And why don’t I remember you?” He stopped abruptly, turning to face me. For a moment, his dark eyes bore into mine, and I could see a storm of emotions swirling behind them—grief, anger, and something else I couldn’t quite place. “Because it’s a different story,” he began, his voice heavy with the weight of memory. “Your father gave me a task that night—something important that took me away from the pack. I wasn’t there when it hap