Lostidentity Stories

Some loves don't end. They wait... across lifetimes. He is a French artist with a forgotten past, trapped between blood ties, manipulation, and a truth he was never meant to remember. What he creates with his hands, someone else controls with secrets. She is admired, respected, almost untouchable not because she is perfect, but because she sees what others hide. Brave. Intelligent. Dangerous in silence. They meet in a palace, under art and moonlight where attraction feels familiar, and trust feels like a mistake. Betrayal will not be loud. Love will not be complete. And rebirth will not come with forgiveness. Because some destinies don't reunite souls they test them. Some stories heal you Some stories haunt you

She thought being forgotten was the worst thing that could happen. Then someone remembered her. Elira Vale wakes up to a nightmare: her mother doesn't know her. Her school has no record she exists. Her reflection vanishes. Every twenty-one minutes, anyone who sees her forgets she was ever there. Except for one person. A boy with silver eyes. Aiden. He remembers her. And he's the reason she started disappearing in the first place. Now, hunted by memories that don't belong to her and a notebook she doesn't remember writing, Elira must unravel the mystery of who she is... Before the world erases her for good. Or worse-before she remembers why she asked to be forgotten.

> ❝Memories don't die... They just hide where no one dares to look.❞ Mira thought she was just a normal girl. Until she woke up in a strange room, with a name that wasn't hers and a heart that remembered something... or someone... else. There is something-or someone-erasing memories. Not just from minds, but from existence itself. When Mira discovers she holds the core of something ancient and forbidden, she is hunted by a shadow called The Forgetting-a being that feeds on lost memories and broken minds. She doesn't remember the past... But the past remembers her. A psychological fantasy full of twisted realities, haunting truths, and the battle for identity in a world on the edge of oblivion.

When Ven, the God of Death, is banished to Krosigo, also known as Hell, he creates dozens of children in an attempt to regain power and take over the multiverse. Follow the story of Bee, one of the Ven's many children, as they attempt to make a name for themself and escape their past. That is, once they find out who exactly who they are.

This is a story that a friend of mine is writing and has asked me to publish it on wattpad for him. I hope you all enjoy this book as much as I do. This is written in german so fair warning if you don't understand German.

"You should have died that day." But Aarav didn't. He survived the cave, the shadow... and the silence. But now his Ajna - the third eye - won't stop burning. To unlock the chakras and escape his cursed fate, he must relive the memories that broke him. 🌌 A spiritual fantasy blending Indian mysticism, chakra trials, and emotional healing. ✨ Now entering the Guide Arc: A silent stranger. A forest of sorrow. And a path to inner awakening... 🔥 New chapters every week.

He wakes up in an empty room with no memory of who he is. No name, no past-just silence and confusion. When he steps outside, the world moves as if nothing is wrong, people going about their days like it's any other morning. But for him, nothing feels right. A chance ride with a cab driver and a girl he can't quite place pulls him deeper into the unknown. One strange turn leads to another, and soon the three of them find themselves somewhere far more random-and far more unsettling-than where his day began. A strange, twisting story of identity, chance encounters, and the hidden threads that pull us into the unexpected.

She wakes up on a single dirt block, floating in a world that doesn't exist. No sky. No land. No name. Just the silence, and an urge she can't explain. Something inside her says: mine the block. With each swing, something changes- The world around her. The girl inside her. And somewhere beneath the layers of dirt, stone, and memory... is the truth. 🕳 Oblivion's Edge is a slow-burn Minecraft-inspired survival fantasy. Memory loss. Mystery. One girl. One block. And the question that haunts her: What did I build before the world broke?

Everyone has a story to tell, she too had one where she lost her real self to child sexual abuse. Being sexually abused as a child by the servants of her house, she went through severe depression, mood swing and anxiety, and all this eventually destroyed her.

The words sat heavy in the air, spinning themselves into intricate webs. Webs designed to trap me. Designed to tangle me up irreversibly with even the smallest of my imperfections. I've never been perfect, and I know now that the lack of perfection I hold will be the one thing to get me tangled beyond the possibilities of return. The webs of endless words are stuck so tightly together that I can barely make out my argument hidden within. So tightly that I can barely see anything but the endless valleys of arguments designed to stop me from turning anywhere but back. And then the webs part to reveal a path into the mist. Another option, at last. I place my hand in hers. I can finally breathe again.

"In this city, memories aren't kept. They're traded." Vanta is a place where no one grows old-they just forget. Memories are currency, pain is profitable, and the price of survival is your past. Seventeen-year-old Lyra has learned the rules: Trade carefully. Never look back. Don't ask questions. Until one night, she remembers something she never sold- A name. A door. A voice that doesn't belong to her. Someone is rewriting the Market. And in a city full of people trying to forget, Lyra might be the only one cursed to remember.

Three weeks. Three weeks is all it takes to lose it all. 18 year old Danicka Harley is one of many to experience this. One accident can ruin it all. After Danicka loses her memory due to a plane crash in her uncle's helicopter she loses it all. Not knowing who you are sucks. Especially when your mind is like one of a baby, when everything you do is a 'first'. When she meets Christian, a mysterious guy that moved into the apartment beside hers, she starts to remember. But the one thing on everyone she knows mind is, 'Who is this boy and how is he helping her?'

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"Yet sometimes, people change without reason." *** Here's a quick flash fiction about lost identities and former selves, fading into cracks and a wild once was.

Kielran was more than an assassin-he was the Vauxvermil's masterpiece. A phantom shaped by discipline, sharpened by death, and unleashed upon the world with ruthless precision. Their most prized weapon. Their perfect creation. Until he vanished without a trace... Now, he is no one. A ghost in the quiet, living by the sea, untouched by the blood-soaked empire that once owned him. His hands are steady, untainted. His mind is at peace. But peace was never meant for a weapon like him. The Vauxvermil have uncovered the impossible. Kielran is alive. And they will drag him back-no matter the cost. His return is not salvation. It is an omen. Because if he remembers who he was... the world will remember what he is. And what he is should have stayed buried in the abyss. Because once the Crimson Requiem begins... it will not stop. Not until the only thing left in its wake is a symphony of death. ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ What will happen when the world's deadliest assassin no longer answers to anyone? Will he return as their weapon... or rise as their executioner? Read at your own risk. Some ghosts come back to haunt. Others come back to kill.

A deeply emotional story about the battle between survival and innocence, the contrast between war and joy, and the truth that was never lost-only forgotten.

His name is Niko. He was your typical highschool boy, who gets bullied and tries to act tough.

When a child is forced to witness death day after day, something inside her starts to fracture. Fear fades. Compassion burns out. Instinct replaces innocence. Some become killers. Some become ghosts. She became something in between.

🌌 The Guild of Forgotten Names 🌌 What if your name was the only thing keeping you alive? In the kingdom of Velhara, names hold power - and when Clara's name vanishes from her skin, so does her existence. No one remembers her. Not her friends. Not her family. But Clara remembers everything. Now, hunted and erased, she finds refuge in the shadows - with a secret guild of the forgotten. And the truth behind the lost names? It could shatter the kingdom. ✨ Read Chapter 1 now on Wattpad 👤 For fans of fantasy, rebellion, and mysterious guild

"Some dreams are too powerful to stay asleep." Ashlyn lived an ordinary life... until dreams started bleeding into reality - whispers of a forgotten realm, fragments of a war she never remembered fighting, and a face she was told to fear. Now, hunted by a cruel king who swears she was never meant to exist, Ashlyn must unravel a truth buried deep within her - a truth that could tear her apart or make her the only hope Estelle has left. But in a world where memories lie and power comes at a price... What if the greatest threat to everything is the secret inside her own heart? Magic. Memory. Betrayal. Hope. A breathtaking fantasy about choosing who you are - even when the world says you were never real to begin with.