Destructive Stories

A prayer for peace

Ma'Kayla & Johnna are twins but they've never met eachother before. So what happens when they finally meet ? Find out starting February 2013 :)

Just trust me it's a good book 😁

A bit of a mix of old poems/texts which I thought I would give light of day again. They all have in common that they were written back in 2013.

Welcome, indeed. Yes, you with the weary look hanging from your eyes. The world has changed over the course of many moons, much impact set in our way. Years ago, towers of magnificent light erupted from the Earth. They grew like trees to the very reaches of space itself, and we were all fine. In fact, we were more than just. We had power, this light made everything work to its utmost potential. We were plugged in, only after a few short weeks the light had entrapped us in its' web. Then, without warning, the lights went out. Leaving nothing behind but dark as midnight towers, that shined in the darkness. Cold, lifeless they stood. They stand as a reminder now of a tough transition we made, into the dark ages once again. Marshal Law, brother for brother. The world went into chaos. Now from the ashes rises a brave new world, capable of piecing the puzzle together. Who will lead the people back to the path of righteousness? Stay tuned, it could be anyone.

The concept of things being black and white...that's a thing of the past. My entire life, I have resided in sheds of grey. The misery, the anguish, the hurt...they inhibit yet another piece of me with every day that passes. A certain string of routines keep my sanity intact, even stable on good days. For a time, I had craved so much, so very much to feel a damn thing. But then I did. Joseph. The drug that keeps me sane. The anchor that grounds me. The talisman that saved me. From life. Life alone, with only my thoughts for company. And what thoughts they were! I need him, and after a while I realized, he needs me just as much. Our craving for each other bypasses common sense. It feels as though I have yearned for him for as long as I remember. Going by what he tells me, he feels the same. And then there were the shadows that we both fear. He fears what awaits him, as I fear what I've already been through. He dreads what he does, he tells me it's killing him, eating him from the inside out, changing him in ways that he never saw coming. "I'll lover you nonetheless.", I assure him. As for myself, my regrets are too heavy, the urges too strong. I do realize, my love for Joseph is unnatural, our relationship unhealthy. Some might call it destructive. That's funny though, since unanimously, we decided long ago, we were the only barriers that kept us from the edge. The edge of what? I can't be sure, we both haven't dared to get too close. Read on to find out!

"there is no god, just demons wandering the earth." single- talking- ♱ taken: ♰

"...because for a moment, I'm not standing on the cold surface of a bathroom scale; I'm standing on top of the whole world."

What will you do if a person is born with powers that are destructive? This story focuses on the life of a young boy, a very different boy. He's granted with powers...but at what cost?

Beautiful poems, happy poems, sad poems, love poems, hate poems. every feeling you've ever felt, every word you've ever said, every feeling you're yet to feel, every word you're yet to say

Just some stupid shit that I can't get out of my mouth, expressed by writing the words down instead. PS. This isn't a story, it is simply a collection of thoughts.

The sad reality of the damage inflicted, by a temptress. A collection of short crap that spilled out when my heart was bleeding. No chapters are in relation to each other. I really don't think I was okay when I wrote these.

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐭,𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫.

book 1 of the cure of curse Name-the curse ln the depths of darkness, a baby boy emerged, his birth shrouded in a crimson sea of blood. The world remained oblivious to his insidious intentions, as he harbored an insatiable thirst for violence and destruction. His malevolent presence ensnared others, drawing them into his sinister web, only to unleash a storm of brutality and mayhem upon them. That day a dictator was born. His existence brought bloodshed and he will crave for it too. Little did he know afar from there a soul was too born to take his wrath upon her and melt his heart. He will break and then mend her with his own pieces. But a start itself is an end

Life is full of surprises for many, but not for 21 year old Mia Taylor Mia has grown up with problems thrown at her left and right but never did she let that harden her big, loving heart Studying in her last year of undergrads, Mia finally has believed that she has been given a break from all that has been thrown at her, but oh how she was wrong Isaac Archer, the complete opposite of Mia, has taken all that is bad in his life and directed it into anger and aggression, hardening his heart beyond imaginable In a love that is so strong it hurts, will Mia break Isaac out of his shell or will Isaac taint Mia's heart beyond repair? *NOT A CLICHE, SHORT CHAPTERS*

A Clato fanfiction. — His eyes were so blue, so beautiful; but they held so much darkness and anger within them. His kiss was intoxicating, but it left a poison lining on my lips. Everything about him invariably left me wanting more. He put on a calm façade, but I found his compulsiveness to be riveting. I should have played it safe, but I was enthralled by his dark side. He was dangerous, but so was I. Her eyes were so dark, so sadistic; but they were not void of emotion. Her lips were an unhealthy addiction, but she kissed me like I was the beating of her frozen heart. Dammit, every move drew me in closer. She always strived to stay in control, but I was transfixed when she let her emotions grip her. I should have stayed away, but I was spellbound by her humanity. She was dangerous, but so was I. — Cato and Clove shared what was close to love (or sick fascination), but it was supposed to die along with one of them. They were the final two and both fought until the end, but the blood loss was too great...It was either 2 victors or none. Their connection was never destroyed...which creates the problem. — Not a copied story! I am Cloverrrrrrrrrr from fanfiction.net, and I just decided to post this on wattpad too. (: