Miserable Stories

To her family, Princess Aisha was never a daughter she was a political pawn to be discarded. After years of abuse at their hands, they finally found a way to be rid of her: marrying her off to the Empire's greatest enemy under the guise of a peace treaty. If she refused, they promised her a shallow grave. What they didn't know was that years ago, Aisha had saved a dying boy on the battlefield. The same man who is now her cold, abusive husband. Bound by a marriage of hate, Aisha endures his cruelty until the truth finally surfaces. But the realization comes with a bitter price. "I saved a monster" she realizes. When she vanishes without a trace, the Emperor's obsession turns into a scorched-earth madness. If her homeland wanted peace through her suffering, he will give them war in her name until every stone of her past is turned to ash.

"Get her away from my premises within an hour. If I get a sniff of her scent after that, I will not be held responsible for what I'll do. Mate bond be damned. This thing you call a daughter deserves nobody as a mate. She is a vile creature who has no respect or appreciation for those that care for her. I never want to see, scent or feel her presence near my territory again. Defy this orders and I will tear her apart limb by limb, If I die or turn rogue then so be it because everything then will be worth it." After treating her mate horribly for four years straight, Shakeesha regrets what she has done when Alpha Sparks throws her out of his territory. He has had enough and decides to call it quits. Its now upon Shakeesha to fight for him and win his trust back and hopefully his love and forgiveness once again. But will Sparks relent and give her another chance? Is her repentant heart an act to break him more or is she genuine in her mission of self-righteousness? Secrets will unfold that will turn everything they believe in upside down, leaving them questioning everything they know. NB:NOT CRITICALLY EDITED, SO MAYBE 85% EDITED🤔😂...READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. Also first time writing a werewolf story,please bear with me if it sounds too unwolfy for you😊

"Was I not enough for you to stay?" ♡♡♡ "Hee" she lovingly called whilst the latter hummed in response. "I love you, no matter what, know that I love you, we may be far away from each other but know that I really love you and I always will, every moment I spent with you was memorable, you made me smile when no one else could, calmed me down when no one else could, thank you so much Hee" "Love, your acting really weird today, I'll see you off when you go to your grandma's house and besides, I'll visit you every week, don't worry" He said while chuckling "I feel tired Hee" she told him, feeling tears brimming in my eyes. "You should go to bed Sarang, rest well" he answered, unaware of that fact that that would be the last time he talked to her. [tw - mention of selfharm, death, abduction, suicide, insecurity, violence and much more] *************** Started : 28 August 2023 Ended: ~ 23 April 2024

This story navigates the theme of love, heartbreak, sorrow and happiness, as a momentary part of life. It shows how personal actions can affect for good or bad the lives of love ones for generations. At the center of it is Caru Ainsworth and his family. Although being born with a beautiful soul, his heart will be continuously put to test since his childhood. Questioning his purpose in life and if he was ever love. I always wanted to write a tear jerking story, this time with a male lead. Please stay tune as I wrap up the story. I will try to participate in the Novella contest with the prompt: 46. "We love broken, beautiful people. And it doesn't get more obviously broken and more classically beautiful than you." (A slightly modified quote from "Daisy Jones & The Six" by Taylor Jenkins Reid)

Some secrets aren't buried. They breathe... in silence. Shaurya Rajvanshi doesn't lose control. Not in business. Not in life. Not in emotions. Until everything changes. A brother gone. A past left unfinished. And a child who hasn't spoken since that night. Kiyansh Rajvanshi-silent, distant, and watching. Then she walks in. Aarna Kaul was never meant to be part of his world. But the moment she steps closer, things begin to shift. Because she notices. She questions. She doesn't look away. And that's dangerous. Because the silence in that child isn't empty. It's hiding something. Something dark. Something real. Something someone is desperate to keep buried. And the closer Aarna gets to the truth... the more she risks losing everything. Including herself.

What is it? Leon is about to find out! Hopefully!

I wrote these for you at night but never had the courage to actually send them to you. Please don't think I'm a wannabe poet, I just wanted to express my feelings <\3 There will be more parts someday love u

Who I am

Rebecca Feller once was a basic girl that madly adored his senior in campus. Lucky her, that Brian guy liked her too. But the happiness she had didn't last long. When she thought that he was her true love, he hurt her. She was so sad until Jared Devon came to bring new hopes. She finally feels alive again. But their relationship isn't always perfect. They fight and argue all the time. She starts to believe that she is not worth loving and she begins to surrender. The misery she felt before comes again. It's like déjà vu. Can they hold on? Or will they finally give up?

Percy is now in the deepest tunnels. He's got nothing left. He's turning mad. He has been betrayed. He is now another person. 'Thy six Half-Bloods shall walk on, To thou with new form, And shall seek true love, Amongst guilt and lost. But thy bravest shall not return, Nor the others in live bod. And thy hearts, shattered, dim, Not to be missed. But thine hero's soul, Will stay together for all, Though through great effort, Past pain sore thy hero, Thy light stand tall, To accomplish thy own.' Read The Prophecy of the Lost first.

I wrote these so the dark wouldn't be empty. Writen in the quietest hours. Crying nonstop... Sad poems, small stories, and random grief... No order. Just grief that didn't ask permission. Love that didn't get to stay... Read it if you've ever typed softly so no one hears you breaking... If you find this, keep it. Maybe you'll need it someday...

Mahalin mo yung taong mahal ka, wag kang tanga

A hopeless guy who's disliked by everyone and lives a lonely life, suddenly starts to feel watched and get gifts at his door.

Seeping in my veins like my blood It was building faster than my thoughts There seems a haunted place inside me Full of miserable thoughts gathered together Hoping for an escape a long ago They died a hundred times; sad though Escape from sadness, trapped life and much more It was a journey of nothingness which lasted long. -Fabiha

I keep being pulled down further and grabbing at whatever I can, but when will I reach the inevitable?

Life of an introverted girl who has trouble making eye contact and the problems she faces because of it.

Sila ba Talaga ang magiging para sa isa't - isa ... Hindi ba talaga sila itinadhana ? O Itinadhana talaga sila .

Just my attempt at writing a mildly depressed oneshot.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, but your mother has passed away. Your sister is healthy but your mother could not make it. I'm sorry angel" Isabella was a young girl who had a perfect life. She had parents and siblings who loved her unconditionally, friends who always brought a smile to her face, intelligence that made her known and beauty that made every girl envious. But tables turn on her 8th birthday, when she finds out that her beloved mother passed away. Will the young girl survive this traumatic incident and find a happy ending? Or will her mother's death affect her life endlessly.

A compilation of poems. It's not even poetry more like random thoughts. Some mind excrement. It's random but you can find the story here.