Protesting Stories

Blood is mandatory. Compliance is survival. Hope is broadcasted like propaganda. Kai has spent his life keeping his head down, his sister hidden, and his fists ready. But when the lottery calls his number and offers him a future he never asked for, Kai is forced to choose between the life he built in the shadows, and a system that's already decided what he's worth. The revolution is coming, but he never signed up for his. Kai only wanted to keep his sister safe. So why is he now suddenly able to control fire?

[ONGOING] How the daily vlogs by the PROTAGONIST reminds the nation what it is supposed be. How one man challenges the ruling party and exposes the orchestrated crimes, communal riots, caste politics etc promoted by the government to gather votes.

Kai Elrod is a 15-year-old boy living in the Kingdom of Ivor. He has everything a teenager would want in life - a mum, a dad, siblings, and a loving boyfriend. However, war breaks lose between the Kingdom of Ivor and the Kingdom of Lorath, and Kai is roped into the war, and slowly... he starts losing everything he thought he could keep forever. TW: blood, war, violence

"What is it now?" He yelled above the embers of the flame. Vivian who had crumbled to the floor stayed down, staring as the fire rose in the sky. Bishop Maitama's huge legs marched across to where Vivian lay. "Do you want to set the entire compound on fire?" A trembling Vivian didn't look up but kept her gaze on the burning flame. Zach.....Zach! " The Bishop's voice rose into the air. Shortly a young man in his late twenties rushed to his side. "Sir, you called." "Ehem put out this fire. I don't want to see bonfires anymore in this house. " No.....No, please please....let it burn for a while." Vivian who was now on her feet, placed a protective hand around the fire. Bishop looked at her and shook his head. "And why's that?" She glared at her father and then back at Zack. "So I'm sure they are truly dead." Her father hissed and turned round to face her. "If I were you, I would tell those demons to leave you alone. How long do you think I'm going to put up with your paranormal activities?" 'If I Were You' tells the story of a young pastor's daughter who was plagued by demonic entities. Forces who hindered and placed her life in limbo. Her father whom she'd looked up to had come up short in finding solutions to her problems, focusing mostly on his reputation than his child. If I were you take the readers into the drama that surrounded the Maitamas and how they finally prevailed.

stop banning my book

A series of rants at everything that has pissed me off. Strong language guaranteed Anti American topics inside Im not meaning to cause too much offence but if you find yourself offended by anything i write then do send me a message.... I can't laugh at you if you don't :P

The anger pushed them to protest and speak their minds, but it soon turned them into "prisoners of conscience". This story is about brave college students and their journey to the darkest prison there is … silencing their minds and voices and forcing them to pay for their courage. A ruling king that plays with souls as chess pieces … a royal family that their hands are soaked in people's warm blood. This story is for all of those who are longing for freedom.

A poem in reaction to the goings on in the UK.

During a pandemic, the US citizens rebel against the government, claiming liberty and justice for all. Y/n gets stuck in quarantine with her boyfriend, she thought they would have a great, peaceful time. Little did she know... Dw, it does have ~sexy~ stuff, i just didn't wanna add it in the beginning basically just enjoy it :) also dont take this story seriously it's meant to be cringey Also, creds to cece from m3ssym0nday(insta) for the cover!!!

We out here doing God's work. Have a few short stories about our favorite modern revolutionaries known as The Spec Ops.

" It's not a story about Bitcoin. It's a story about what's left of a man when he refuses to be his bank account." In the heart of Bristol, amid the acrid smell of paint and the electrical hum of clandestine servers, the most dangerous identity of the century is born. Robin Gunningham didn't want to be rich; he wanted to be free. But freedom comes at a price no cryptographic function can calculate. While the world chases the shadow of Satoshi Nakamoto through financial charts and journalistic investigations, Mercedes Fiorenova leads us into the bunker where aggressive activism meets the silence of the soul. Between a work that self-destructs under the blows of an auction gavel and a code that slips into the depths of the Darknet, I'M Satoshi Nakamoto (Banksy) is a brutal and poetic descent into the failure of modern utopias. dark true novel . A journey alongside a man who burned a billion-dollar treasure to remain a ghost, and a woman, Lauren, who dances on the edge of a bipolar abyss to witness the end of the world as we know it. Are you ready to discover that the truth isn't written in a digital wallet, but on the wall they just tried to tear down?

The first robot police officers are here. Amelia is a police officer who has always wanted to own a robot. She finally gets the opportunity when she joins the American police force, which is full of robot haters. With the help of Caesar, Amelia will have to investigate crimes involving robots. The only problem is that she finds herself falling for her perfect robot, Caesar. She worries that he could never feel the same, since he's an emotionless robot. Or is he? Amelia and Caesar will have to survive together in a world full of extremists, who want to kill them.

The loneliness came gradually. I looked out towards the distant horizon, that beckoning, tempting horizon. It taunted me. It called to me. Never had I wished more for a pair of wings, and I knew that if I had wings I'd fly away and never look back. The city, school, the people I knew, they held nothing for me anymore. And I was nothing to them. I knew this in the way that the coldness of the buildings payed me no heed when I walked passed them. I knew this from the way I'd spoken less than twenty words to my family in the past week. I knew this in the way I walked through school, never stopping to greet anyone else, head down, shoulders slumped. My name is Koryn. That was me, less then a year ago. And then things changed. Someone who could actually help me showed up. They were there for me more than I even realized, even when I didn't deserve them. They are gone now. I don't know where. But in the short time I knew them, they made me realize that I could be okay.

This is a short story\poem about a male who finds a female in the middle of a volatile protest. He hadn't been exposed to real world problems yet and She was lost in them. He needed Her so He could grow up and She needed him to remind her that She was young and allowed to have fun. How does one find their true identity in a world filled with idealism, hive-minded peer pressure, and political differences? Sometimes you need a stranger to make you feel a little less strange about who you are.

the protest must begin the war will be starting the fight between civilian and law has started its up to these four to fix what they started but will love bloom, or die in these conditions?

they wonder why these teens are all depressed.

Enemies to Lovers~ A Cop who joined the force to set the system straight. A Protestor in all riot gear, trying to sprout change in the form of ACAB. Two figures trying to fight for the same change.