Desolate Stories

𝚆𝚘𝚊𝚑. 𝙰𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚎!? 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛. 𝙾𝚔𝚊𝚢. ~ 𝙺𝚊𝚘𝚖𝚒, 𝚊 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚢. 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘. 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘? 𝙰𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗 ; 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍. ♡.

An attempt at the best description I could muster of my battle with depression and anxiety, which has been going on for around 7 years now.

Humans tend to flee from what scares them. What happens when the feeling of impending fear turns addictive instead? --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Advik Kashyap is the personification of 'intimidation'. With a stature that screams 'magnificient' and an aura that radiates pure darkness and deep mystery, he's the epitome of imperfect perfection. An academic genius with slightly scarred but strikingly perfect features, a seemingly wealthy lifestyle and a body that seems to have been sculpted by the finest of sculptors, a stranger might think he has it all. But one glance at his expressionless face and most do not dare to look back at him again. Kira Bansal might be perceived by strangers to be quite reserved, but on contrary her vivacious personality keeps those who know her on their toes. With a curvaceous body and fairly tall height, her wavy hair flows with every little movement of her head. She loves making the most out of each tiny moment and keeps her loved ones close to her at all times. Though academics was never her strong suite, after getting into university she made up her mind to do better, by hook or by crook. When Advik is instructed to mentor Kira and help her raise her grades, everyone suggests Kira to decline the arrangement and avoid the resident bad boy of South Point University. But when Kira happens to look at Advik's pale gray eyes she feels a familiarity that draws her closer to him, more personal, more intimate.... Is this fate's way to unite two souls meant for each other? Or will this end into complete desolation? _______________________________________________________________________________ Warnings: 1. Depictions of childhood trauma in detail 2. Violent and twisted ML 3. Descriptions of gore bloodshed, abuse and violence 4. Descriptions of child abuse Please feel free to let me know if any more trigger warnings should be added!

Sad poetry.

My first poem in English was published in the International Library of Poetry. It is accompanied by a french translation and a notice to the attention critics who absolutely want to understand everything because they have no heart to feel ... More free writing in french here http://petitlien.fr/morne

After the United States gets hit with a nuclear bomb, everyone attempts to live normally in an extremely desolate world. When Carter discovers a secret close to home, he and his ally's must stop destruction before time runs out.

Reprobate [rep-ruh-beyt] 1. a depraved, unprincipled, or wicked person: a drunken reprobate 2. a person rejected by God and beyond hope of salvation.

???: "To anyone listening who has not been infected, this is a message from the Environmental Logistics & Solutions Enterprise. As you are keenly aware, our dear Earth has seen better days before the Great Desertification. And to make matters even more dire, our own attempt at combating it has turned against us. This planet is beyond our control, and beyond our help. Which is why we have taken to the stars for a fresh new start." "By the time you've received this -- we, among the rest of humanity's remnants, have set a course for the identified exoplanet Si-[**static**] confirmed to support life. As for you and anyone else unfortunate enough to've been left behind, our organization has left a parting gift to help mitigate this global ordeal. And so, we ask that you be well-advised." "If you happen to come across any carrier of the Absolute Zero virus, direct skin contact is to be avoided at all cost. It cannot be treated, and despite our best efforts, there is no known cure. So in terms of safety precautions, long-ranged heat-based weaponry is highly recommended; Flame throwers, explosives, lasers, etc. But keep in mind that they can only slow them down, not kill them outright. The cold from within will not allow that." "Furthermore, hiding from plain sight is not a viable option. They will know where you are. Not by your tracks, but by-[***static***]-atter-[***static***]-verall survival strategy is to stay as far away from the carrier as possible -- and allow our trusted St. Helio units to intervene. Rest assured, they will keep them subdued. And if all goes according to plan, the virus we created will spread no further." "Those of you who remain here have our deepest apologies. As well as our sincerest hope that you may persevere, just as human life has done since the very beginning. Farewell, good luck, and Godspeed. This world rests in your hands now." [*****static*****] Joleen Marzé: "... ... ..."

A man named Roy gets shunted into a position he does not understand at all.

The poem is about a girl who no matter what she do always ends up hurting herself even though she's trying her best all she recieve at the end of the day is betrayal and disappointment.

A short story i composed in one day. Comprises of a soldier walking through the wastes of earth, struggling endlessly. Endless suffering. Endless pain. Endless Hatred. Its Putrid.

In Washington a small town of Sierra county is struck by a event that caused a catalyst bringing misery and terror for everyone involved, the dead were finally awake and those living in the town must endure the cold dead winter. A fan made story in game called Dead Reckoning this is my own thing.

This is a Post-apocalyptic story set in a world that has long since been demolished by unknown causes. At least, unknown to anyone still alive that is. Join John on his fight for survival through these wastelands.

A developing list/assortment of very short poems.

Thoughts flow through the head of what could have been but nothing can really bring back the past.