Deadinside Stories

I lost my child the night my mate chose another woman. At the hospital, I waited for him. He never came. Instead, he stayed by her side his first love, the one who was "dying." That was the moment I stopped loving him. So I asked for a divorce. He laughed. He thought I would never leave. He thought I needed him. He was wrong. Because this time... I walked away. And I didn't come back alone.

Derelict cities, mass tunnel-works, overhead gushing pipes, suspended river beds. The residents of the District knew these were the norm, but Lewis Gentry knew there was more to life than fixing rudimentary moving sidewalks. He soon sneaks into the bowels of the pipeworks and meets two sewer-dwellers, Gorden and Brenda, in a bid to find the truth of the city of lies his life was built upon.

Just a girl, trying to release her emotions, jotting down anger, depression, pain, sadness, and creating poems. Poems that I want to share with YOU.

𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐘𝐀𝐊𝐒𝐇 𝐊𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐀 Pratyaksh Khurana, a 33-year-old hotelier, is a man ravaged by tragedy. A devastating loss two years ago shattered his idyllic life, leaving him a shadow of his former self. Once a vibrant and successful lawyer, he now navigates life with a sense of purposelessness, his eyes dimmed by the weight of grief. 𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐕𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 Poorvi Sharma, a 23-year-old single mother, embodies resilience and determination. Having escaped an abusive marriage, she now faces the challenges of raising her four-year-old daughter in a rural village with limited resources. Despite the scars of her past, Poorvi's eyes shine with a deep love for her child, and she is fiercely devoted to providing a better life for her. Her story is a testament to the transformative power of motherly love and the unbreakable spirit of women who have overcome adversity. ******** "As fate's delicate threads intertwined their lives, in a sacred bond of marriage." But will their hearts ever beat as one? With a renewed sense of hope, will they ever be able to come out of the darkness of their past? ******* Tropes: Marriage of convenience Second chance Widower ML × Divorced FL Found family Single mother Age gap Soft romance Slow burn

the typa stuff i would never tell my therapist

"every breath you take in my name fucking disgusts me," he said. "then stop saying it," she snapped, stepping closer, "or i'll carve mine into your chest so you never forget who's going to end you." the world calls him italy's deadliest weapon. a man who watched his bloodline get slaughtered and turned grief into something lethal. cold. unforgiving. and her? she's america's finest assassin. the one whose name is whispered before bodies drop, the one accused of ordering the very massacre that shattered him. they didn't grow up together. they didn't fall for each other. they weren't even supposed to matter to one another. but somewhere between bloodshed and betrayal, their names started appearing in the same places, on the same files, the same failed missions, the same bodies. too many coincidences to ignore. too deliberate to forgive. he knows what she did. he's seen the aftermath, counted the losses, buried what was left of his family with her name carved into every rumor, every piece of evidence that pointed straight at her. and she knows what he is. a man who doesn't miss. a man who leaves people alive only when he wants them to understand how close they came to dying. they've never had a conversation. only consequences. only patterns. because this was never just about revenge. it's about control. about who breaks first. about who gets to rewrite the story of what really happened. and the deeper they dig into each other, the more it stops feeling like a war and starts feeling like something far worse. something intentional. like they were never meant to win. only meant to destroy. "you think a ring makes you untouchable? i'll still find ways to break you," he said, voice flat, like it was already decided. "try it," she replied, a faint, humorless smile on her lips, "and i'll make you wish you'd just fucking killed me instead."

The boys find out that their best friend, Kenny, happened to be an immortal god. Slowly instead of hiding his earth-destroying powers he starts to get more crazy with them, taking over the earth and forcing society into a post-apocalyptic world, until someone could make him see the light. (BTW: mostly written in journal entries by Stan, if your confused) - more of a paranormal/ science fiction story-

This is a book where I'll write what I feel. You are free to read it but please don't copy my works.

This is just a simple poem of a woman experiencing deep heartbreak. In the poem the woman uses waking up in bed alone each and every night since her betrayal to describe how depressed she has become in his absence. How much she passionately misses him. This is a poem of a lost love that causes a heartbroken woman to death.

Talk with me about that part of your pain which keeps you alive, so that i can promise to keep you immortal.

A journey through the depths of despair, Where darkness reigns, and sorrows flare. In verses and prose, emotions unbound, A tapestry of pain, where solace is found. Remember, the path towards healing is different for everyone. This poem novel could offer solace, understanding, and empathy to those grappling with their own experiences of depression, loss, heartbreak, and self-hatred.

This is about families coming together to celebrate Christmas but non of their gatherings ever ended good.

In a world where violence is currency and love is a weapon, four men circle each other like wolves. They wanted love. They got war. And no one walked away whole. Every kiss is a threat. Every hug feels like goodbye. And every confession comes too late. "Tell Me You'll Stay" is a brutal, slow-burning descent into madness, love, and grief-where the only promise they can't keep...is to "STAY" ⚠️ Content Warning ⚠️ This story contains scenes of graphic violence, including murder, and consensual but emotionally intense sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.

i wish sometimes that i could be seeing the truthful reasoning behind why the life of mine is the way that i live, pondering the real makbarth is the second step on this action packed fairytale countering the likes of hit stories such as sqrt208⁄13/7 GMT+2 and Clash of Thagmar: REVENGE OF THE SITH. these are the beautfiful blinding and tear gas books that faeuled my me journey to the west.

A boy uncovered a mystery unintentionally during a trip in the forest, he found something hidden beneath the world, an old secret.... one that should not exist. It's a miracle how he was able to live through with that, and now, gaining something in today's society who desires fantasy settings came true....... not in the way they expect. Every now and then, it haunts him, descending him further into madness... and with how society treats him, it's only the matter of fact he's progressing faster than it planned. This story is it's own thing and has no ties with the universe I'm doing.

This is a diary entry. This short story is about a funeral from a dead persons point of view. You might feel this when depressed but afterall the journey is beautiful.

A story about an orphan boy who wants to suicide and thinks life is worthless.. read how his uncle henry had impact on him and changed his way of living..

This story takes place in the Haikyuu universe. Hito and the rest of this team are invited to go to a training camp with some other teams where he meets the love of his life? Read more to find out. (might be posting more every 1-2 days. Still working in cover)(Forgot to mention that Hito has a problem with zoning out like he would be in the middle of a game and he would just zone out and stand in the middle of the court staring at the ground)

I loved the roses too much so I burnt them.. My pain was saying I love you...only to watch his smile fade..

Basically a journal of memes - videos - funny stories - ETC ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜 hmu 👻SC: demon_disaster👻 ⚠️strong language⚠️ ⚠️possibly nsfw⚠️ ⚠️could be offensive⚠️ If you don't like it don't read it😘