Desperate Stories

HISTORICAL REINCARNATION SERIES 1 What happens when the villain knows how the story ends? - Most Impressive Ranking #1 Thrilling #1 Taglish #1 Badass #1 Vegeance #2 Tagalog-english #3 Tagalog - Date Started : April 05, 2022 Date Finished : February 12, 2023 Date Revised : August 23, 2025 PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME!

(This takes place shortly after the first five books) (after some review the new cover for this story looks a tad bit too creepy, I will be making a new one eventually ) (Just a little disclaimer, this story will have much darker themes starting at chapter 5 such as gore) It has been three months since the dragonets "prophecy" came to fruition. Every Tribe was trying to adapt to the new peace, something that hasn't been experienced in years. For one particularly stubborn tribe, (cough cough, Nightwings, cough cough), they are having a rather rough time, just with the fact that they aren't constantly surrounded by lava and death. Though, one dragonet adapts slightly faster, (mostly due to not wanting to starve again), which leads to a... Rainwing, stalking him. Yeah, a Rainwing. Such unrefined creatures... - An idea just came to mind and I'm not quite sure how it would work out, anyways, I can add your Dragon's (OC) to my story, again, not sure if it would work out but I'm open to requests. Just ask and I'll take a look! - Example dialogue: (this is used in the story) Deathbringer swivels his head and stares at glory with a suprised look on his face, "wow, I did not know you could sound that nice", he covers the side of his mouth that's closer to Glory and leans toward Fateseaker, "careful kid, she's viscous", he whispers loud enough for Glory to hear while grinning. Glory shoots him a scathing look, "excuse his behavior, I'll make sure to punish him later", she says with a pissed tone while looking at Deathbringer. "Ohhh, don't threaten me with a good time", he winks at Glory. Glory covers her eyes with her claws and exhales in frustration. She collects herself for a moment before turning her attention back to Fateseaker. --- (A story about Breaking "Fate") WIP chapters are technically "finished", but I'll add more details, better grammar, etc. The edited chapters will have a (rewritten # times) at the beginning.

I lost my dad .....SAD ...Isn't it ?? and during this time where should my love of life be ? Lingering near a person that should be the last in the LIST . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ((Not edited))

"dude you're crazy for wanting her." that's what they told him. "do you see what she wears?" they laughed. "man, you're way out of her league." they tried to convince him. they didn't want us to be together. no one did. too bad your heart can't control what it does sometimes.

You, a vampire and Michael Jackson..a human. How can a love trope like this even work? its impossible.

18+? (Regardless you're not gonna listen but I'll put it here js for fun) Book 1 of Promises~ ♡♡♡ Stephanie Villa was a runaway of the typical sort. She, on the contrary, was not typical at all. Tired of her story filling itself with lines of lies and hurt, she leaves. And, this. This would likely be the best and worst thought she's ever followed through with. Being in possession of clouded identity, fake reality, and pent-up emotion could reduce a person to their truth, after all. ♡♡♡ ❥LOVE ❥ADDICTION ❥GRIEF ❥LOSS ❥UNDERSTANDING ❥DESPERATION ❥CALCULATION ♡♡♡ Cutie Quotes: "You understand I'm going to kill you, correct?" He questions, with a sickening sense of confidence coating is rasp, assured voice. "I've accepted it, yes." I say, giving him a weak, sarcastic smirk. "Hey...aren't you famous." She says, stone-faced. She's on the edge of lisping her words together, but she seems to experienced to show it. "I'll give you fifty bucks to not scream my name." I don't care about crazed fans, that isn't why I'm running. "Where's my fifty bucks?" She drawls, slightly raising her eyebrows. "Jet, I'm fucked." I let out a breathy laugh, in failed attempts to mask the raging thoughts filling my mind. "Utterly fucked." I whisper. "What's yours is mine." He sighs, getting up.

This is mainly malexfemale one shots ( short stories ) if you want a more specific story or scenarios comment for ideas if you'd like to

just a little different from those other sappy stories about love and royalty [FEMALE PERSPECTIVE] [WORK IN PROGRESS]

Love no one can describe 😭❤️

A poem about how I feel in everyday life. Without really knowing how I feel, I decide to write. There's always music at the end; let's say it's to make the poem a little more mellow. There's a french version too btw !

Do not repay a man evil for evil. Do not avenge yourself, for it is written, Vengeance is mine; I will repay, says the Lord. So then, if your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him drink: for in so doing you will heap coals of fire on his head. Do not be overcome with evil, but overcome evil with good. This story deals with dark themes. Mature wording is not used but the nature of the story is mature. **Trigger warning for attempted suicide.

Brian Crandall's not going to stop that not even the restraining order against him is enough to stop him, but that doesn't mean that I'm just going to fold for him either, because I still got one more Ace card up my sleeves.

would you even call this a "book"? it's more like an anonymous spill of all of my humiliation. yup.

It is the year 2087. The Last Human has been on the run for twenty years and is finally captured by the victorious alien conquerors, The Stellaris. He is brought before a court of alien inquisitors a broken man. Here he retells in poetic saga, the most epic of all wars and the incredible heart of the Human Race.

In a modern Verona fractured by the deep-seated hatred between two families, Ottavio and Vittoria meet by chance at a party that should never have brought them together. He is the son of the conservative nobility, she the rebellious voice of those who struggle from the bottom. They fall in love. Without knowing who the other truly is. And when they discover the truth, it is already too late.

'It is the blood of one for another. It is her who is capable of destruction and brining doom but also one to bring peace and prosperity' the person spoke dangerously. 'Protect her, for they are coming!' 'Protect her!' with that he vanished into the dark fog. __________________________________________________ ********************************************************************************************************************************************************************* Hi guys! If you are looking for something with lots of twists and turns and with little churns in your stomach from curiosity then you are at right station. You will live with every moment story would take you to. The updates are weekly or fortnightly, so if anyone is little impatient, well waiting is only you can do. I will try to make it fast but I don't want to rush things and ruin the storyline. Thank you for stopping and giving your time reading it. 😘😘 Happie, happier, happiest reading!!!

He has been alone ever since he could remember. Having no purpose or a force driving him, hurt and left behind, his dreams are his salvation.

❝what i'ld do to have you be mine; to wake you from the dead, my love...❞ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ A series of romance poems by a distraught lover upon learning of their partner's death. I wrote this when I was fourteen.

def not my first book