Story Prompts

Cursed

Hello World, hope your listening! (Sings OneRepublic tune) 

( I STRONGLY recommend listening to this piano ballad while you read this upcoming scene. It will add ALOT of emotion to it. I know its classical but its really REALLY good and so BEAUTIFUL. )^^^

Any who, Hey peeps! I hope your doing fabulous this Summer/night/day. Ive come to the realization I have not written a prompt for a while, not that anyone misses them... *starts to cry*

*Blows into tissue and wipes eyes*

Besides my emotional breakdowns, Ive also realized I have written a lot of pretty dramatic romance scenes in this book. (Because they are my favorite)  So I could use some different opinions here from some rounded writers of 'comedy, supernatural, teen fiction, mystery, etc. UNLESS you prefer the romance scenes. Now Im rambling. I'll stop now.... Sorry~

Also thank you a lot for reading these prompts so far, I hope they have really helped! 

I really do need some suggestions and such, I cant come up with all these ideas by myself~

Love y'all a bunch, ;D

A.J.

P.S. I'm gonna write another dramatic romance scene anyway. ENJOY!

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Written by: ASJwritings

#Romance #paranormal #Fantasy

As if the world, had in those very seconds, crushed me, I screamed and jerked free from the crowd that enveloped me uncomfortably.

The world, set in slow motion, rolled passed me as my heart shattered into a million tiny pieces. The tears flowed from my eyes streaking down my cheeks. My feet hit the rubble of the ground as I scrambled from the silent crowd.

They were looking straight at me. Eyes piercing into my skin and blazing a hole through every inch of my body. But I didn't care- I ran to him anyway.

I dropped beside him, pulling his head into my arms. 

" No..." The strangled cry left my lips.

My heart stopped just by staring into eyes. His hurting eyes.

His quavering hand lifted in the air, failing to reach my face. I held onto his hand and placed it there myself. My greatest fear coming to life inside.

His thumb gently stroked my face, lingering over my lips. 

" You shouldn't be here. Next to me." He swallowed with great discomfort.

Shaking my head, I replied; " I don't care what they see. I will die next to you..."

" Don't say that, Kiery."

My throat closed.

" I cant lose you."

A small smile flitted across his lips as he leaned close and placed his head against my own, his weakening breath fanning my skin.

" I don't want you to cry. I don't want this to be your face before I die."

"Don't say that," I pleaded.

His smile appeared again, as he leant further, closing the gap. HIs lips captured  my own, as if a perfect piece was found to the puzzle. Memories of beauty and love filled my mind. Letting go too soon, He kept his forehead against my own;

" This is the face I want to see," He whispered breathlessly, smiling. " I want to see how happy you were when you convinced me wrong after tasting the soup you made. After You held up that fish in the pond, grinning like a fool. Or the time you told me that you had never seen a house quite like the one we built together ..."

A smile escaped my lips, as the tears followed suite. He had remembered everything.

He breathed heavy, rubbing a wet thumb across my cheek.

" This is the face I want to see, My dear Kiery..."

He fell back against the ground. I bent forward quickly, knowing his time was all too soon.

I knew nothing could be said that would change fate. Because the silence that passed in his last moments were as deep as eternity, and my speech was as shallow as time.

Cupping his face, I kissed him once more passionately and deeply. I placed my hand upon his dying heart and in that moment, I had never felt as close to him as I did then... With all the world screaming in our faces, I was ripped from his grasp. But I did not fight, because I would be with him now...