Apathy Stories

He's beyond perfect. His domineering presence is undeniably formidable as he stood tall and proud towering all over us. He has a sleek hair that shines like silver it radiates a dainty source of light. When he smirks, it's wicked - enticing yet devilish. Everyone might find themselves get enthralled and he seems obviously aware of it. . . • ° • • ° • • ° • Under his mercy. . . Such a wonderful morning to behold. He will never forget her panic-driven face. Wrapping his arms around her - touching, enjoying and taking all advantage. The moment he cradled her, there's an overwhelming spark it strangely struck him all over. He felt her warmth - her genuine heart. Without hesitations, she clinged into him as her safe refuge. This is - He didn't expect this. He didn't want this. He just wants to play! * * * * * * * * * Faithfully sworn a sacred oath. . . Attaining ascension, destroying a curse . . . However, upon reaching a long-awaited chance, intention becomes a burden and oath is meant to be broken. When emotion hazes a resolute mind, resisting becomes a struggle. Bordering between oath and love, does altering the fate defeats an inevitable? Does heart prevails and strong enough to endure?

A book of contemporary poems written about different things within life.

He wakes up in a van, with no recollection of previous events. There are 4 other people he is with, can he trust them? Or is it some sort of dream? Get to reading if you really want to know. ~~~ You can imagine what they wear. However, I gave a short description of their hair colour and skin tone. Btw this is my first time writing a story. So you can give me pointers. Much appreciated.

Never thought I'd join Blue Spirits, but you know what they say, when stars align, they shit on you. When I was a kid, life was all about my sister. Everyone I'd ever known growing up had some poik spots somewhere. It was normal. Then these freak kids were born who never got em. Clean, and my sister was one of them. Those kids started to disappear. It had to be the Supremacy, and since they had been coming around more often, I felt like I had to guard my sister with my life. No one ever really questioned Supra around here. They just kind of let them do whatever. But there was one kid who wanted to make a difference, and everyone knew him by his nickname like a Super Hero. Rebellion. The Kid Crusader wanted to be behind it all, and for whatever reason, he wanted me to join him. Blue Spirits? Well that comes later. Just let me tell my story, for cryin' out loud. This is my story. It's kind of slow, but it's still mine nonetheless. Buckle up, kids. -Alex This book takes place within the Inherited universe *See also Locus: The Age of Spring, for another book/series in the same universe that has mention of this character. It is not necessary to read it to enjoy this book. Content Warning: This book will include violent scenes, death, and deteriorating mental psychosis.

The end of time came, and humanity endured. Millions of years after mankind survived the death of the universe, the last of humanity lives within Seraphim-a dying world built around the black heart of the galaxy. Cities stand empty. Ancient machines are failing. Entire levels have gone dark. And humanity has forgotten why. Egeiro has spent his life preserving what remains of mankind's history. As a scribe of Exousia, he was raised to believe that Seraphim is humanity's final refuge and that beyond its walls lies nothing but death. But there are holes in the histories. Names erased from the record. Laws whose purposes have been forgotten. Truths no one is allowed to question. Then Egeiro finds the Whispers. A soldier who dreams of an open sky. A disgraced noble hiding behind laughter. Two sisters carrying scars Seraphim would rather forget. And Muia-their cold, secretive leader, a girl who seems to belong nowhere in the world Egeiro knows. They should have nothing in common. Except all of them want out. Somewhere in the forgotten depths of Seraphim lies something that could take them beyond the only world humanity has left. If they can reach it. Together, the Whispers will cross the decaying remains of mankind's greatest creation, uncover the histories buried beneath it, and confront a question humanity stopped asking millions of years ago: What if Seraphim was never the last light in the universe? What if humanity was simply too afraid to look beyond it? Beyond Seraphim lies silence. At least, that is what they have been told. THE SILENCE is an ongoing multi-POV science-fiction epic about mystery, exploration, found family, and a civilization that survived the end of everything-only to forget how to live. Comments, theories, feedback, and criticism are always welcome.

Poetry and thoughts Song by the same name available on yt and SoundCloud Listen to understand

We all know seven deadly sins and seven heavenly virtues, but not everyone knows the group that resides on Earth, with us. Enjoy the seven unnecessary Inconveniences, until we met again ✌️

A collection of poetry written by me

Based on the song by Salvia Palth, "i was all over her." This is just a little thing I've had in the works for a while. Like a long while. I decided to write this for fun. I was supposed to do a different song, but it was getting too convoluted, so I decided to do this instead :P. Hope you enjoy! All credits for the song go to the respective parties, I only own this work of writing.

Food for thought

Many people like to say "You are what you eat." In Aloysius Persimmon's case, it's most definitely true.

Feelings, few words With a million meanings. Highest #75 in random

Harley Quinn and the Joker are dead leaving behind a daughter . A daughter who never knew them but wishes that she had the chance to .One day Lucy Quinzel visits her mothers grave where she finds a letter and a package that will gives her the answers she always wanted . But does she truly need to know all of the truth? Disclaimer:I own nothing .

a brief poem