Consume Stories

Lust

It killed her. It tortured me until I died. It took away my loved ones. It was a sickness, a disease that couldn't go away. It was the black death. ***** When Emilie's best and only friend Lilly is killed by a mysterious illness, how much worse can it get for Emilie? Turns out, it can get much worse. Emilie catches the sickness too, and has a week left, until her heart stops. When the illness is classified as the Black Death, Emilie realizes she will die, because there is no cure. Emilie tries to make a cure to save herself and all those infected. With only a week to live, and increasing amounts of blood loss and pain, can Emilie push through the disease, save her town, and maybe even save the entire world? Or will the black death consume her, and leave the world knowing that it will all end soon?

We dreamed a dream, Where music would stream From forth the sweet words That take flight like the birds. Off the page they flow, As you may well know, Filling the calm air, With a certain flair. A certain thought here or there, Shall be plucked from the air, And laid unto expressive text, What dreams cannot express...

A story about depression

Entry 17 - 2018

This is an idea I've had for a while and I finally decided to write it! Also I drew the cover

based on the summoner by taran matharu and a crusader in the multiverse by emilem nothing but my own charachters are my own don't expect regular update it WILL be sporadic

Sean Montgomery is a gang leader. He is said to be ruthless. With a stone gold heart. Kyle Montgomery. Sean's son. Kyle means the world to Sean and more. He's the protective father type. Sometimes over protective. Kyle comes first. That's what Sean says. And what Sean says goes. But what happens when trouble starts coming their way? After all; The darkness once consumed Sean. Can he stop it from consuming Kyle too? (Pictures belong to their original owners. Please do NOT copy my story. These are all my original ideas. Thanks. )

A poem by @newbie_

Heminlo. Guysb. I rite whatev I wamt to wen I wanmbt. Enjoy!!

ongoing ⋮ slow updates ! hungry? this simple recipe book includes easy, fast dishes to make on the-go on a busy monday or comfy sunday! * *lowercase writing is intentional. ily btw :,) i wrote this 3 years ago so it's cringey 💀

There was a country too far.Ther aren't poor people in this country and nobody is starving. Contrarily, everybody who are people and their pets very fat and everybody dies early in there.They never walk because they have cars and electric vehicles. They never sport because they can't remove their bodies.They never read but they sometimes watch videos.They usually use the internet.They always stay in their homes.They order to give everything from the internet and they live with fake identity.They never think about something because politicians think-in fact don't think-instead of them.They hate sunshines.They have electiric for light.They always eat something but they always feel hungry They cant't eat fishes because they polluted seas and lakes.They can't eat fresh fruits because they cut whole trees.Nevertheless they are happy because they only wants to consumption .They were successfull.They are consuming and they will consume themselves soon.They didn't undestand to life purpose,such as ancestors. Ancestors had one goel which was consumption.In fact people consume themselves.

"He has fallen. You must run my dear sister, for it is no longer safe for you here." "Why brother, why must I go?" I cried back. Pleading for an answer. "Katerrina, just this once, will you please listen to me?" He responded, tears now falling from his oceany-blue eyes. "Yes brother. I will. I'm sorry." I whispered back. "Just promise me you won't be like father. Please don't forget me." "How could I ever forget you? You're the greatest sister a guy could ever ask for." He promised me that when I was 4. I am now 11. I haven't seen him since. His last words to me before he parted with me were, "Don't let the darkness consume you." I didn't understand then, and I still don't.

Magic is a dangerous thing. Especially when it has a chance to consume your being until you aren't even you anymore. Love is a scary thing. Love that is magical doesn't really exist. But love and magic together... Can it ever happen? Apparently not when consumption is so close...