Cowardice Stories

I personally rate this as a story that requires parental guidance if the reader is under 12, the cause for general concern mainly being the moderate use of strong language, gory content, and profound (if not long winded and dramatic, I may add with a laugh!) declarations of affection. In The Making, a Summary: Prophecies have been composed from the premonitions and prophetic accounts of many thousands of people over the span of millions of years. The end result of them all is the same: Someday, a child of true Aisling heritage will come to power. This individual will rule steadfastly with justice, gentleness, and honor. A peace will come to the land during this reign, one so lasting, depending on which version of the tale you hear, that all will be at rest within the land. Nezaria's corrupt court refuses to choose a new king until the current one dies; Boz has hired cutthroats and assassins to secure its own selfish trade interests, no matter who their network harms; and Icri's people as well as weak government continue to deteriorate in the famine that is affecting all three kingdoms within the Alliance due to their declined pleas for assistance. Nezarian king Giyro lies ill, and it's no secret that it could be a plot made by the mysterious Prince, or the slow poison commonly used by a rising criminal organization led by an insane pyromaniac mage. The lost heir to the Aisling throne returns to the castle, and the Nezarian court is thrown into muted, murderous chaos. Painted faces and brightly colored clothes prove to be poor armor in the wake of deadly shadows... Ugly truths thrust unto light, debts paid in blood, and evil deception an ever-present factor in these chronicles; not for glory or riches, but for the good of others; but most of all, to uphold justice. [I claim all rights to this story and will not tolerate any encroachment or dispute of this claim in any form/fashion.] Please give me feedback on my novel. I love opinions, but no bullying.

I have no story to tell. I only have this ocean of thoughts. For I silenced my mouth for so long, that I forgot how to set my thoughts free. Today, I am finally letting it out. Am I doing it right? Or am I not? We never know. Each day, I will write the thoughts on my mind and see if it would make me feel better or not.

Hi, this is just a little book containing three personal pieces I wrote in 2022. I have not published a book on this site in ages, so I thought I'd finally show how my writing has grown here. Enjoy, whoever may read this. <3

This poem consists of two parts. First poem is dedicated to the one he/ she loves. Second poem is the reply to the first poem. I was inspired by a post of my friend in FB which says, " I choose to love you in silence because in silence, I find no rejection." These 2 poems are simple yet I think worth reading. I have focused much on the message and the words used aren't really so poetic but I hope you would like it. Thank you. All rights reserved.

Have you ever considered that the person next to you may have used a kitchen knife to cut something more than food? Have you ever considered that the person who seems so happy and carefree in class tried to kill themselves last night? What about the kid who's always studying and barely passing? Are they just stupid or is it something more? People say that Depression is just an excuse and that people who commit suicide or harm themselves were just selfish attention seekers. But are they? We always judge but how much do we really know? Do we know a person's real story? THIS IS NOT BASED ON A TRUE STORY.

This is not a rhyming poem, obviously, but a poem that is meant to send an inspirational message. That if you have any regrets, or sins that agonize you day after day, all you have to do is shut them away. Try not to pay attention to them because it weakens one even more, and fighting to ignore them may release the stress. Oceans are extremely large, and there are always waves, even if they're small. The waves roll into the shore, bringing more and more sand out into the ocean. The sand symbolizes your bravery, everything left of you that makes you sane. The waves symbolize your regrets and the stress weighing you down. So if you ignore the waves, drying out the ocean, there would no longer be waves dragging out your sanity.

I did a little Gift Poem for Skribblie this is the AU Cowardice made by Skribblie and I wanted to do a little Poem cause I thought it might be intresting to make :) Also sorry the Poem gets dark in the middle of the Poem sorry Also Art shown in this story belongs to Skribblie I just realized that it's Glurf not Slug I get mixed up with them and im sorry and idk if I can even edit it and im sorry so im only editing the name Slug to Glurf so please im sorry

Short poem

Your so close to something else, to someone else enduring pain. Trying to save yourself without knowing the good you could, shutting your mouth and covering your ears until it's over. Until another living thing is gone. And it doesn't let you forget it, and instead it let's you grow, suffer and be better.

Alek Thoreaut lives in a world where everything is balanced. The four Season Quadrants are run collectively by each set of Superiors, and higher power is handed off to the next season in the circle every solstice or equinox. Everything was as it should have been. Until Summer made its move on Fall. Caught in a burning world, Alek escaped his ravaged home, only to be put into hiding by his uncle, and left to fend for himself. With his uncles' return, Alek is thrown into a new life entirely. One where he isn't who he thought he was. One of rebellion. One of resistance. One of love. With the help his new-found friends in high places, Fall has a chance -a fighting chance- to rise again.

I don't know if anyone is familiar with the story "Lather And Nothing Else", by Hernando Tellez, but this is my continuation of it. It's a second chapter, from the perspective of another character. I highly recommend you read his story if you haven't, especially if you intend to read mine. Hope you enjoy! Peace, love, and unicorns, - Luna. <3 <3

Poetry can be a beautiful form of communicating ideas to someone. Or it can just be the pretentious mental masturbation of someone who's too cowardly to actually do something about their life. This is a parody of the second. No, I don't expect this to do well. Also, don't take it personally. It's a waste of energy. If this applies to you, your energy would clearly be better spent doing something else.

Fanfic for Desimers best ship ever (a.k.a Kindvy = Kindness X Envy)! [English language] Hope you guys like it, I had posted this story on Deadly 7 Inside Me Fanon Wiki = An Untold Feelings (the 1st one shot). The others coming soon (a.k.a here :D) I'll just made it into a multiple 1 shot of Kindvy in 1 book. Because.... Ijustlovethispair~♡ Credit author Deadly 7 Inside Me : @DeruuRioTa / Deruuyo A special thanks for @Feli_Bully_Cute that had made the cover :3 WARNING: Some one-shots may have kissing scenes (also; lots of hugging) Revisions : June 2019 (Done) Every Cute and Amazing Banner on each chapter is by @Yuzukki96 OwO

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