Disfigured Stories

dysmorphia-- the abnormality in the shape or size of a specified part of the body pain and adaptations love and hurt lullaby and insomnia How do they relate? {lowercase intended}

❗[DO TO NOT REPOST/REUPLOAD ANY OF MY STORIES OR ART WITHOUT CONSENT AND PROPER CREDIT]❗ You play the role as Melody, a young woman who lives in a town in the US and who is juggling two jobs just to pay for bills. Recently, there have been reports of people going missing and being killed, along with traces of dark monsterous humanoid figures roaming in the city. You're pretty much a nobody just trying to get by, while your brother is planning on getting you tickets to Germany, where he lives, since where you live is not safe anymore. DISCLAIMER! THIS STORY INCLUDES DARK THEMES SUCH AS: Violince, blood/gore, disfigured bodies, disturbing details, doubt, unease, agony, screaming, and content such as this. This was an English school project I did back in November 2023, a so called 'horror story' we were supposed to write. And you know how much I love stories with dark themes and emotion and drama and all that jazz. So this project really got my motivation to write about 9 whole google doc pages (it's only 8 chapters long, they're rlly short tho). This was well written, I'm really proud of it, so I thought it was worth being available for other ppl to be to read. The ending here in this story is going to remain how it is, UNLESS, if ppl encourage me to continue on this and I have motivation to (cuz the ending here is still possible to turn into a plot twist kind of thing and be continue at least a chapter or two more, and for a better ending). Now, this is taking inspiration off of my OC story, DIRDT for short (it's been published on this platform!). Anything with the characters here that is in also DIRDT is not canon to DIRDT, this is basically just bonus? extra thingy? Anyways, the two stories are not connected to eachother, so anything that characters do in this story does not apply to my OC story. (I don't remember rlly when I started and finished this, this is just an estimate.) [Started: 2023/10/25] [Ended: 2023/11/29]

"What she remembers can never be spoken... " A young prince is raised by a king. His adopted sister hides the dark secrets of her mind within her heart-one that is locked away-filled of secrets. But all secrets and promises made are shattered when the King and Queen are brutally murdered in the night. The young prince, plagued with faded memories and faces, goes to avenge the blood of his loved Ones to find the kingdom he rules over is being destroyed from under his feet by a prophecy he does not know, and a new King and Queen. * " I am a monster... A beast. One cursed by the pain of love." Cursed in the form of a wolf, the prince knows he must search for the lost love he was betrothed to. A Maiden he searches for endlessly and her name beats in her heart. He and his pack discover a girl wandering in the forest . In exchange through the forest, she offers to give them, her life. When he learns that she is the Cursed monster of legend, he departs with her on the quest to find what he loves and what she wishes to kill.

Deanna was once a very active teenage girl until the day secret forces toyed with her life. Deanna, after suffering a tragic death, never got her say in court, that is to say Hermes never lead her to her afterlife, where she was supposed to have a chance for appeal in court in front of the gods Rhadamanthus, Minos, and Aeacus, who pass sentence. Instead Deanna wakes up to Xavier, her very shady Death Assistant. Given no chose Deanna must work for Lucifer as the leader of a group of Grimm Reapers. Death Con 5, better known as Seattle, Washington, is now her home and the people her charge. But there’s a catch; if Deanna wants to come back to life she must find the person who killed her and the reason. The problem; Raphael, her guardian Archangel, tells her to trust no one and to spend all available time searching for her killer, but Lucifer will do all he can to sway her and just maybe, she’ll reach for the cookies on the other side. Life used to be a fun, then she died.

Enigmatic. Powerful. Unpredictable. And really, really gross. But once, he was just a boy with a disease. A disease that left him an outcast. Learn of the origins of one of the most ambiguous characters in The Magicium Series and his journey to become one of the worst-kept secrets in Africa. N.B. This is not my own story. It was written by T.N. Baldwin. It is a prequel to the Magicium Series which can be found on Amazon. I highly recommend reading the series if you like this book. I absolutely love this series and that's why I'm putting it on here. I am putting this on here with permission from T.N. Baldwin.

Ivy Atwell preffered National georaphics magazines over barbie, documentaries over disney, and the memory of tribes over friends. Now at seventeen, no one seems to understand her strange antics and awkward ways, and she decides to go to Mexico where her dreams of researching historical tribes lay. In hopes to save up money for her expidition, Ivy pushes past her fear of people and gets a job as a blind womans assistant, where she meets Aiden, the one person who seems capable of pulling from her world of sheltered knowledge and branching out to the unknown. Forced to go through his life with nothing but stares of pity and disgust, Aiden hides behind the idea that humanity is doomed. After his accident, nothing had ever been the same, especially his face but when Ivy comes into his life like an unsure whirlind, he cant help but wonder if she too can look past what the fire had turned him into. Together they struggle past their lonely worlds and discover a facinating bond, secrets best left hidden, insicurities made to brake, and what to say to a cukoo bird at midnight.

Escaping an arranged marriage Ophelia runs away from home to become a legend. Brought up in a life of wealth, Ophelia travels to Frieden to fulfil her dream of becoming a cateran, a warrior contracted to keep the world of monsters and humans apart. As she approaches Frieden she save a young man called Doyle, mourning the death of his mentor after he is attacked by goblins unknown to her that he will become the most important person in her life. With Doyle's help, Ophelia is taken in by the priestesses of the Temple of Drethia who train her in the ways of a cateran and the goddess. However, through the happiness she enjoys and tragedies she endures, she and Doyle continue a dance, unwilling to confess their true feelings. The full story can be bought on Amazon or read on Kindle Unlimited https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CKXRQ8MM This is Ophelia's tale, Series order The Dance of the Blacksmith The Dance of the Huntress The Dance of the Blacksmith and The Huntress

Christina "Chris" Marovak is a pyromaniac ex firefighter with severe PTSD and a desire to die doing what she loves. Zombie is a severely abused husky/Great Dane mix with no home and a huge heart. Their meeting was no accident.

They tell us we are perfect. They treat us like we are perfect. They mold us to be perfect. But what if I found out why they made us perfect. In school,we learned about the Humans,they are age old creatures much like us,except they have flaws.And well we don't. We are each born with a certain hair and eye color,depending on your gender and family. But I'm different And if they found out..I'd be gone.

Doughnut the black labrador was born with only 3 legs. She cant understand why she is so unliked by her siblings, she is just missing a leg! No big deal! But when a little girl with a disfigured face comes into the shelter one day, Doughnut's world changes. She will protect this girl no matter what.

• in the 1800's- A homeless, disfigured girl stumbles across people like herself. Disfigured, hurt, lonesome and abandoned. And finds herself upon a rollercoaster of emotions. later discovering herself,her past and her identity•

|| Disguise || Leila isn’t normal. She’s a shapeshifter, with a crescent moon birthmark on her forehead that stays with her no matter what form she’s in. She was in love with her best friend, Raven but when her face gets horribly disfigured in an accident, he thinks she’s dead. So, she steals the form of someone else, who was really beautiful, and attends the same school as her best friend. Only one problem: Raven's twin brother, Nathan is also attending the same college. // Published on 04092015 // Copyright. 2015 Karen.T. All Rights Reserved. Beautiful cover by: @execration_

One car crash changed Britney Rumor's whole life, and she can't even remember how it happened. Her life was perfect, or so it seemed. After she's disfigured, Britney comes to realize just how far her looks had actually got her. Her friends, her teachers, her boyfriend, her parents, her part-time job, she feels like her whole life is in shambles. You never miss something until it's taken away. Now she'll have to learn to be...ugly.

Synopsis When Qi Min was five, a brazier devoured half of his face-and with it, his right to be loved. He lived in a purgatory of his own making, sustained only by the cold sustenance of hatred, until he met a woman from a thousand years in the future by the side of a frigid pool. Yu Qianqian saved him, yet she offered him no pity. She praised his beauty, yet refused to be his prisoner. Thinking he had finally caught the light, he used the most clumsy, obsessive means at his disposal to chain her to his side. In return, she used seven escapes to teach him a single truth: **Love is not a cage.** After five years of wandering the world, he returned to her with a completely new face, hoping to begin again with a mask of perfection. Yet, with a single touch, she recognized the scarred soul (2) hiding beneath that flawless skin. She "borrowed" a husband to make him give up hope. Though consumed by the fires of jealousy, he stood before her blade and smiled, whispering that he was willing to die by her hand. This is a predestined tragedy; it is also a redemption long overdue. He was born to be a Solitary Minister (3), a man whose life's ambition was reduced to three simple words: *"I love you."* She was a clear-eyed traveler, a mere passerby in time, who ultimately chose to stay for him amidst the beacon fires of a chaotic world. In a sea of hatred and a heaven of passion, they are the embers remaining after the fire. They are each other's tribulation, and each other's only path home. When the dust finally settles, the young lord ascends the throne, and a golden age dawns upon Chang'an, she finally takes his hand to whisper the words that arrived half a lifetime late: "Qi Min... let's go home."

Erik hides many scars. Christiana hides many scars. They both are victims of fate, do not want to fall in love, and have an addiction to sarcasm. Think of this story as a mix between Stephen King's Carrie and Gaston Leroux's The Phantom of the Opera. Though this is not a fan fiction of either. This story might triggers and is mature.

Clara Knowles recently moved to Allentown, Pennsylvania from New York City. Did she come to live a more peaceful life or is she running from something? Is this new house safe or is there a deeper, darker secret lurking in the house walls?

One claw could change your life. One swipe of a paw, a bloody gash, a scar that would last forever would completely and radically rock your entire insignificant world. A slash across your face could mark a sudden end to your easy, wonderful path and open up an entrance to a harder life. Of course, one's friends would help them, take pity on them, and accept them back into their lives as if nothing had ever happened. A tragic difigurement could destroy your life. I'm Christopher. For the sake of confidentiality I won't tell you my full name. I would be too easy to spot in a crowd, anyway. I have a problem. My face was mangled by a bobcat's vicious claw. I lost my eye. I lost my face. I lost my life. Social anxiety was the only thing that welcomed me with open arms. The mere entertainment of going out in public is enough to make me wretch. I'm pretty badly screwed up. Really badly. My comfortable atmosphere that I had grown all too familiar with evaporated, leaving me alone, friendless, and raw, left to fend for myself in the cruel, unforgiving, cookie-cutter world I had once been accepted into warmly. You always laughed at the kids in the short yellow bus until you were a passenger on it. Reduced to ruins, my face was enough to make my stomach boil and churn when I looked into the mirror. I went from popular to outcast. Bully to bullied. I had hated the kids who were different, and now I was the leader of the pack. All because of the scar on my face.