Drained Stories

burned to ashes Hint hints SOME of my stories are connected to the Age Of POWERS: last part :D She was supposed to be dead-burned to ashes in the fires that had claimed her once peaceful life. But Ember Wren, the woman with the power of the Phoenix, refuses to stay down. Captured by enemies who sought to extinguish her flames for good, Ember awakens in a world where her powers are fading, drained by mysterious forces, and her memories fractured. Though she was once an unstoppable force, she's now vulnerable, lost in a world where she can no longer trust herself or the people around her. But Ember is not one to give in. Even weakened, she is unkillable. As she slowly rediscovers her abilities, unlocking her many powerful and unpredictable transformations, her past comes rushing back in pieces-full of secrets, lies, and the unresolved romance that haunts her heart. But danger looms. Her enemies are relentless, and they want her powers for themselves. To survive, she must find her strength again while navigating the murky waters of trust, betrayal, and love. As Ember battles those who seek to control her and confronts the man who once betrayed her, the embers of her past threaten to ignite a fiery storm. Will she be able to reignite the Phoenix within, or will she be forever consumed by the forces conspiring against her?

Her eyes held innocence, fooled were the ones who got lost in them those lips, she was a sinner in the most saintly way. She was a death wish in the name of love. She was just a girl. Made of poison coated in sugar. *** When someone hands over you a book which contains the broken & lost pieces of yours, giving you a second chance to find out where you went wrong and to fix those pieces with the remaining ones, what would you do? Read it or just throw it away? Love, Anonymous (The Letters) will contain the incidents that happened in Lia's life years ago written from a third person's perspective, the one who was there lurking in the shadows. #9 in anonymous #37 in Silence #191 in darkness

Eyes can get tired too.

Luciano D' Angelo. That was it. No birth date, no written farewells, no beloved mentioning. All that was present was a fancy old fashioned name with a deceased date right beneath it. C. 1940 **************************************************************************************************** Grace Gabriel. A young girl with a dull vision on the world. Her perspective on life is limited. She follows a precise routine everyday. In which she visits the towns cemetery daily, a particular grave stone that appealed to her many months ago. The town low populated and very old. She took it upon herself to take care of the grave and not allow it to return to its previous state. Thanks to her found routine, Grace also has someone to talk to. Even if the grave is dated over seventy years ago and the man is dead. So imagine her disappointment when the deaths in town increase and her favored grave is to be dug up and disposed of. Now imagine finding out the next day that this particular grave was later found empty along with the cemetery keepers dead, and blood drained body? On another not, just because someone is dead, doesn't always mean that they can't hear right?

A young girl living who encounters something hideous lurking in a little room off her bedroom. It is believed to be a true story... P.S:(Based on a true story) (not my story)

I cut and my boyfriend told me to draw a butterfly on my hand and put his name in the middle of it. He made a butterfly and put my name in it and then he said that if I cut then I kill his butterfly. <3

Who said that having a complete family will always be the most happiest and greatest thing you have? Who said that sacrificing your dreams for someone is the kindest thing you'll do? Who said that being an ate is easy? When I was a child I was dreaming to be a lawyer or pulis. I badly wanted save people. But reality's suck, cause my father was a criminal. A drug user. An addict.

A poem about my feelings. I was dating and trying to understand my feelings.

It's your mind honey, the palace, and the trap.

This a brief summary of my feeling and a bit in my childhood and if anyone relates to this I'm so sorry and hope you are ok.

Here's a poem about how i've been feeling the last few days. Hope you guys enjoy it!

I wrote this piece in the spring, 2013, after a day gone bad. I was extremely tired and fed up with things and once I got back home I just poured all my feelings into the text. After reviewing the work a couple of days later I thought it was actually quite good moody piece, so I gave it a proper editing and pushed it out as a facebook special.

Claire finds herself deep in depths of Hell. She'd been murdered and as she was making her way up to Heaven, a Demon dragged her down to Hell. Claire has to find a way of escape and fast before her heart turns black and she becomes a Demon herself. But things don't seem to be going too well for Claire. She becomes weak from the amount of beatings and torture she's received, not to mention that Dark Souls have been feeding off the only energy keeping Claire alive. When Claire finally finds an escape route and tries to run, she is caught by a Demon and brought to his dimensions, only he isn't what she expects and neither is she what he expects. Claire soon finds herself in a sticky situation and has to choose between Heaven and a Demon she could possibly be falling for. Time is running out for Claire and it's only a matter of time before her heart turns black. Which will she choose and which will she sacrifice?

Liam Payne. Adelyn Mysteeke's guardian angel. Her life depends on him. Will he be there for her when most needed?

This is a short story that contains meaning and truth behind every word. A legend about a girl. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘞𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘳. But is it just a legend? ------------- I would appreciate ~any~ kind of feedback on the story!!

{Vent} poetry of a jealousy within my soul. that no one may ever know or understand. You can try.