Historias de Gloomy

No one is born a criminal,this broken world is the thing that creates them. These four became criminals slowly and messily,but they became them together.

The city: Ashford. Rust, rain, and rot. A place where the rich build towers and the poor build walls. Where hope goes to die and the only law is survival. The man: Ashford. No last name. No mask. No mercy. A boy who lost everything to the city's corruption and emerged from its prisons with one purpose: to make it his. The team: Ashford's Hardest. Fugitives, outcasts, and ghosts. They don't fight for the city. They are the city - its broken fist, its darkest prayer. The mission: Tear down the Ashford Seven - the judges, politicians, and cops who bled the city dry. Not for revenge. For ownership. The promise: Ashford isn't a place anymore. It's a name. And he's coming for it. "Ashford made us hard. So we made Ashford ours."

so this is the first draft of a book im writing but im lwk too afraid to publish it irl so anonymously im putting it on wattpad. This book is based in a fictional town in Ireland, Dunmawr, 2001. The MMC's name is Jude Gallagher (coincidentally lining up with a real life person... odd) The FMC's name is Emma Hawthorne. Any more information would completely spoil the book! The plot starts at around chapter 20!! Thats where the science fiction comes in. This is just the first chapter. if it goes well, I'll release more.

Colton Manning West is infatuated with his life. This way of living that he can call his. A life made for him. But how is he so obsessed if he couldn't cry? No... He wouldn't cry. A tale about love and loss, this psychological coming-of-age follows a boy that experiences life different from others. Different in a way that speaks truth and resilience, asking the question, "Is life worth living if you couldn't live it?"

An alcoholic superhero's journey home.

A narrative of my teen years that if you could relate to it, I'm so sorry:)

Christine and Anna both perceive their friendship in completely different ways. They share the same apartment, but because of its high rent and for the sake of her career, Christine has to leave her friend. Soon she discovers that this decision has opened the door to something horrific. It's something paranormal! Anomalous happenings take place around her while she's all alone in her new not-so-sweet home; things that are life threatening yet titillating. How will Christine deal with it? Will she be safe? This short story is a big roller coaster where horror and romance have a blurred separation; evoking mixed emotions accompanied by fear all along. Read the story to know what happens.

This is an ongoing collection of poetry and thoughts about things I encounter in my daily life. I am a published poet and am working on this collection to publish as a complete work.

❝The oceans are not silent.❞

Old tongues born of the darkest dreams, Murmuring through the ancient night, Come with me into the tales of the other side. Word of the writer : English isn't my mother tongue, do not hesitate to help me about the way to turn or use words.

Alara Ferrera an 16 years old girl ,who has seen more from the world than most grown woman's have seen . Her father ,Alaric Ferrera, is the most dangerous mafia boss in Mexico. She and her two older brothers train to be his weapons. Alaric is extremely violent and abusive . One day Alaric kicks Alara from home and abandoned her in one forest . There she nearly dies in a fight saved from 3 Scorpio members . She lost consciousness and they bring her to their leader were he sees potential in her makes her a member . There she finds friends and peace she finally belongs somewhere. She has a pack. She and her friends are solving cases and saving lives. Alara falls in love with her best friend's brother who is 6 years older than her . He has the same feelings but push them away scared that he will hurt her . They are working on a big case we're an ice cream truck is kidnapping kids. Then one day an old friend of hers appears in the base were he tells everyone who she really is and what she has done in the past he also gives her the information that she has a younger brother who is kidnapped from the said truck . They lock her up . Then a member of her group , Dante , who hated her more than anyone helps her escape bringing her to her brother . Her brother tho gets Kidnapped form her father and she and her other brother go to rescue him . And just like that they end up all 3 pointing guns against their father's head . The man that poisoned them all .

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TW Hunger themes, swearing, pain, etc. A short story about our Main Character's struggle with hunger, and with mentions of relationship issues as well. A short little angsty snippet of writing! Formatting done by the lovely @sluvver ! TYSM! :D

She had caused her mother to die. Alex had put so much pressure on her mother because she had seemed like Alex's escape from the world she had been born into, some light in a sea of dark. Alex wasn't like normal girls, normal girls weren't aware that the world was wrong. It was wrong and she wasn't sure whether she'd be able to fix it.

The world is too ugly Yet with pretty faces But yeh it's just amazing (: Ranks #5 standard #3 first_poem #56 gloomy #873 cry #8 amazed #332 lie #187 silent #492 mistakes #485 lovely Thank you Your author 💌

Romance, Mystery, and Gloominess What if out of the blue the love of your life just suddenly became N/A in your world or fantasy? What would you do? Read this story to find out more about what happened next !!! Author: peanutbuttercup Publisher: peanutbuttercup Editor: peanutbuttercup Special Thanks: Luis

This is all self written poetry about when someone is at there lowest and all their thoughts are hurting them. Some of the poems have mentions of suicide and other triggering stuff like sexual assault and more... I hope you all can relate or connect to the poems in some way. Fair warning they are really deep and emotional. If you have any questions or concerns feel free to ask.

"I wrote to be remembered. But with every poem, I vanished a little more." In The Poet Who Forgot His Face, Talha Sin Rostro-the faceless poet-offers a collection of poems torn from the edges of memory, madness, and silent love. Each piece stands alone, yet together they whisper a story too painful to tell out loud: a boy who loved deeply, lost quietly, and struck a pact in darkness to write poems the world could never forget. But greatness has a price. These verses bleed with betrayal, burn with longing, and echo with the eerie toll of identity fading. Lovers who left, dreams that decayed, and a soul that paid for every rhyme-this book is not a diary, it's a graveyard of emotions still breathing. A blend of the surreal and the brutally real, this collection will haunt readers who've ever loved in silence, lost without closure, or written to keep themselves alive.

(Rough draft) Trigger warnings: Death and sickness This is a short story that has no masculine or feminine pronouns. They are simply (they/them). I had been wanting to write this for a couple months now and I finally had the time to do so, some of you may notice that I took one paragraph from my Instagram.. I drew the feather myself after many failed attempts lol. Nevertheless.... This short story shows the perspectives from 2 people, both very sick and from different walks in life. You will want to jump to conclusions but the end may fool you, it's okay to cry. This story is fully based on filling in the blanks. Much like a puzzle you will put the story pieces together. It is very sad and makes you analyze not only your behaviour but the people around you. Don't take life for granted and check up on your friends and family even if they seem like they are okay.