Horrordragon Stories

"Don't let a broken dream drown you."

«you don't deserve to be fighting. you're slaughtering us all, people who used to be our friends. how does it make you feel, knowing your a monster?» «is that what you think i am? a monster?» «no, clarissa. i am far from a monster. if anything, i'm just a familiar voice whispering in your mind.» «i think we both know that.» --- //Brady Akiyama joined the army for a single reason. To slaughter as many demons as he could to avenge his family. It didn't even matter if they were taken over by a virus or not. He would still kill them. He knew very little about weaponry and training and such, but even he found it odd that a girl who seemed fragile and sweet would have the highest rank in the squad. Maybe there's more to Clarissa than meets the eye.// •grim dark, not a fantasy, but it was more fantasy than horror so we're going with fantasy• •this story is very cluttered, but if you don't mind that, then enjoy!•

Love is a wonderful feeling. But it doesn't come without sadness. It doesn't come without doubt. It doesn't come without hurt. And it doesn't come without heartbreak. And, of course, it doesn't come without stupid. Enjoy. ❤️ --- Thank you so so much LYNWAH for making this cover, it's absolutely beautiful! Go check her out!

«sadness» «horror» «depression» «romance» «filled with crappy one shots»

Candlestick making; verb; the action of making candles- noun; the proffession of making something that will never last forever. It's pointless. ~Inspired by Adultolescence by Gabbie Hanna~