Morbid Stories

// ... 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐩 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤. ෆ

It's hard to imagine now, but once upon a time the zombie was not in the public nomenclature like it is today. The Walking Dead and Resident Evil have helped popularize the modern zombie, taking it to hellishly new heights. But what about a science-fictional cause for the outbreak...?

Join my husband Mason and me as we poke through ossuaries, love hotels, medical museums, old graveyards, and hot new restaurants -- and almost get sacrificed to a volcano. My brand-new memoir, exploring the world from San Francisco to Japan by way of Paris, Prague, and Pompeii, is debuting on Wattpad.

A bunch of short poems. A warning for you: A lot of this will probably be dark. Even I don't really know what to expect from this so expect the unexpected. Constructive criticism is appreciated. Cover page was drawn by me. Poems were written by me. If I get inspiration from somewhere, I will try to include that. Your adventure begins here. You just have to take the first step.

Blessed with free will, a community of dolls learn to build their own society. But has the bitterness of humanity rubbed off on them? All will be discovered once a privileged doll ventures out of her comfort zone to uncover the truth behind the society she was so comfortable in.

"I want to live not survive, I just want to feel alive" A collection of poems created by yours truly. {Trigger Warning} {#750 in poetry}

𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫

Read it and you'll find out.

OF MONSTERS AND WOMEN ©️ 2019 by RMAL

Hungry

2050, science had proved worth the time since it's solved societies longest-lived problems, aging. A few years after it's discovery it has become widely available around the world and has a become the norm. This doesn't sit well with the Segadores though. They are a secret society that's one goal is to make death part of life again, so the create a killing robot named The Reaper. Enter the story Calaca, an investigator whose job is to stop the local killings in her town of Vida. The killings are messing and only fit the description of one town myth, The Reaper. Can Calaca stop the Reaper and save the people of Vida. Find out in this thrilling murder mystery. Cover Artwork: TomEdwardsConcepts https://tomedwardsconcepts.deviantart.com/art/The-Grim-Reaper-456038276

This is just a collection of some of my dreams and other things. Enjoy!

When a girl mysteriously dies she remains with her family to aid in their recovery. But after she is threatened by a black cloaked figure, anything could happen...

(a short funny story) What happens when a catfish breaks a girls heart?? READ THE TALES OF CATFISH TO FIND OUT! Written by my best friend Ella and Rochelle.

So I'm gonna turn all of Troye's Music Videos into a piece of writing, this is how I interpreted the video, so you might fin it a bit different to what you think. P.S. My writing style is incessantly morbid, I cannot write happy, but I cant write sad, either. Just gloomy. I'm warning you. P.P.S. Haven't loved Troye long but love him lots. I think, in the case of love, amount matters more than time.

A cop gets a disturbing call about a break in at the local church. And even more triply things happen there!

Some creepy nursery rhymes (/poems) I've come up with. Let me know if you want more! If you like them, hate them, or have any suggestions let me know. Please give me feedback so I know if I suck or not lol.

Poems varying in topics that revolve around an appreciation of the grimmer slice of life in a whole new light. To find beauty underneath the cloak of night to give these words more story to take on, a different face with each read that may help you find depth within yourself. Hopefully it could relate to one's own experience and be quite a real eye opener, game changer to reconsider in daily life.

"It was always you falling for me" Ryan mumbled as Brendon's tears streamed down his face like the cold rain falling down on them, Ryan couldn't tell he was crying until Brendon started to sniffle. Thunder rumbled loudly, Ryan shook his head looking deep Into Brendon's red puffy eyes. "Yeah it was" Brendon put the back of his wrist on his forehead as he shook his head more, sobs escaped his lips. Ryan's heart broke for a second, not because he loved Brendon, He does but not like that but his heart broke for breaking Brendon's heart. Ryan turned around looking at his feet and began to walk to his front door. "Please Ry?" Brendon cried out, Ryan shook his head no like a parent does to their child, Ryan opened the front door and took a step in before turning his head back to Brendon. "I'm sorry Bren, I don't love you." Ryan's heart shattered again as he walked into his home and shut the door softly. His hair dripping with water and his eyes dripping tears. He just broke Brendon's heart for the last time.