Past-trauma Stories

Once a boy trapped in the hands of a monster, Grayson Smith now stands a man carved from scars and quiet nightmares. No longer frail, no longer anyone's battlefield. He knows the fight, the ground, and the cards. Years after Charlie, years after a damaged teen, he inherits a crown he never asked for but life prepared him to bear. His scars speak louder than words, telling stories untold, half the Mafia wants him erased. The other half-led by the most feared boss alive-wants to claim him. Why? They share the same blood. The same flesh. Once rejected-now hunted to be taken back by force. Grayson-the silent shadow hidden behind castle walls, the mind behind the name Pokus II-finds himself trapped again in a circle of impossible decisions. But this time he isn't alone. At his side stand the ones he must protect, even as the growing menace threatens to bring him to his knees. He can no longer run to his uncles. He is no longer the child who needed safe hands. He is the Silent Hands now- the one who wields the sword. But the greatest enemy isn't the Mafia at his door-it's the darkness locked inside him. A hunger for destruction. A shadow born from blood he never wanted. A part of him that whispers he is no different from the man who abused him, no different from the father who rejected him, no different from the cruelty running through his veins. Grayson must fight that darkness-He must be different. Different from the man who abused him. Different from the father who rejected him. Different from the ruin that runs in his family and in his veins despite his pains and losses and he must watch his heart being torn again and again. What will become of Grayson Smith? 🍀Hopefully, the last book! 😁🍀

She wasn't born cruel - the world's cruelty made her. Agnika didn't choose this fire. She was thrown into it - burned by betrayal, shattered by loss, and silenced by a world that never listened. But from the ashes, she rose - not just to survive, but to conquer. Now a powerful woman in a world ruled by men, her past still haunts her in the form of scars, silence... and a son who means more to her than life itself. Love was never meant to be in her story - until Rudransh Rathore walked in: ruthless, unreadable, and dangerous. A man shaped by power, forged in silence. What happens when the fire meets the storm? Will they heal each other, or destroy everything in their path? Broken Yet Unbreakable is an emotional tale of pain, power, survival, and a love that was never supposed to happen. A tribute to every woman who rose despite being broken - and learned to love, even when the world gave her no reason to.

One was created. One was born. But fate decided to give them a horrible past just for a beautiful future. Author's Note: Sonic the Hedgehog characters and artwork belong to their respective owners. This story takes place in an original AU where canon character Shadow the Hedgehog is portrayed as female and named Shade.

Jade the Shadow is the best friend of Knives, sometimes playing mother for him and a few of his boys. Really just shenanigans with Legato, Knives, Zazie, Elendira, and an OC of mine. Other characters will come in.

Meave Martin is a high school teenage girl with a whirlwind personality-fierce, stubborn, and uncontainable. Beneath her chaotic exterior lies a heart of gold, unafraid to stand against bullies and fight for the weak. But her fiery temper and unpredictable nature often get her into trouble, much to the chagrin of Ronan Grayson, the calm, commanding rock she leans on. Ronan, older and wiser, is the definition of control and composure. Always one step ahead, he's ready to clean up the messes Meave leaves behind. To him, she's not just a responsibility but a force of nature he can't help but protect-even when her chaos disrupts his carefully ordered life. As Meave steps into adulthood, their bond deepens in unexpected ways, testing their limits and revealing emotions they can no longer ignore. Will Ronan continue to tame the storm, or will he find himself swept away by the tornado that is Meave? A story of love, chaos, and healing that proves sometimes, the messiest storms lead to the most beautiful skies.

Caleb is a 17 year old immortal who is classmates with Elliot. Elliot is a popular and outgoing student but in reality he hides his true feelings from others. After an incident that made Elliot trigger flashbacks on the first day of school, Elliot starts to be curious of him. Elliot tries to make a club to get closer to his mysterious classmate. Together they learn more about their friends & family but also their powers. This is my first time writing a story and uploading it but thanks for giving it a read. It's inspired by many asian dramas (Until We Meet Again, The Gifted thai, Nobuta Wo Produce, etc) and games (life is strange and ttrpgs) Content and/or Trigger Warning: This book contains scenes depicting sexuality, self-harm, violence, etc which may be triggering for some readers.

this is practically a book where I type my ideas for stories and you all can let me know in the comments which ones you want to see be written.

━ Born to a family known as the talons in the Empire's eagle, Cécilia von Klaus was raised with a dagger in her hand and a mask on her face as a daughter born of the imperial assassin's bloodline, trained to kill and solely living to take orders from the royal family. However, death was something that she was not interested in and wished to escape from the cruel life she was being forced into. Though as her talent was too great to simply let go, the Emperor instead made her the teacher of his youngest recluse of a son, Livius von Granzreich, who would later grow up to be an unstoppable tyrant who would yield before nothing to keep her by his side. 。。。。 Cécilia swallowed, aimlessly circling her fingers against the cool floor. Everything hurt. She had taken out so many of the enemies up against her, her hands stained permanently in that dark red colour that hurt her eyes. Sighing heavily as he watched her in such a defeated position, Livius leaned down to kiss her, feather-light and ever-so-gently. "Surrender," he whispered breathily in her ear. "For me. You've done so beautifully and done more than enough. You don't need to hurt for this anymore, you don't need to kill. I'll look after you." That would be nice. She was so tired, and it felt so good not to fight. If only he wasn't such a dangerous thing himself that she had let come close. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSAMIRALULA01, 2019 [ SLOW UPDATES! ]

There were too many voices and not enough understanding. I learned to silence mine to keep the peace. I became good at being quiet, even when I was screaming inside. everyone had something to say- their anger, their chaos, their needs. but no one ever asked how I felt. no one ever stayed long enough to hear the answer. some days, i spoke in hints. in sighs. in slammed doors. in tears that came without warning. I thought maybe someone would notice. maybe someone would care enough to look closer. but all I ever got was "you're too emotional," or worse- "stop overreacting." I learned to swallow my voice like medicine, even when it made me sick. I told myself, "just get through it." "just be easy." "don't make it worse." I became the quiet one. the good one. the one who didn't need much, because needing things only led to disappointment. and even now, I still struggle to speak when it matters most. I still flinch at the sound of raised voices, even if they're not meant for me. because when you grow up unheard, you start to believe your silence is safer than your truth.

Captain if you do not give me Kosmikrime i am gonna write it myself

What I remembered, that night, was the cold. The kind of cold that sears into bones. While I was stumbling forwards, frightened, and of course, frozen. I looked down my bloody hands. My frozen and bloody hands. His blood. "Hey! Hold on!" My blood ran cold. And I hid my hands in the pockets of my coat as the voice from the man who called, gets closer. I looked at him. He was breathing heavily.His dark hair were disheveled, his brown eyes were worried. He seems relieved to see me. "Are you alright?" he asked softly, with a rough voice. Am I alright? Is that really the question that came into his mind, now?! I couldn't answer. He noticed my silence, and added : "Let me help you. I know you did nothing wrong, okay? I know you-" "No!" I snapped. I hated that he was defending me, again. He sighed softly, as he does every time things get difficult between us. But tonight, he cannot. He cannot act like what happened was a mistake. He raised his arm, but I stepped back. "Look, I've got you, okay? We'll figure this out. I won't let you down." "There is nothing to figure out! Are you blind Aaron?! Didn't you see what I did?!" I yelled, showing him my bloody hands to remind him. But all he did was frowning. "I know what happened. I was there, remember? I'm just telling you I'm still with you and won't let you down after that. Don't push me away." He stepped closer. "You SHOULD let me down. I'm not the one to defend here! Look!" I showed him my trembling hands. "Look what I've done!" "Estella, calm down, I need you to breathe-" "I can't breathe, I KILLED SOMEONE!" I yelled. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aaron is everything Estella has left; the loyal friend who would do anything for her. Even helping her with a crime. But how would it go if Theodore Vanessi comes back? What if he's coming back for something in particular...?

Sequel to Buried. Finding out psychic abilities are running rampant in not only her life, but her siblings as well, was a huge wake up call for Bailey. Now she has to deal with her unwanted abilities while juggling college classes and a new budding romance with Damien. Extended summary inside!

In this case this letter is one whereby you are making peace with your past self.

Mason was a mercenary, until the day he died on a mission after being betrayed by his unit. At the same time, there was a Hollywood actor named Haley Lusk. While famous as a child actor, as an adult, he grew addicted to drugs and sex. With a nasty personality and sub-par acting ability, Haley was disliked, yet he still confessed to Noah Raycarlton in front of the world causing him to be hated by most people. Then one day, he suddenly had a heart attack and died. Noah Raycarlton is the young CEO of a big company. Though not a celebrity, his mother was an immensely popular actress. Due to his good looks and kindness, he is loved by everyone. Mason thought he was dead for sure, but he woke up in the hospital full of people he didn't know. They told him that they were his family and called him Haley. He was so confused, and people told him that he had a heart attack due to overdose and died for a while. He realizes that his soul went inside of this Hollywood actor Haley Lusk, and he decides to live a second life. But because of things that Haley did, he has a difficult time with Noah and other people. Mason finds out right away that in his old life, he knew Noah as a child.

Ever since Satoru were a child, he's always been looked up to like a god. The first person to possess both the limitless and the six eyes in four hundred years, the pride of the Gojo clan, the only hopes for the new jujutsu world era, is what the people view him as a human. This kind of life treatment caused him to become more arrogant and extremely confident in his abilities. He truly believes he was invincible, powerful and obviously the strongest in this world. That was until he met Suguru Geto.

"Every route I take, every direction I run..... no matter how hard I try, it always ends with your blade on my neck" Chan-woo Baek, a normal high school student in his third year who tragically died in a car accident. Just when Chan-woo thought he reached the gates of heaven, he wakes up in the body of Claude Ashford Damaris, the antagonist of the novel "The Emperor's Double Sword". Claude Ashford Damaris or Master of the Grand Wizard Tower isn't just any antagonist but the cruel villainous master of the main character, Asher Merikh Abraxas. In order to avoid his fate he attempts to change the plot, only for that to go in vain once the original ending loops over again. How will "Claude" save himself from his tragic fate? What will happen to the side characters and plot? Will his attempt go too far? Will his disciple be on his side? Read to find out more! *****Cover art does not belong to me*******

Being the definition of ordinary was the kind of girl Leila was. There was truly nothing remarkable in her appearance at all. Even though this may be true, Leila still had a relatively good life, good family, a nice number of friends and was going okay in university. The only real problem was that she would most likely never be in a relationship. That was a fact she had come to terms with. She was 21 and still lacked her first kiss. What happens when due to a sudden accident, this ordinary girl is placed in an any but ordinary situation. Leila gets a second life in an entirely new setting. What will she do with it?

P-S I'm currently re-writing some chapters because i thought the style didn't quite follow throughout the story Life can be full of interesting surprises and the best ones make you wonder what's beyond the line. Adam had been long out of university but never settled down career-wise and let's not even start about his social life that was until he hit his 31 years where everything miraculously seemed to fall into place, the keyword here is seemed. Never spending much energy with relationships two individuals who did not give a flying fuck about his made up walls just barged in right through the front door of his heart.

[MAJOR TRIGGER WARNINGS; DEPRESSION, TRAUMA, VIOLENCE, SLIGHT GORE] [THIS STORY HAS HEAVY MENTIONS OF DEATH, VIOLENCE, AND OTHER HEAVY TOPICS. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION.] There's always something unknown. There's no question about it. But I guess that's to be expected of everything in life. There's always a question of lingering doubt in my mind about everyone and everything. My birth parents weren't the cleanest of people, and they definitely were pretty shady. They left me along the side of the road to die, but... It didn't happen, obviously. I don't know much about them, actually. I remember my mother being extremely nice all of the time and my father being distant from us. I don't remember much about my siblings. I don't even remember much of their appearances. But that's okay because if that didn't happen, I'd have never met Ami, my big sister and quite frankly, the best sister you could ask for. She saved my life, the very thing I'm still grateful for all these years later. But... As anyone would know, life can be both a blessing and a curse. You see, we've seemed to have...reached a new predicament...that we've never dealt with before. We've become characters in an anime. Cliche? Maybe, but when life throws you into the frying pan, expect a few burns, I guess... Well, it was a normal weekend for us, until I fell asleep in the woods and my rabbit hole begin to spiral. I was greeted by a familiar face and then hit with my past that I had wished to forget, alongside an important part of my life that had been ripped away far too soon... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I don't own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler; Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler belongs to Yana Toboso. I only own some of the plot and my o.c.s in this fanfic. [Edit: 09/18/2021] I apologize for not putting any trigger warnings in the description before this. I hope I didn't trigger anyone with the topics of this story.