Prolouge Stories

What began as a quiet life in a Texas farmland soon unravels into a rabbit hole, leading to a generational descent into a war-hardened myth of humanity, monsters, and untold memories. In Tales Before Founding, this story reveals the Klavinsky family's blood-stained history into one of the world's most secretive organizations - where the truth remains locked away behind lock and key amongst the higher-ups in society, records meant for the history books remain buried, and some legacies refuse to die. This is not just a story about a family, but the organization that was built because of what had happened for one of many.

introduction for a story that will most likely never be finished

One betrayal was enough to break her. What followed was chaos, addiction, empty intimacy, and the slow loss of her identity until she turned cold to survive.

Jace takes a step closer, now trapping me against the wall and the large beefy cage that is his body. I keep my breathing under, I refuse to let this boy get the best of me. I refuse to give him what he wants. "Rule number one," He whispers against my earlobe, giving it a light nibble. I feel by body heat completely. Shit, i was going to break. "Never let your guard down." Seven-Teen Year old Vegas Skies is moving back to Miami, Florida and boy does she have a lot to catch up with. Besides that fact that the heat threatens to burn her to a crisp, she has to deal with asshole cousins, annoying family life and the personalitys of the people she once called her friends. And then there's Jace, known for his gang member reputation and "Bad boy" status, Vegas is advised to stay far away from the hot piece of meat, but Vegas has bigger plans. Through show downs, Relationships, Secrets, Parties, Drugs, Guns and a whole lot of lies, someone is bound to be throwing up the white flag sooner or later.

I usually have ~30 or so story ideas rattling around in my brain, and truth be, I know myself, I'm not going to write all of them, let alone half, but I can throw the equivalent of a prologue down here so all that maladaptive daydreaming doesn't go to waste. I might throw a completed short story or two in here as well, but no promises!

This is the prolouge for the story I plan on writing.

In the near dysopian future, the world is taken over by the sexist revolution, or as the girls call it, Succubus Purge. The goal of this movement is to eradicate all female bodies from high political statuses and into the domain of their husband homes, only the rich and the lucky survive in this twisted plane. Secret groups of women called The Heel, stay beneath the city planning their revolt against the sexism rule and assassinate movement officials with femme fatales, dropdead seductive women with dangerous goals. These were plain dangerous times to be a woman, you could be married by one man, dead by the next. Elleen Startko, coal eyes and plain blond hair, is snagged by a man before she was two and her future was bleak. Already knowing her fate, cleaning messes and 'pleasing' her master, she tried everything in her power to change it to the point of killing herself, but fate is a cruel mistress and she's a pawn in her design. May 16th, 2030, she turns 16 and is oblige for marriage by Elroy McGee, a sick twisted man of McGee Ltd and is getting more dollars than anyone of the old world could imagine. When he gone to meet with destiny, fate had a change of plans and she met Hagrid Assui, later became her friend but at that moment she was smitten by his charms and his ideals. But McGee and her interaction was inevitable and pinpointed their marriage, this is a reviving story of a girl breaking with the chains of submissive sexism and hatred and following her heart and him, no matter how hell tides it's shore. "In the land of God and Monsters, I was a angel and he was the devil tempting me with his nature. I was simply fascinated."

You fell in love with a jerk

Being with Him for a long time. Is the reason why. The Reason. Ang Rason. Rason kung bakit hanggang ngayon akoy bulag parin at patuloy na umaasa sa pag mamahal niya.

Sino ba dito ang nakakamiss sa mga story about gangster, mafia or sa mga emotionless and heartless na main character? Syempre yun mga veteran reader ng wattpad. Para sa inyo na to. Sabay sabay natin ibalik ang kinagisnan natin na wattpad story

Prologue to BOTW, but trying to be actually faithful to the story with some little head canons sprinkled in :)

Tw!! Mention of suicide The two meet at a club and fall in love She later learns a secret that he has kept from her. They have an argument right before a special Event. She drives to a bridge while him and his men follow her. She gets out her car and climbs the bridge railing. His men are crowded around the bridge with him near her. "Take one more step and I jump" she says "Please mi amore what did I do?" He asks "You never loved me did you?" She asks breaking down in tears "I promise you I loved you and I always will" "What about that night in your office? I heard your conversation" "Please mi amore let's work this out" He takes a few steps forward before reaching his hand out to her. She reaches over to grab it but jumps while doing so.

Harry is telling his story... is his story horrific, or happy? Why do they want to know his story?

Two girls. Both popular but in different ways. One from Oklahoma, the other from Illinois. What happens when they meet? True story, peeps! :D *Honestly, the book is better than the summary, so just read it!* Made by combined work by @ValentineRose and @XxDyingMemoriesxX

Look, it's just a stupid diary, nothing more. My mom just decided to give it to me to torture me, well so far it's working. I'm telling it things I don't usually talk about outside of it. It's pathetic really, I just want to get rid of it, but why can't I? That my dear diary, is because if I get rid of you by throwing you in the trash or something, say some wierd person finds our trash interesting and see's you lying there all hopeless. Them being them reads it, finds it humoress or what not and shows it to friends. Then said friend shows another friend then a chain of reaction which leads back to everybody knowing about my personal life. That my dear diary is why I should have never wrote in you in the first place. It's just a stupid diary, that I can't get rid of. I should have just stayed in my room.

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