Tragicbeauty Stories

What remains of a voice once it has burned for someone else? What have love's teeth etched amidst my soul? A collection of fragments stitched from longing, ruin, scent, music and sound. Each piece a ghost reaching for the warmth that scorched it. Echoes navigating the tender wreckage of desire, memory, and identity through layered, sensory writing. I am quite unsure of what I'm doing here, this work will be an amalgam of random spurs of inspiration. The lamentation of a few flaps of skin stitched together by circumstances and attempting to appear human.. Language can be and will be : english, french, italian, german, portuguese - it'll depend on the inspiration that'll come expire on a blank page.

A mortal woman is bound by treaty to marry an immortal ruler feared as a tyrant. She enters his realm prepared to hate him, only to discover that the truth about monsters, gods, and her own bloodline has been carefully buried. The marriage is not about peace. It is about awakening. ------------------------- 👑 Main Characters👑 ------------------------- ☆FMC : Elara Vale☆ ♡ Mortal diplomat's daughter or fallen noble ♡Sharp-tongued, observant, emotionally guarded ♡Raised to believe immortals destroyed her people ♡Secret: her blood reacts strangely to magic ☆MMC: King Vaelor Nocthyr☆ • Immortal ruler of the Night Dominion •Feared for his wars and executions •Bound by ancient laws he did not create •Refuses to touch Elara without consent, even when it costs him power

After the death of her mother, Aphrodite, Y/N's life begins to fall apart. Her father, Hermes, is no longer the man he used to be, leaving her to navigate grief, unwanted attention, and the burden of powers she never asked for. With a beauty that draws everyone in and a voice that can bend others to her will, Y/N struggles to feel in control of her own life. Once, there was only one place she truly felt at home: Asgard. And one person who made it feel that way. Loki. After years of distance, Y/N finally returns to Asgard for the annual ball, hoping to reconnect with the best friend she never forgot.

*The Men from Mumbai* is an emotional, character-driven story about four friends - Rohan, Aarav, Imran, and Sid - who meet in college and build an unbreakable bond while chasing their dreams in Mumbai. It explores how friendship becomes both refuge and redemption in a city that tests everyone's limits. At its heart, the story follows Rohan, a quiet law student hiding a painful past of abuse and abandonment. As he builds a successful career, his trauma quietly shapes his relationships and choices. His friends - Aarav, the ambitious actor; Imran, the practical and compassionate corporate worker; and Sid, the free-spirited artist - each grow into their own lives, yet their friendship remains the single thread tying them together through love, loss, and healing. The narrative moves through years of moving meditation on male vulnerability, mental health, and the silent strength of companionship. It depicts how love, even after loss, continues to live on through memory and transformation. Wouldchanging fortunes and emotional struggles, showing how success cannot erase pain and how true friendship endures even when words fail. When Rohan's internal battles lead to tragedy, his three friends transform their grief into purpose - keeping his memory alive through acts of kindness and art.

Echoes of the Past When the rain fell, it carried more than memories. Brennan's final moments were filled with visions of a love that never faded - and Diana's dreams soon begin to whisper his name again. A story of love, loss, and the haunting connection that refuses to die. This is only the beginning...

In the cursed region of Evia, where forests bleed and villages pray to gods that never answer, there lies a town forever marked by tragedy: Vaneka. For generations, supernatural creatures -lunar vampires, mud witches, werewolves, and ancient horrors- have ravaged its fields, consumed its prayers, and drained its history of hope. But now, someone walks among the bones. A woman. A hunter. A curse made flesh. Damira Jerovic, also called Damara, Damar, Damaris, Damra... She is Vaneka's final answer. Skin pale as porcelain. Eyes red as cursed embers. Hair as black as a falling shadow. And a rifle loaded with redemption. They call her the Vampireya, but she is neither saint nor monster- Damira is the blade that cuts the impossible. Surrounded by a forest teeming with enemies -the Malkian, the cosmic entity Zoryax, and the obsessive werewolf Valmor Luarcão- and a village that fears her more than it fears its own executioners, Damira becomes myth, weapon, and ruin. This book contains elegies, poetic visions, dark tales, and the testament of a woman who does not fight for glory... but because no one else will. A gothic horror story of cursed love, impossible redemption, and obsessions that leave no survivors. A cross soaked in blood. A scream Vaneka never dared to voice.

Born into the powerful Winchester bloodline, Quincy has always lived in the shadow of her family's empire. Fierce, stubborn, and unafraid to fight for her place, she navigates love, betrayal, and the unrelenting weight of legacy-all while protecting the one thing that matters most to her: her daughter. But in a world ruled by loyalty and blood, freedom comes at a price... This is Book 1 of this series Book 2 will be about iris and we Will uncover more hidden things that was a mystery in the first book

Anatolio - Tales of Apollo Pride built him up. Mercy will break him down. Once revered as the golden god of music and light, Apollo finds himself drowning in vanity, drunk on praise and beauty - until Zeus casts him down in a storm of divine fury. Stripped of power, of name, of warmth, Apollo awakens in the body of a beggar, cursed to suffer among the mortals he once ignored. In a poverty-stricken village, freezing and alone, he meets a woman with nothing - except the strength to shelter a stranger and the heart to ask the gods not for herself, but for her children. Now voiceless, nameless, and unknown, Apollo must walk among humans and learn the weight of compassion, sacrifice, and humility. But as his mortal soul begins to stir... the sun inside him is not so easily snuffed out. 🌓 A tale of divine fall and human grace. Of broken gods and unbroken hearts. 💫 He will rise again. But first, he must kneel.

Duty is sharp. Devotion sharper. In a world of discipline, honor, and shadowed halls, Lan Wangji's quiet devotion with Xie Lian hides a bond that should never exist. Every glance, every wordless moment carries the weight of unspoken feelings. A story of loyalty, restraint, and the kind of connection that can't be named aloud. -🌟- #wuxia #xianxia #chinesefantasy #darkfiction #forbiddenbond #platoniclove #emotionalwriting #haunting #poeticprose #loneliness

Not every story begins with love. Some begin with a curse. When Rosanna Valen locked eyes with him in a bloodstained alley, she didn't know she was staring at the storm that would tear through her world. Nile was supposed to be just another stranger. But his eyes-those river-blue eyes-held memories she never lived, pain she never caused, and a destiny she never chose. What began as a collision of hearts soon unravels into something far darker. Twisted loyalties. Lies passed down like heirlooms. And a bond so deep, even time tried to bury it. As secrets claw their way out of the shadows, and petals fall with every ticking second, Rosanna must choose-between the love that could break her, and the truth that already has. A family bound by secrets. A past stitched in silence. And a love story written in the language of storms and blood. Because some truths were never meant to be known. And some love stories... were never meant to survive.

In an ancient, cursed kingdom buried under a dying sun, Princess Wen Huolian is destined to fulfill a prophecy - to destroy the Dragon Lord, Nie Mingjue, and end an age-old curse. But when she flees her forced marriage and the dragon hunts her down, she discovers that prophecy and truth are not the same. Mingjue is not her enemy - he is the curse itself, punished by the gods to live with a heart bound beneath the earth. Huolian's fire was created to kill him... or to free him. In a world where gods fear love more than chaos, Huolian chooses defiance. Together, she and Mingjue burn the heavens, break the chains of fate, and pay the price for freedom - her life for his eternity. Centuries later, in the modern world, a young artist named Lian Wen paints the face of a man she's never met - and dreams of fire and wings. When a stranger with golden eyes visits her exhibition, history begins to repeat itself, and destiny sparks once more. Because some loves are not written in time - they are forged in flame.

*first story ever please be kind, just writing for fun* People say that we are all born equal, but ever since quirks appeared, it is now known that some are just born to be someone. We are not the same some are born to have the spotlight, born gorgeous, born strong, born to be someone great and destined to always shine, even when not wanting it. (Y/n) didn't want it but instead made a mistake and was swept by the media, and UA now knowing who she is, want her to become a hero.

When Sera (detective) gets tangled with Hyunwoo (Mafia), then their life takes big turns with unraveling mysteries

Lilies & Roses in the Countryside is a love letter to girls with wild hearts and messy hair, who dream in pastels and kiss like fire. These poems bloom where lipstick smears and secrets sleep. between sunlit silence and bad decisions made under pink skies. It's for the ones who felt everything too much, and let it grow anyway.

They died for love in another life. Now they live with its ghost. In the ancient kingdom of Rajgarh, Aadhira Rajnavi, a princess with poetry in her soul and rebellion in her silence, fell in love with Aadhiran Veerendra, a warrior born of fire and loyalty. But envy has sharp teeth-Sharvani Kalpitha and Rudraksh Varendra, consumed by unreturned love, destroyed them both. The story should've ended in blood. But fate rewrote it. Centuries later, in the modern chaos of Kerala , Ishani-a guarded girl who no longer believes in love-crosses paths with Adhidev Verma, a broken man who only knows how to love and lose. Neither remembers the lives they once lived. But their souls do. She was once killed by jealousy. He was once betrayed by trust. Now, they find themselves caught in a loop of déjà vu, heartbreak, and almosts. And the ones who killed them? They're back too. And this time, they've already broken their hearts-without even knowing why. Four souls. Two timelines. One love that refuses to stay buried.

🌊 How the Ocean Drowned the One with Glory By Maren Thorne 𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝕬𝖓𝖈𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖘 𝕱𝖆𝖎𝖑: Where Anchors Fail Have you ever seen the sea take down something too mighty to break? Not because it was weak. But because it was glowing. This is not a love letter. It's a warning. To the ones who rise too high, who carry too much light, who think they can sail untouched. The ocean has a type-he's drawn to glory. And when your shine matches his hunger, he pulls you under. Not because you were broken, But because you burned too brightly. This is a poetry story about drowning without water. About carrying salt in your blood until you feel nothing. About becoming something violent just to survive. And about the pain of being watched while you suffer-only to be blamed for burning. He doesn't care how powerful you are. He waits. He swallows. And when he's done, you'll be just a story told in echoes and fossil bones. Because the ocean doesn't destroy the weak-he devours the ones who dared to be strong.

Title: Even If I'm Cursed Genre: Fantasy Romance / Folklore Tragedy Tone: Whimsical, romantic, tragic-but-beautiful Setting: An Eastern-European inspired kingdom with deep woods, frozen lakes, and old magic Plot Summary: He said he'd love her forever... but the forest had other plans. When Luka, a peasant violinist with dreams too big for his village, enters the mysterious woods of Eira to find inspiration, he meets a girl with hair like moonlight and a smile like danger. Her name is Velina, and she is no ordinary girl-she's a Huldra, cursed to bring misfortune to anyone who falls in love with her. But Luka doesn't care. He gives her his heart and writes her name into every melody he plays. The villagers warn him: the cursed do not love back-they only haunt. But Luka? He'd rather be haunted by love than live without her. As his fame spreads thanks to songs inspired by her, Luka learns that magic always comes with a price. Fame. Power. Love. Madness. Velina tries to keep him away to save him, but he keeps running back-even when the forest starts taking everything he loves. Because love is a fairytale... And some fairytales end in fire.

He never quite belonged. Not to the city. Not to her. Not even to his own reflection. A man, nameless in his final moment, bleeds into the soil beneath a twilight sky-wounded not just in flesh, but in the quiet, constant way that life wounds the misfit soul. He is the ghost of a song lyric. A living ache. A whisper carried too far. And now, in a field that neither judges nor remembers, he waits for the last breath to fade from his chest. ⸻ Inspired by the haunting melancholy of Radiohead's "Creep" and "Let Down," this standalone poetic piece captures a dying man's final thoughts as he slips from the world-alone, forgotten, and yet strangely seen in the stillness of nature. The story does not romanticize death, but it does stare it in the face and find something quietly transcendent: the chemical reaction of blood meeting dirt. The bittersweet hope of someday growing wings. The beauty of unbecoming. For those who've ever felt alien in their own skin... For those who've ever wanted to disappear, but imagined becoming something more instead... This story is not a solution. It's a moment. A funeral hymn for the ones who leave gently, but not without meaning.