Vesuvius Stories

Three kaiju, one fight. This clash of epic proportions is brought to you by the minds of @thetruebioman and @oligatorade999 (on Instagram) and written by @joel_1_Robinson (also on instagram) Auraka: A heavyweight kaiju who can shatter the Earth's crust and swim freely in the planet's lava filled veins. Vesuvius and Novarupta: A pair of kaiju each powerful in their own right. These two fiery lovers each have immense destructive power within them and have fought numerous kaiju to defend their children. Who will win? Read the story to find out!

inspired by "Pompeii" trailer a while ago. The movie wasn't too good but I liked the trailer lol

For Flavius and Basilius, August 24th, 79 AD started out like any normal day in Pompeii. But by mid-afternoon, their lives are shifted.

"You know how, in 'Eat, Pray, Love,' 'Under the Tuscan Sun,' 'An Italian Affair' and all those other memoirs? Women go to Italy to put their lives back together." I said this to Jenny over our first gourmet Mac and Cheese planning meeting. "Well, let's go and have a delicious time because there is nothing wrong. Because we are happy with our lives, well-loved, and healthy." "Let's make it our plan," said Jenny, "to stuff our eyes with art, and our bodies with good food. Let's gain ten pounds." "It's a deal," I said. "Ten days, ten pounds" ----------- Thank you to my thousand readers-or peekers-who checked out my memoir-in-progress. Wattpad was a wonderful trial platform to expand on the misadventures first recorded in the blog, http://kristenandjennygotoitaly.com, which is still up and you are welcome to take a peek. I'm taking this draft down and polishing it from a solid midway draft into a delicious and memorable read about the unexpected feelings, brushes with death, and awakenings that unfold when you think you've got life figured out. If you like horses and hiking, pasta and paintings, shoes and shopping, fantasy and friendship, please 'like' the book on Facebook @10D10P. There, you can learn more about the characters (real people) and the beauty we value, listen to sample chapters, and follow my journey to publication. And sometime, if you've got a bottle of prosecco open, you might tune in to the Ten Days, Ten Pounds playlist on Spotify and imagine yourself walking cobbled streets with a best friend. www.tinyurl.com/10D10Pmusic All rights reserved.

florilegium: [noun] • a collection of literary extracts; an anthology.

From a collection of short stories I'm writing based on historical events. Accompany characters through the unexpected events that led to their death. In this story, lovers Rhea and Milo experience the tragedy that was the eruption of Mt. Vesuvius.

Volcanic Clash Reignited! This story was written by Joel Robinson The rematch of titans, this story continues the rivalry between kaiju Vesuvius (owned by @oligatorade999 on Instagram) and Auraka (Owned by @thetruebioman on Instagram) as these two powerhouses go at it once again!

After Pliny's mother and uncle died tragically following the eruption of the Vesuvius in 79 AD, he's been on his own. One day, as he is walking across the Forum, he bumps into the most famous author of the Roman Empire. It's Tacitus. Tacitus isn't someone you should argue with. He decides what goes down in history, with a single piece of writing, he could ruin your life. He loves the power he possesses and uses it in his advantage. He couldn't possibly be the kind of guy Pliny falls for, right? --------------------------------------------------------- He was walking across the Forum, head facing the cobble stones, when he bumped straight into someone. 'Mind your step,' he said angrily, not wanting to waste any more time. 'You're not supposed to talk to me like that,' an ice-cold voice said, sending shivers down his spine, 'do you have the slightest idea who you're talking to?' It was only at that moment I he looked up and his bright green eyes took him up and down. It was him. The most famous author that could kill your career with his pen.

Pliny sends another piece of paper flying across the room. He just doesn't seem to get the words quite right. It was only yesterday his crush asked him to write down the story of his uncle's death. No big deal, you would say, but the problem is that his crush did not ask him out of interest. He is working on his new book, about history. Pliny's uncle died in one of the most tragic disasters to ever occur on Earth and Tacitus has asked him for a more detailed description. It seems hard, almost impossible, for Pliny to ever tell Tacitus how he feels. It's why he wants to write the perfect letter, with cliffhanger, because then maybe Tacitus would reach out to him again

A 13 year old female slave taking care of upper class children, wishing for a better life.

Seventeen-year-old Aeliana Lucia Gratius is the daughter of a wealthy merchant in Pompeii, and has always accepted the fact that she will be married to the man her father chooses, regardless of her own feelings. But a chance meeting with Cyprian, a poor city guard, causes her to question everything she was brought up to believe. As the two grow ever closer, she is visited by one of the Fates, a goddess named Pretia, who delivers an ultimatum: give up her love and marry the man her father chose-a quick-tempered and old-fashioned merchant the same age as her father-or lose the only home she has ever known to the power of Vesuvius. Nearly two thousand years later, Aeliana is alive and well, posing as seventeen-year-old Ella Young in a small high school, the only survivor of the destruction of Pompeii. Alone, she carries the knowledge and guilt that her selfish choice-to flee the city with Cyprian and abandon her home to the mercy of the gods-resulted in the deaths of thousands of innocent people. Until one night when Pretia returns to her and offers an impossible opportunity: travel back in time to Pompeii and prevent the eruption from ever happening. In a race against the clock, Ella is forced to revisit a home she never expected to see again, caught in the midst of a dilemma that ultimately pits love against fate. ** Now on Amazon and Kindle: https://goo.gl/gUO9aY **

A poem about Pompeii's terrible tragedy by G. M. Chiquito (A.K.A. ME!)

As the Roman city of Pompeii is consumed by the fires of Mt. Vesuvius, a loan Centurion contemplates his last moments of life as he waits for death to take him.

This story came to mind when I found out my birthday (Aug. 24th) is on the same day that mt. Vesuvius erupted ... yep

Follow Aurelia's last moments in decaying Pompeii as she runs to do one last great gesture of love that will forever be remembered.

One morning, a time travelling girl appears in Jenny's bedroom. That's the beginning of her unusual adventure. Jenny, an ancient history lover, always longed to visit Pompeii. She dreamed about walking among the ruins of the ancient town. But she didn't expect to find anybody hiding there, waiting for her... Jenny's trip to Italy will prove the most exciting journey of her life.

please note that this will suck since it is my first story. Also this story is placed some time in the future. Romano was not himself today, and has not been for the past two. Forced to leave his home in Naples because of the warning. The official warning that Mt. Vesuvius would erupt. Romano was lucky, he lived on the edge of Naples and got the hell out of there before the insane traffic, still thousands left in there cars, trying to retreat from the red zone. Romano was suppose to visit Span today, no I won't, Romano thought. He could feel it, if anything was to happen, it would happen today. But no other country knew it, because of course, Romano would not tell anyone about it, and would not let Italy say a word. Mostly because he did not want to be wrong, since the technology they used to predict the eruption was knew. Romano was watching the live "Volcano watch" on TV. He got up to call Spain saying he wouldn't be there today, but just as he did "I can't believe this. Vesuvius is actually erupting!" came from the T.V. Romano was waiting for Spain to answer and watching the T.V with a emotionless face. "Si, Romano, what is it?" Spain said in his usually cheerful voice. "Oh, uh, I won't be there today, bye." Roman hung up and sat back down watching the T.V. "This is a true tragedy, all those people still stuck in the danger zones..." The news story seemed to never end to Romano. Romano looked outside, he could only see ash clouds, to high to suffocate people, but at the height where all air traffic would be at a stand still, and he knew that in a matter of hours, all of Europe would be like this.