Burned to Ashes - nousernameideass - Wattpad

Story cover for Burned to Ashes by nousernameideass

Burned to Ashes

nousernameideass

LECTURAS 17
Votos 0
Partes 2
Hora 7m

LECTURAS 17
Votos 0
Partes 2
Hora 7m

nousernameideass

birthday religion story trauma

A story I made up when on a walk with a friend.
It's about a girl with religious trauma who ends up murdering her parents and setting the village on fire.
I just want to put a few disclaimers:
This story has quite mature contents and this is not at all based off my own experience,  I am also not trying to idolize these sorts of acts, it is simply a story that I came up with. I'm not glorifying murderers in any way. I think it's okay, as long as it's fictional.Todos los derechos reservados

birthday religion story trauma

Tabla de contenidos

2 partes

Regístrate para añadir Burned to Ashes a tu biblioteca y recibir actualizaciones

O

Pautas de Contenido

Quizás también te guste

Hidden (Papa IV X Male) de bottlecapheek

*THIS STORY IS REMAINING UNFINISHED* An aspiring and burnt out writer finds inspiration for their new book in the old ghost stories of their hometown. Namely, a secret cult hiding out in the woods. In an attempt to search for this group, he is thrust into an unfamiliar world of sin and, surprisingly, compassion. *I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS OF THE BAND GHOST* *this story does not use the Y/N format but the main character is purposefully pretty undeveloped as of now to make up for that* This story contains heavy language, sexual themes and innuendos, and other adult themes. Discretion is advised. I am a fairly young writer, so constructive criticism and suggestions are welcome and encouraged!

Drake's Kitten (completed) de Yellow1017

He once told me no one knows the real him.I didn't think he meant it, and not in a good way. He is a straight A student, and everyone knows it, not to mention he is on the swim team. All that though isn't the real him, the real him hides deep within himself. ---------- "Can you please tell me what that was?" I nearly shout at him. All I get is silence. He keeps his back to me. "Please, I need some explanation." I beg. I stay still as he stops dead in his tracks. His body is tense and it's scarring me. He turns around slowly to face me with his hands at his sides. His eyes meet mine, but there is no spark of any emotion in them. They are cold and dark making me look away not being able to hold his deadly stare. I feel uneasy under his gaze, and i feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. "No, I won't explain because it's not important." He says in a low, almost, growl. I flinch and look back into his eyes. I feel hurt by his words and I don't know why, but I know he sees it in my eyes. His faces flashes with regret but it's quickly covered up with his faces going back to it's hard cold look. I feel my heart stop and my face go pale. His look terrified me making me hold my breath. "Breath." He orders. I start to breathe again and just blink at him. "Now go." He orders me again. I flinch involuntarily at his tone and jump back slightly. "Please don't let me walk home alone." I beg in a quiet voice, looking down at my feet. The next thing I see are his black combat boots right in front of my shoes. I look up into his eyes and he looks down into mine confusion written all over his face. "How come you aren't running yet?" He questions searching my eyes. "I just can't walk home alone, please I'm scared." I hear him chuckle. "You aren't afraid of me? What can possibly be scarier than me?" He asks. "Well, I know you will keep me safe." "Why is that?" He questions raising an eyebrow at me. "You haven't hurt me." "Yet." He mutters, but I roll my eyes.

Moving In de _CallMe_Crazy

Blaze White is the New Girl at the Prep school in her mothers old home town. But her only goal for senior year is to keep a low profile, no friends, no parties and NO boys. Axel may be adored and worshipped by his peer-but he hates people, except 5. So when a beautiful but closed off girl suddenly enters his group. He is not welcoming of the mysterious beauty despite the pull they both feel. •••• WARNING: This was written many moons ago. I have decided to put it back up because of a large request from readers. However, I was a kid when I wrote this so take it with a grain of salt. *** Like a deer in head lights, I freeze and watch as the car comes towards me expecting to get hit. But to my surprise, the car swerves to the side slightly next to me and comes to a stop. I take a deep breath I didn't know I was holding at the driver's side door swings open and a very pissed off Axel steps out. "Thank god," I mumble and place my hands on my knees to catch my breath. "Blaze?" He says and I hate it. I hate how he says my name as if it's his. Like he knows it's the only thing I want to hear, him calling out to me, looking at me, focused to me. It's the first time in my life I wanted someone's attention so badly I didn't care how I got it. And that was too dangerous for me to hold onto. "Are you insane or some shit? I could have killed you!" He says and starts to walk towards me. I take a big breath and step back away from him, "s-stop! Axel," I stutter still panting. It's then he notices the blood on my hands and shirt. "Is that blood?" He asks staring at my shirt and I take another step back. "Stop, stay b-back," I try to say confidently but I can't even breath right. Realizing he won't listen I start to turn around planning to make a break for it. "Don't run from me Blaze it won't go well," he growls reading my thoughts causing me to freeze in my spot. "Do not ever think you can get away from me."

The Sunshine Line // Book 1: "Run" de sevstarrynight

When Mila Jones was a kid, she was scared of thunderstorms. Turns out, it was more than an irrational fear: A few months after her fifteenth birthday, her best friend Kevin gets struck by lightning and happens to be a Prophet of the Lord. The plan is to figure out what that meant and be home before dinner, but that's not how it works- once you're in, you never get out. This is the first part of a multiple series rewrite of "The Supernatural Chronicles", a fanfiction from one of my old accounts. The main character is my OC Mila Jones, apart from that all characters I made up are just there to fill the gaps. // CAUTION: This book has mature themes, as you would see in Supernatural //

Finding Purpose (+18) ✔️ de ZaynismRules

***this book contains suicidal thoughts and tendencies, may not be appropriate for younger audiences*** In which she looks for the purpose of life. Lily Carter's parents died in a car crash leaving her and Laura, girl was depressed long before her parents passed away and with all the problems turning up now, Lily felt more miserable - if that's even possible. With her journey to look for life's purpose and grab the small pinch of HOPE - which is ironically her second name -, will she finally snap at the pressure and finally end it all? or will a small light lit her darkened world of grief and loneliness? * "So you know. The little goth girl who gets bullied is indeed a mess. There's this mess in her head that eats her alive everyday isn't it? What to do now Kaden? Tell the whole neighborhood and recieve an award for taking out a crazy in this world?" I spit like vomit. His eyes warmed up as I finished, "Lily. It isn't like that" "What is it then? People stopped caring... they gave up, why aren't you?" I fought my tears. "Because I feel the need to care. Did Leigh hurt you? Did she hit you?" he finally noticed the unusual redness of my cheek. I don't like the way he told me he needed to care for me. I felt like an obligation, a responsibility that he is carrying and carrying leads to getting tired and when people gets tired, they give up. I don't want them to give up on me. But they will, so it's good not to make them care for me in the first place. "I never needed anyone. I stopped needing anyone before, why start now?" I uttered the words again. Why? There is nothing to fight for. No mama. No papa. No sister to love me. No one. So why would I waste my life and the time of others to fix what is already broken - and someone who doesn't want to be fixed? If I may add. Maybe I gave up. No, scratch that. I gave up a long time ago - when my parents died, my hope and purpose went away with them.

Coffee de natasha2_0

Origin of this story? This person I adore. Schools ending and I am not planning to confess to her so instead I just wrote everything that I imagined us doing in this story. but of course not all of them are based on facts especially the "smut" parts but anyway I hope you enjoy this short story :) UPDATE EVEN THOUGH I HAVENT PUBLISHED THIS. Its June 23rd. One more day til schools over. Guess what I just found out. Yea.. she's in a relationship. This might or might now affect the story line I'm originally planning to write. But thats how life is. You just have to deal with it. Anyway, HAPPY READING!!

Possessive Rich Bully de comicsthinker

[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT] I pulled my elbow from his death grip. "You're ashamed of me. Admit it. You hate the idea of been seen with me." I shot venomous accusations his way. He didn't look at me. I'd rejected his kiss, pushed him away from and in return he'd turned cold and cruel, again. He'd shown nothing but hatred for me in public yet held me with aching tenderness when it was just us. I was sick of his games. He needed to decide whether he wanted me or not. "You parade new girls daily in front of my eyes," a sob escaped my throat. "And don't even deny you don't occasionally screw Charlotte behind my back." His ice blue eyes pierced my soul with his sharp gaze. He was teetering on the verge of lashing out on me. "How would you feel if I did the same to you, huh?" I pushed at his stiff chest. "Had several boyfriends, invited them to our home." His eyes cut to me, and a look darker than I've ever seen clouded his features I gestured to our grandiose home bought by his dizzying wealth. "And parade them right in front--" Before I knew it, I was face down and nearly suffocated by the soft material of our couch, I barely noticed my skirt pushed upwards and panties shoved aside. "You're my goddamn wife, Astoria. I will not tolerate your defiance." The sound of his belt loosening, zipper lowering, he entered me violently taking my breath with him. "Yet everyone thinks I'm still your charity case because you won't claim me." "You want to be claimed? Fine. But I am warning you, this lifestyle you're so accustomed to will be gone. I will be dirt poor and your family will be fired." "Then divorce and set me free. I am done being your dirty secret." Axel Trent, the spoiled prince always got whatever he wished for, and I was one of the thing he had wished to possess. Our fate were meant to collide in the cruelest way possible. It left me shattered. THIS IS A TOXIC ROMANCE BOOK. DON'T EXPECT HEART AND FLOWERS cover by IvvyKy

Teenagers de Exxcity_

This story and about myself (Laura) and some of my friends who I will name throughout the story. So like I will make up some things or share some things which go down but, warning if ur reading this like 6 months or so later I wouldn't recommend writing "omg I ship feva" or sum but I will make a chapter about the break ups so you all can know as well so y'all don't mistake yourselves. <3

The Fractured Veil de demon_aero

This is my first attempt at ever writing something this long after being pressured into it by a couple friends saying I should try it since they really liked my short stories. This is meant to be a start of an introduction of six characters of which I kind of wish to build a story around. I also kind of wrote this in an anime style because I feel you can do more with anime than regular story characters. This origin is about a young man who was taken from his home at the age of three after his parents were supposedly killed. He was always treated special by the organizations leader but because of this he was outcast-ed by his fellow trainees. At the point where this story begins proper, he is given a task that hasn't been done to his knowledge at the age of fourteen. This task changes a lot of how he views the world and those around him.

Quizás también te guste

Slide 1 of 9

Hidden (Papa IV X Male) cover

Drake's Kitten (completed) cover

Moving In cover

The Sunshine Line // Book 1: "Run" cover

Finding Purpose (+18) ✔️ cover

Possessive Rich Bully cover

Teenagers cover

The Fractured Veil cover

Hidden (Papa IV X Male)

THIS STORY IS REMAINING UNFINISHED An aspiring and burnt out writer finds inspiration for their new book in the old ghost stories of their hometown. Namely, a secret cult hiding out in the woods. In an attempt to search for this group, he is thrust into an unfamiliar world of sin and, surprisingly, compassion. I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS OF THE BAND GHOST this story does not use the Y/N format but the main character is purposefully pretty undeveloped as of now to make up for that This story contains heavy language, sexual themes and innuendos, and other adult themes. Discretion is advised. I am a fairly young writer, so constructive criticism and suggestions are welcome and encouraged!