Mourning Stories

In the aftermath of Nancy Casey's death, the Casey family decides that they need to get away in order to properly grieve. And while the entire family will eventually make their way to Hawaii, Matt and Gabby will first take a honeymoon...as will Jay & Alex, at the same resort, at the same time. STARRING Jesse Lee Soffer as Matthew Casey

A complex story reluctant to be labeled a love story. It delves into the jujutsu kaisen universe. The story revolves around Yuji Itadori and the reader. Yuji Itadori and you were in a two year long relationship . He has broken up with you... again. That makes three time in total. This is more than just a love story this is about growth. Although it starts with Yuji and the reader you'd have to stick around to see if that's how it ends. I stress, this is much more than just a normal will she won't he. At times it's sad, eerie and even dancing into horror. Take a chance and immerse yourself in this "not a love story" love story. This story is still being written. The hope is to be able to update once a week but definitely shooting for At least twice. However since this story is still being written there is no guarantee. Expect a new chapter guaranteed every Thursday and potentially Monday. Also the possibility in the future to create polls to gauge where the audience wants the story to head. However it's not guaranteed. This story Contains elements of jujutsu high and jujutsu kaisen as a whole but also creative liberties. This story is more towards a young adult audience as it does explore things that's maybe can be too much for a younger audience.

After a grave mistake in his Junior year of Highschool, Jonathan, a previous "All-Star" high-school quarterback, is still coping with the grief of his late wife, Magnolia, while balancing taking care of their young son and trying to stay afloat. Will he ever get over his lover, recounting the events to her death, or will he capsize trying? ~[EXTREME WIP]

Following the friendship between two unlikely people. Isleen Guzmán, a misunderstood social outcast, and Joseph Ocampo, an upcoming child prodigy, as they navigated the last weeks of their senior year. However, as secrets continue to bubble up within them. They can't help but desire what the other has. or (The author finally tries to create this damn graphic novel that plagued their mind for 6 years)

Stiles is planning a special Valentines surprise for Peter, when the wolf suddenly disappears. Desperate to find him, he goes to Derek and discovers that his mates past is more tragic than he thought Cross-posted on A03

Is mourning the dead easier than the living? A short poetic piece meant to immerse the reader and challenge the idea that healing from a death can be easier than being abandoned by someone very much alive by going through the emotional roller coaster of being stranded alone with no reason as to why. Maybe death is easier to manage in the long run.

Luca, a woman haunted by loss, carries the weight of her grief like a silent storm. Once, she knew the warmth of love with her wife and the joy of their newborn baby. But tragedy tore it all away, leaving her shattered and unable to face the reminders of her past happiness. For years, she averted her eyes from her child, the innocent reminder of her deepest pain. Yet, life has a way of offering unexpected solace. In a chance meeting, Luca finds comfort in another's presence, someone who sees beyond her sorrow. As their bond grows, Luca dares to hope for a future where her heart can find peace once more, where the scars of loss might finally begin to heal.

Widowed at three and twenty, Lady Myrielle Tyrell returns to a life that no longer feels like her own. Ashford Meadows is alive with knights in the lists, bustling stalls, and royal processions. A celebration she cannot bear to join. But beneath the clash of steel and glitter of feasts, she finds an unexpected kindred spirit in Prince Baelor "Breakspear" Targaryen. What begins as shared grief slowly deepens into something neither dares name. In an unforgiving realm that offers little joy, even the strongest rose may find itself drawn to fire. Baelor "Breakspear" Targaryen x Original Female Character Cross posted on AO3

Fading Into You is a story of love, loss, and the beauty of being seen-even when the world seems determined to overlook you. It is quiet, devastating, and unforgettable.

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"I didn't mean... I tried to fix it, to-" But the words fell on ears that refused to hear, judgment already carved into the lines of that determined face. The first lunged, limbs moving like fluid lightning, striking with purpose and restraint, testing, not to kill, but to mark the lesson in muscle memory. Sand and sweat mingled, catching in the sunlight, turning their movements into a deadly dance of heat and fury. "Do not speak of redemption," the first spat, voice low and unforgiving, "not here, not to me. Lies are poison, and I will not drink from your hands again." The second staggered, catching the wind, trying to meet the glare that offered neither mercy nor doubt, but only the unflinching demand of honor. And above the chaos of dust and shifting light, the desert itself seemed to watch, indifferent and eternal, waiting for the final choice, the final strike, and the truth carved in the sand like a warning to any who might follow.

Roman Kerr thought he knew everything about the woman he married. He was wrong. - An entry for Open Novella Contest | Prompt: 28 & 29.

Ashlyn finds herself drawn to the dim comfort of a quiet bar and a bartender who learns to recognize her grief long before he learns her name. Through flickering lights, half-empty glasses, and long silences, the bartender witnesses a girl trying to survive the weight of being left behind.

Bowser had won, everything was lost. Peach had lost her kingdom, the Toads had lost hope. And Mario? He had lost his brother. Now he's going to do whatever it takes to make Bowser pay, even if it costs him his life.

This is a collection of letters I never planned to write, but needed somewhere to put. Some are soft. Some are angry. Some are just updates about the days you missed. I'm not trying to make sense of grief here-only to be honest about it. I'm writing these so I don't forget how much I loved you, how much it hurt, and how I learned to keep going anyway.

In the early 19th Century, Prague’s streets are cold and cobbled. The astronomical clock chimes on the hour and life goes by as it should. Puppet theatres have always been a big part of the Czech culture and Anna and her uncle rely on them for a living. Anna has always made puppets, always been to see the shows and always had them in her life. It’s just the way it always has been. But what happens when the curtains go down and at night the puppets dance on the stage, when people are being murdered, when a ghost and mysterious magician appear?

Poetry is an outlet for my emotions, my experiences, my thoughts and opinions - It's been a coping mechanism during the hardest times of my life. It's been a long, trying journey, but it has yet to end. Until then, I'll write until my hands fall off.

1902. A courtroom. A glance that changes everything. Harry Styles, an attorney who has spent his whole life trying to disappear. Niall Horan, a woodcarver who is never silent, even when times aren't safe. They cross paths in a trial they'll never forget, but their story is written elsewhere... in pages where ink spills in secret, love presses between lines, and truths that can only survive when hidden. Love doesn't always survive in this cruel world, but love always survives in memories. DOES MENTION (CHILDHOOD) SA, PLEASE READ WITH CARE!!

Just a sad little one shot because I listened to I'm still here from Treasure Planet hence that is what this story is called

My name is Devin Allan. I am the owner of Delightful Cocktails. I was once a USC Trojan and the Minnesota Vikings Quarterback. I played well and earned a name for myself in college and in the pros. It was the game against the Cleveland Brown's when I got hurt. I faked a pass and was throwing it to Rob Paul. He caught it and ran to make the touchdown. This was the last game I ever would play in. I am from California, and after I woke up from a concussion and a storm ACL, I eventually moved back to Sacramento to be closer to my number one fan. My only sister, Roxanne Allan, after her husband and two teenagers were killed in a train crash caused by a diesel truck. I still recall that telephone call. I received the call that changed my sister's life. She was the only one of a few others on the Amtrak train that survived. I had my buddies help me pack my things in Minnesota. I packed a three bag and left. They would drive the week they had off from the team. I took the first flight out with my torn acl that was healing . I was pretty good on crutches.