Madwoman Stories

I don't like fantasies I only ink them. Inspired by "Layla Majnun" narrative.

This is a collection of dark, colorful, and thrilling short stories stems from author's peculiar imagination.

In this narrative, the protagonist reflects on the death of their mother, which occurs during the Mongolian lunar New Year, Qakhan Saar. The story captures the tension between family traditions and personal struggles, especially the strained relationship between the protagonist's parents. As the family travels to visit relatives in the snowy town of Amgvlang, the mother remains dutiful and caring despite ongoing marital conflicts. However, upon arriving and ascending the stairs to their relatives' apartment, the mother suddenly and unexpectedly dies. This tragic event is depicted as a moment of fleetingness, like a crystal snowflake, and the protagonist grapples with the loss, likening death to a "plumed serpent" that gently takes loved ones away while protecting the bereaved from complete despair.

Rebekah Harkness had had just about enough of the people of Rhode Island. It's the 60s. She's rich, widowed and just wants to have fun. She can deal with being called 'middle class,' she can deal with the never-ending noise complaints. She can deal with the town talking about her unconventional reputation. Hell - she can deal with being blamed for her late husband's death. But what Rebekah can't deal with is her neighbour stabbing her in the back. Read alone to discover what ignited the feud between Rebekah's and her neighbour Mrs Pickering that led her to dye Duchess the poodle key lime green. ***This is a work of fan fiction inspired by the music and storyworld featured in Taylor Swift's song the last great american dynasty as well as the American Socialite Rebekah Harkness. While certain events, settings, and characters may bear a resemblance to real-life situations and or individuals associated, all creative liberties have been taken to craft an original narrative. This fan fiction is created out of admiration for Taylor Swift's artistry and is not intended to infringe upon her rights. Thank you***

Taylor said that it was up to us to pass these stories down, so I'm just doing as told. Walk through the stories of the characters that have the faces of stories you've walked through. Walk through a high school love triangle, myths, fairy tales, childhood stories, lost loves, and haunting memories.

❛ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐃 ❜ ✧ 𝑚𝑎𝑑 𝑤𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛 songfic

A short story inspired by the song mad woman by Taylor Swift

I wanted somewhere to write down my ideas and ramblings, so here its is! I dunno why you'd want to read this, but hey - maybe you'll find something insightful in the midst of all the nonsense and tangents. Or maybe my (mild) insanity is just funny.

Levi, someone who's always felt worthless his whole life, was determined to die that night, but Seth, a seemingly psychopathic billionaire, was more determined to take him home...to live with him for fifty days with everything anyone can ever dream of. But there's always a catch in something good. ******** "Live with me for fifty days, Levi. You can put off your death for fifty more days, live in this huge mansion with everything you can ever dream of however you want to. You can continue living your damned life or continue ending your damned life afterward; I won't care. Either way, you'll die at the end. Isn't that what you wanted?" He could hear her from last night. Her voice, serene, convincing, and promising, ringing in his head like church bells again, obnoxiously truthful and tempting. Then he thought, what is heaven before hell? "If you're doing this to change my mind about dying during those fifty days, don't waste your time. Nothing's ever going to change my mind." He spoke in fake bravery. She looked amused, the ends of her lips curving upward. "Don't worry. I don't plan on changing my mind either." That seemed like a relief, but something inside of him doesn't feel like it. "What do I have to do during those fifty days?" because there's always a catch in something good. "Oh, not much, but we can do everything. And we'll start with stealing a car." ******** HERR DANIEL. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ******** a story made by my lack of purpose and boredom. photo references: book cover: https://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2016/06/05/23/34F3A89B00000578-0-image-m-4_1465165362131.jpg divider: https://images.genius.com/daf4a7aa5743cfe9ec3d2682b6bab4fd.1000x1000x1.jpg

Short horror story, 1304 words, read when bored haha Dad always told Thomas and I that Aunt was crazy. She constantly called us telling us that someone was after her. That someone wanted to kill her. And one day, that someone did. Suicide, they called it. Crazy old lady has nothing more to live for. Just an insane person she is. But was it?

Contains lyrics of Taylor's every song in her album "Folklore". © 2020 Taylor Swift

This is just a short horror story that I wrote for fun. It's nothing serious but I kind of felt like sharing it. I don't really know how to write a description so I guess you just have to read it :)

hi, this is my personal interpretation of taylor swift's album, folklore. all rights go to taylor. this is just for fun ♡

Yeah... He sure is used to girls clinging on him, wanting him, seducing him, beg him to love them... But non of them was like this one. She wasn't begging nor asking, she wasn't being nice nor sexy to attract his attention... She was ORDERING him to love her because she loved him, and damn.. She wasn't even rich, she was a poor street rag ordering one the richest young entrepreneurs in the country, Dantan Denzel on something he never had time for, Love. She's actually something he had never seen, that's where the drama begins.