Rage Stories

This is gonna be my first book so I hope you enjoy. There is a young man name (Y/N) (L/N), was a normal man who's enjoyed his time and life, he live in his home all alone while his parents is off in vacation, he's a music artist who can make music for everyone enjoy his song, but deep inside, he felt lonely, doesn't have a girlfriend, but he will manage, on the next day when he was out to go store get something to eat. He fell. Someone is watching him but he'll think this is nothing but when he was out at the store, he found a weird Portal on his house, he doesn't know where it came from but when he was about to call someone on the phone, suddenly a photo suck him into the portal and he land in the ground hard in pain. But when he was about to get up, he looked around and saw that everything around him was red. He saw Demons, tall buildings, and pentagrams start up the sky and tell he realize he's in hell but he doesn't know how to get back. Until. He saw a commercial about the hotel where well-redeemed sinners he going to the hotel and he saw a girl named Charlie MorningStar, and the other girl was named Vaggie. He told him about what happened and how he got here and they feel sorry for him and return day well let him stay in the hotel and tell they figure out what to do, but what he didn't know that Charlie and Vaggie and the other girls, are responsible of the portal in his house and now they're have him and they are so obsessed with him that they were never let him leave. Well, he escaped. Let's find out. The characters from Hazbin and Helluva boss is belong to Vivziepop i will maybe add videos, image, gif, etc in this book, some all the stuff I put in this book doesn't belong to me is belong to the artists. Also, there will be a grammar and I probably don't know if I could continue this story but I will promise.

"You're a fucking maniac! Just turn the music down!" "Make me." ... All Martin ever wanted was a peaceful university life. However, when a neighbor won't stop blasting his music in the middle of the night, Martin's peaceful life is upended. The question is, for better or for worse? enemies to lovers. one-sided hate.

Eighteen year old Lilibet lives in a remote mountain mining town where death is common, poverty is constant, and the woods are older than the settlement carved into their edges. The men of the valley spill blood into the soil daily-through mining accidents, brawls, and battles-and the town whispers that dying men always scream for their mothers. Lilibet knows the truth: it is not their human mothers they call for, but the Devouring Mothers, ancient entities beneath the roots who drink spilled blood and claim the dying. Lilibet's life is defined by servitude. Her father and brother rely on her labor while dismissing her intelligence, strength, and independence. The woods are her only refuge, a place where she feels watched but not threatened, and where she senses a pull she cannot explain. Her only softness comes from Hutch, a kind young man who sees her as more than a burden-but even his affection feels like another cage. After a tense dinner where her father reveals he intends to marry her off to the Johnson family, Lilibet breaks. Feeling betrayed and trapped, she flees into the night and crosses the glen she has always respected but never fully entered. As a violent wind rises and the earth seems to breathe beneath her, she experiences a terrifying, surreal moment: she claws at her own throat, feels her blood spill into the soil, and screams "Mother!" before collapsing. She believes she is dying. Instead, she awakens at dawn, uninjured but transformed. Her senses are sharpened, her movements fluid and unnatural, her hair alive with motion. A small orb weaver spider-one she had saved earlier-appears in her palm and behaves impossibly, as though recognizing her. The forest around her shifts, revealing faces and limbs rising from the soil, beckoning her with hunger and welcome. Overcome by an instinct she cannot resist, she consumes the spider, completing a ritual she does not yet understand. Hutch finds her at sunrise, shaken and confused. He insists she was not in

Ryazan, one of the grandest cities in all Rus', lays along the war path of thousands of Tatar warriors eager to seize the spoils of a short-fought campaign: the women of the city and gold from its treasury. Having set up camp just beyond the city, they await a reply from the envoys of Grand Prince Yuriy. As the Grand Prince deliberates, his boyars both caution and counsel him. If Ryazan falls, the rest of Rus' may be next ─ an outcome his people grow ever more wary of, turning to priests and old rituals alike as rumor and fear run rampant inside the city walls. Finally left untended, the Polovtsian princess Yanay, conquered once before, now betrothed to one of the Grand Prince's brothers, quietly observes these developments. She prays to her old gods when she can and aligns herself with a young Tatar captive and quick-thinking kinsman, all the while secretly seeking her freedom and revenge. ──────── ☽ ◯ ☾ ──────── A retelling of the Siege of Ryazan complete with rageful women and warrior princes; gods both kind and cunning; and tragedy aplenty. Copyright © 2026 Elle Chaika

Cody has another sister his age named Erin. She doesn't know she is adopted and her biological mother is Madeline Pynch and Priscilla is her older sister because she was born with a birthmark on her right cheek so her mother ordered her henchman to steal her when she turns three months and take her to Griffin Rock where she was raised by the Burns family. She loves building to aid the rescue team

𝐓𝐡𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐬 ~ 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. 𝐈𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐬. ___________________________________________________ "𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑘𝑒𝑝𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑓𝑒. 𝐼𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑, ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝐓𝐡𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐬~ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑛"Θ⁝Ψ

A speaker wrestles with longing, grief, and thwarted devotion. Night, rain, and burning waves mirror an ageless heart consumed by passion and sorrow. Questions of worth and purpose arise-a humble steed seeking redemption, a maestro fearing the loss of his song and belonging, a woman bound by a path shaped by stolen prayer. An unsung hero, wordless with rage, is lost between life and death, propelled only by the hard "steel" counsel of his father-now entombed-that both burdens and guides him. Overall, it's a meditation on love, loss, and the struggle to find meaning under the weight of fate and memory.

Shibuya High School - a prestigious institution famed for its top-tier students, immaculate reputation, and an admission process so selective that getting in feels like winning the lottery. But behind the polished walls and perfect smiles lies a darkness no one dares to speak of. Kei Sanji, a 17-year-old transfer student, arrives mid-year-not because of academic achievement, but because his previous school expelled him for repeated discipline issues. Intelligent yet reckless, Kei has no intention of settling down. His plan is simple: cause enough trouble to get kicked out again. But the moment he steps onto campus, he feels it-something's wrong. The air is heavy. Shadows move where they shouldn't. Black, distorted figures drift silently among the students... and no one seems to notice. No one except him. As weeks pass, whispers spread. Students are dying-some in tragic suicides, others in brutal, unexplained murders. Kei begins to suspect the "figures" are connected. Worse, they seem to be feeding on something... or someone. Then, Kei meets a small group of students who can see them too. Together, they start uncovering the school's buried truth-a truth soaked in blood and bound by something far older than Shibuya High itself. As the death toll rises, the authorities finally send in a detective to investigate. But with the monsters closing in, the question remains: will they uncover the truth in time... or will they become the next names on the list? Start: 12/08/2025 End:

I wrote this for myself. But if you want, you can read it too.

In this AU, Doni is the 'god' of the server, using his creative powers to do good or evil (generally evil xD). He has his wings only in creative mode, so when he turns his powers of, he can't fly. He can see what happened in the past if he was present (check his recordings). The rest of the group are humans, hybrids, or cyborgs, and they have the abilities of a regular human, plus some player abilities (they have an inventory, can see their hearts/hunger, and see chat messages, however, chat messages are not needed when a person is in a 50 block radius) This story is independant from my other story in this AU. TW: Anxiety attack, wounds, explicit violence

This story is about a woman named Micah who was cursed and blessed by the gods at the same time the moment she stepped into a human city for the first time as a child. The rest of Micah's life was a blur of pain mixed with ruthlessness until the war between demons and humans started. The Church calls her the Blessed One. The Demons call her a monster. She calls herself a mistake that can't die. °~°~°~°~°~°~° "The Holy Church is filled with power hungry meat sacks." Micah says while taking off her armor. "They turned me into a weapon for their own selfish needs." She rubs the scar around her neck. The demon generals watched Micah strip down in front of them until she was only in her pants with her chest wrapped. "A human isn't supposed to have a body like a goddess even with all the scars." One of the generals says out loud causing the others to agree.

A journey through the darkest corners of the mind, Wails of the Night captures the silent screams of the unheard. These poems whisper the truths of restless souls, midnight thoughts, and the weight of a world that refuses to listen. RANKINGS: #1-deep poetry [10.03.25] #1-teen literature [10.03.25] #1-blackpoet [10.03.25] #1-poetry collection [29.03.25]

In a world torn between divine light and abyssal shadow, a cursed boy named Mizu is born beneath a dying temple-untouched by frost, but marked by something far worse. Haunted by nightmares and burdened by unseen forces, Mizu grows up shunned, watched, and followed by tragedy. When those he loves are taken from him-one by one-his path fractures. Guided by mysterious strangers and joined by a girl who carries celestial blood and secrets of her own, Mizu is thrust into a hidden war where angels deceive, demons linger, and fate itself is a lie. Black Hymn is a dark fantasy saga about loss, identity, and the painful price of survival. In a world that tells him he was never meant to exist, Mizu must decide whether to break the world... or be broken by it.

A true rendition of the horrific life of an abused woman. She's a chained angel wanting freedom from Satan. This story is told from Kari's point of view. She is a seventeen year old southern bell, who had an amazing life until the day she met Brandon. Kari is 5ft 9 with golden hair and an athletic build. She's extremely sporty and played every sport offered at her school. Her personality was outgoing and spunky. She couldn't hurt a fly, and never dreamed that anyone would hurt her. Her childhood was perfect. She never lacked love from her parents. Regardless of the activity she was involved in she could always count on the support of her family.

I made another story on this in a different account (Stormycheetah) but I logged out of that account Blood will lead a storm to rage the forest Cheetahkit was half rogue born to Rainshine the Riverclan medicine cat and Fox a rogue. But in order to protect Cheetahkit and her sister Pebblekit's reputation, Rainshine gave up her kits for her best friend Moondust to raise. That's when Moondust was given a vision from Starclan, Blood will lead a storm to rage the forest. Little did anyone know that the sweet little Cheetahkit would become a monster And it starts with her terrible accident. (cover by @emberwing)

Nobody's story ever needed anyone else. Each person is an entire nation. A nation which fights itself. A nation that never falls, and yet never fully rises. A nation of chaos. A nation. Why should anyone else enter one's story? To save it? No. This is not possible. They will awaken a reckoning, and a hunter will creep up from the shadows of a forgotten city in this nation. And the hunter will destroy. One may think the hunter is the villain, but no. The hero? No. The hunter is neither, but perhaps the hunted one knows the answer. This story is an allegory and also a personal story.

He was not born a monster. He was made one. A boy from a dying world, stranded in an empire built on chains, shaped by hands that knew exactly how to break something without leaving marks. This is how a child becomes a weapon. This is how a weapon becomes a god. This is how it begins.

Addie's not the most normal kid in the world, even for a lycanoid in a world build around humans. But who cares? He's happy being himself. That is, until that self is suddenly shared with a vengeful creature using his body as a vessel to end mankind. Tormented by his own murder of his best friend, he runs away and is sheltered by a group of teens out camping for the week. Through much struggle, Addie and the angry demon begin to come to terms with the reality of their problems... but will it be enough for karma to finally run its course? - What is left unsaid will always find a way to scream. That is Inferno's philosophy - it's the reason she's still here. The reason the past has yet to let go of her writhing, angry body. So, she has decided, she will scream. She will screech and howl and burn everything she touches to ash, starting with those who have wronged her. Every last one of them. Just like they did to her. - [TWs contained in the first chapter. Reader discretion is advised]

Drifting in the desolate remains of a Genocide Route, King Asgore Dreemurr has been resurrected! After learning of the fate of himself and his people, Asgore is given an offer that will set him on another path. But will that path be what he truly desires?

MADDOG and Emilie are back more beautiful and powerful than ever see how the unpopular unloved Maddie makes the right choices by sticking to her gun's with Mason and her friend Emilie gets lost a around the way with James Timmy and Post Malone a story of jealousy hurt anger and depression love and loss .