Blame Stories

Chains of Raichand They say family is blood. For me, it's chains - binding, breaking, bleeding. Kyra Raichand doesn't have a childhood. She has a sentence. Three brothers. Three kings of pain, control, and obsession. They don't love her - they own her. They punish her until she's raw, break her until she's silent. And when the bruises fade, their cold hands stitch her back together - because she's theirs, and no one else's. There's no mercy behind their eyes. Only possession. No escape from the shadows they cast over her life. And the worst part? Kyra is trapped between hatred and the twisted, suffocating comfort only they can give.

"Never in my life did I think I'd be an actual father, maybe... but I never imagined I'd lose everything I ever knew and cared about-friends, everything. I don't exactly remember what happened, but I have to get myself together in this new world." This story blends angst, comedy, and fluff, capturing Phighting X ShedletSky's emotional journey. discontinued by the past creator of this fanfic, I am retelling and remaking it-credits to jantior57 for the original inspiration.

Reki felt guilty for leaving Langa that way. If only his jealousy hadn't overcome him, Reki might have been able to tell Langa. He would've been able to tell him that he was leaving. He would've been able to tell him that they might not see each other again. Langa couldn't believe Reki had felt Okinawa without saying a word to him. If only he had the courage to talk to him before he left. Maybe, if Langa had stepped up and ended the fight, Reki would've told him. Maybe, Reki would've never left in the first place. The "if only's" the two teen boys held when thinking about each other built up day by day. Those thoughts circling through their head constantly. The only things they wish they could've done before separating for the final time.

America does something crazy. Risking her life, she becomes Kriss' and Maxon's surrogate. America realizes that her love for Maxon causes her to do such a thing, but she also does it for the person who protected her time and time again. 9 months of pain for her and a lifetime of happiness for him was everything she ever wanted, despite the pain that she would go through, it would be worth it.

When seventeen year old Nat Barker is told that she's going to be sent to Military school if she doesn't clean up her act, she decides that doing her homework doesn't seem like such a bad idea after all. But that was before her arch nemesis Morgan Paine declares a Prank War. Suddenly Nat is forced into sneaking around and pulling anonymous pranks, trying desperately not to get caught for fear of saluting in horrid camouflage jumpsuits. But with Morgan and his cronies doing everything in their power to catch her out red handed, will she be safe from her parents cruel punishment? And more importantly, who will win the prank war?

A collection of poetry that I write, just simple poetry.

Dominik and Sophie have had feelings for each other since the 1st grade. Although Sophie has much MUCH stronger feelings for Dominik then he does for her. But one specific time,the one terrible day,Sophie realizes what kind of person Dominik really is. This is my story. Slow updates. Please don't copy. Enjoy! And Gracias for reading:)

Title: You're to Blame

This is the life story of a 17 year old girl named Taylor. *WARNING* STORY MENTIONS SUICIDE, DOMESTIC VIOLENCE AND DEPRESSION. NONE OF WHICH IS TAKEN LIGHTLY. IT IS NOT MEANT TO OFFEND.

A girl, who after years of torment for something that wasn't her fault, finally understands the meaning of it all.

Caramel x Lucianne

You sit. And you stare in your mirror. What do you see? Do you see yourself? Or do you see someone else. Who are you? Do you know anymore.....?

Read it from bottom to top, top to bottom - It's all about getting the message

"My hands and face were caked with dirt and grime. I was entranced by the person that I had become. What happened?" Don't blame others for your mistakes. Take responsibility for your actions. Searching for a djinn reminds a traveler of the hardships that brought them there. Original flash fiction written for College Prep English Class.

Things @JeremyBinks227 has said randomly during class.

Testing out my snazzy new keyboard. Ended up writing about isolation.

Our human nature loves to play blame each other, what do you think about the storyline? Do we need to blame the mother for not thoroughly checking on her daughter, and was too busy for making living? Or perhaps, is Eve the one who selfish for only thinking about herself, not realizing there are people loving her? I hope the short story above can help others to reflect.

"If I could rewrite history, I'd erase the day I met him. I would never make our paths cross. That way I would never hurt him and I would never lose him." ~maniac_lunatic

❝It wasn't your kind of freedom, or my kind of freedom, but it was his.❞