Oxygen Stories

Eighteen-year-old Feenix DeSuza has a secret. Inside his hidden terrarium, he's discovered something that could doom his entire colony: Earth's oxygen will run out by winter. But when Feenix tries to warn them, nobody listens. Instead, his colony turns against him, and he's exiled into a world where every breath could be his last. His only hope is the one person he should never trust-a sworn enemy feared as a cannibal fiend. Gidget. Forced to follow her deep into the dead air in pursuit of a mysterious signal, Feenix expects betrayal, bloodshed, and probably to end up as dinner. What he doesn't expect is to discover that there's far more to Gidget than the monster he's been taught to fear. Together they are humanity's last hope. And its final breath.

Just stories writen from promts that are either for this genre or gave me ideas for this type of thing. I will put the promt or inspiration in the begining so that if you want to try it you can.

Love knows no gender(っ˘з(˘⌣˘ ) . Here's a story that tells us about love, fate and destiny. There's one who doesn't believe in love and destiny but the other has all his faith in love and destiny. Studying in The States for more than 20 years Solo has now returned back to his motherland to take over his father's company. On the other hand we have Guitar a very diligent kid who lives with his grandmother after his parents left him to be an orphan at a very young age. . We also have MY FAVOURITE COUPLE "THARN & TYPE" , like yes there's no way I'll be leaving them aside. . And yes here's another thing This story was accidentally deleted by be me. Yes I am stupid I know 눈_눈. There was supposed to be a character sketch but I'm just skipping that part. . So yeah, enjoy reading (づ￣ 3￣)づ

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What happens when you die but your family isn't ready to let go?

A poem to express what the defeated cannot, here in America.

My oxygen is a poem enriched with literary devices. Enjoy this theatrical tell tale poem.

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Letters to his Guardian Angel ✉️ This is a series of letters to a Guardian Angel written by a boy called Seth. He has lost the love of his life and is struggling with dealing. But he needs to learn that you can fall in love more than once and he shares his journey with his Guardian Angel. He meets a girl, one that just may be able to help him take deep breath again.