Restless Stories

Adam Newman makes one decision that's changes his whole life for the better. Sally Spectra who is left broken hearted doesn't realize on one of the scariest days of her life.She sent an angel who heals her,and she heals him as well

This is my first post I'm a bit rusty so don't judge and I'm just here to have fun

Rose and Jack's thoughts as they lay in bed after dancing together below decks. Titanic.

This is where my restless self takes me. The deepest and darkest corner of my mind. AN : Don't be a silent reader, vote and comment. This is mainly prose.

A book dedicated to a ruthless yet caring friend named Jax. Happy New Year bro.

📘 Book Description - Broken Beyond By Kenny Ojedele Makinde How do you heal when the world rips everything from you-and leaves you shattered? Nineteen-year-old Chidera once lived a life of luxury, love, and laughter. But when a brutal accident claims her parents and exposes the cruel betrayal of a trusted uncle, her world collapses in a single breath. Left with nothing but pain and the responsibility of her two younger sisters, Chidera is thrust into a city that doesn't care if she breaks-or burns. Struggling with grief, isolation, and a haunting sense of injustice, she turns to the only solace she can find: the dark corners of the internet. There, she meets a mysterious figure known only as @NobodyKnows-a person who feeds her rage, fans her pain, and slowly draws her into a spiral of dangerous choices. As her life unravels, Chidera must face the darkness within herself and confront the reality of how far she's willing to go to survive-and what it will cost her soul. Broken Beyond is a raw, emotional, and hauntingly beautiful story of trauma, betrayal, sisterhood, and the quiet strength that emerges from pain. It's for anyone who has ever been lost, lied to, or left behind... and still found a reason to keep going.

A narrow grave reveals a skeleton lying above a bottomless void. Strange knocks echo from the depths, the ground shifts, and by morning a man is gone-leaving only the skeleton's new position, its hands clawing toward the surface as something breathes below.

A cursed skeleton bound by corroded ropes lies buried in silence, its spirit eternally suffocated-any who disturb it risk being ensnared by the same unending torment.

When the crimson-stained bones of the Red Lady are unearthed from Paviland Cave, strange hums, vanishing archaeologists, and spreading red dust reveal that the ancient burial was never meant to be disturbed. The color of life becomes the mark of something awakening beneath the earth.

In the frozen Yukon, miners uncover a perfectly preserved baby mammoth from the permafrost-but as the ice thaws, something ancient and restless awakens beneath the tundra, hungering for the warmth that disturbed its eternal sleep.

A cursed pharaoh awakens from his tomb, hunting down the explorers who dared disturb his eternal rest, leaving only silence and sand to conceal the horror.

BANG. That was your neighbor, your best friend throughout your whole life. Once a week, past midnight, all is silent except for the incoherent yelling, shots fired every second, almost as if people die on a schedule. Whether it's two miles south of you or right outside your door. As soon as daylight arrives, all is silent. You don't trust the silence, so you stay in bed. Most people would rather die than feel the pain come shooting at you. Some don't stay in bed. Some would rather die than live here so badly that they go outside. Not a single person is seen outside after sunset without a death wish. It's worse when it's not you, however. Your family, siblings, pets; you have to live without them. That smoke? Your parents have been crying ever since you noticed it. There are many different fires, some that we don't even know about because, by the time everyone gets there to see what happened, it's gone. Disappeared without a trace. Somehow it hasn't come to the center of the city, only on the outer areas. I have to live here. I have to deal with all of this. I call it... Heat Death. However. There is something creeping when the smoke has cleared. I don't know what, but I can feel it. I swear, the world is slowly crumbling beneath us.

Why is this happening to me? It started out as a tragic story. Her tragic story. How could I let her turn it into my own demise? (Cover @sakshi16)

A bound mummy with grotesquely elongated claws escapes its sealed chamber beneath Guanajuato, leaving claw marks, vanished workers, and creeping shadows as it relearns the hunt it was restrained from centuries ago.

As the devil came knocking on my door

An unearthed skeleton begins shifting on its own, haunting the archaeologist who studies it until she vanishes, leaving behind only a warning that it waits for her to look away.

"In a marriage neither of them asked for, can love ever be anything but a dangerous mistake? "Two couples. Four hearts tangled in fate, family, and forbidden choices. Anvi and Ayansh: She's a wildfire-bold, defiant, and unafraid to fight for what feels right. He's ice-controlled, distant, and bound by duty more than desire. Their marriage was scripted long before they ever met, a contract sealed in family blood rather than emotion. But when fury meets frost, sparks ignite. Between sharp words and aching silences, Anvi starts to see the man behind Ayansh's armor-flawed, fierce, and impossibly magnetic. And Ayansh? He's learning that even the strongest walls crumble when the heart decides to fight back. Tara and Aariv: She's the quiet warmth everyone leans on-true, devoted, and burdened by love that asks for too much. He's the charming storm-reckless, wounded, and running from everything real. Aariv is the kind of danger Tara swore she'd never fall for, but fate has other plans. Their connection is both poison and cure-unspoken, undeniable, and intoxicating enough to ruin them both. "Bonds We Never Chose" is a slow-burn romance woven with heartbreak, longing, and the fragile hope that love can bloom even in the most impossible places. When duty collides with desire and silence becomes louder than truth, these four souls must decide -will they surrender to the bonds they never chose, or fight for the ones their hearts refuse to forget?

This is the second volume of the original volume 'Poetry-Youth.' This volume highlights, through poems, the effects of the negative aspects of young years, like, stress, depression, anxiety, absence of love.

A mass grave of shackled skeletons uncovered beneath modern Athens awakens a lingering darkness, as the disturbed dead stir beneath the city's bright facade.

Lost and lonely I was taken.... to a place that was forsaken...