Tarot Stories

Clara believed in signs. In cards. In the quiet wisdom they whispered when life felt uncertain. Every choice she made - from love to career - was guided by her tarot deck. But what happens when the cards reveal a path she isn't ready to take? A story of fate, courage, and the fragile line between guidance and obsession.

A shadow of impersonation brought calamity, a monster whose smile was ruin, stealing the Lifespans of humankind and plunging countless souls into terror. Year One: a young man shattered the Serpent of Death's peril, saving friends, school, and washing away injustice. Year Two: he freed the wrongfully imprisoned, tearing open shadowed dungeons. But the Wheel of Mystery spun on. A name surfaced: Tristan. The Origin? Lost within fate's labyrinth, unable to find the way home. Then He returned-not to conquer, but to protect Hogwarts, a fortress for wizard friends. Beneath the Sorting Hat, a power awoke to shatter the very monsters born there. Corridors flared; the eternal night dissolved. The Great Hall bells pealed-a hymn of victory or a funeral dirge? Yet evil persisted. The Sword of the Future pressed close. The Wheel of Fate shifted, fusing iron and steel for a new destiny. Would Tristan, the lost one, behold the splendor or be the sacrificial offering? Amid the ruins, beneath the frigid gaze of extinguished worlds, I stepped through the Door of the Void. Only Will endured, stitching torn memory. In the vast silence, between dream and waking, I was reborn. Not as the one who fell, but as a new existence, tempered from a flickering ember of Destiny. Sybill Patricia Trelawney Written in trance, beneath the Astronomical Tower June 4th, 2025

Exousia Potentia "Double Power," is nothing like her occultist mom, The High-Priestess. Instead of running the world of Tarot as the next High Priestess in charge of keeping the major and minor arcana in check, she would rather be a fool living a life without the legacy of the Arcana, in a royal entourage.

"I have accompanied Vanille for over 20 decades in a diversity of semblances in the rapture of entertaining myself with mundane affairs. And she remained a faithful devotee till the end." -The eternal lord of dark. Meet Vanilla Scorpio, the woman who will haunt your dreams. However sweet her name may sound, her essence is of death. If you love an archaic mystery that includes vintage manors and antique objects then perhaps you'd consider laying your eyes on this name. Not just any ancient beauty. She's Vanilla Scorpio. She loves crows and belladonna. Be safe with that drink in your hands. Who knows what's in there? #gothic-romance #ancient-horror #macabre #necromancer #bizarre #victorian #vintage #dark-magic #death #archaic #16th Century #european

Writing by Burmese... Sky Wongravee x Nani Hirunkit By DAOFA

48-year-old Ariella Sawyer is living a mundane life. Being the owner of a metaphysical shop left to her by her deceased mother, she spends her days trying to entice customers. She is on the brink of losing everything until she meets a man who claims to be the Greek God, Morpheus and offers her the opportunity to revisit certain milestones of her life where she can make different decisions which will benefit her future. But is the God all he seems or is there more to him than meets the eye?

This is the firth installment of my Abersoch mystery series.

No one knows why children are vanishing in Whitworth, or why they disappear near Healey Dell. Does Fairies Chapel hold more than just beauty? Are the tales of fairies, wishes, and ancient music true? As a haunting melody lures them in, will anyone return? Or are they lost forever? Inspired by the Lancashire folklore of Healey Dell, eerie, enchanted spaces, and the Pied Piper of Hamelin.

When the ALDC girls took on Booty Camp, they bit off more than they could chew.

The Wheel of Fortune screeched to a halt, sparks flying and fouling the air. The enormous mechanism that had turned since the beginning of time stopped. Whether it had ever stopped before, no one remembered. The needle on the Wheel shuddered and stopped, pointing at a golden horned mask. "DEVIL" The palace went dark. The city behind it sank into shadow.

A shadow of impersonation brought calamity, a monster whose smile was ruin, stealing the Lifespans of humankind and plunging countless souls into terror. Year One: a young man shattered the Serpent of Death's peril, saving friends, school, and washing away injustice. Year Two: he freed the wrongfully imprisoned, tearing open shadowed dungeons. But the Wheel of Mystery spun on. A name surfaced: Tristan. The Origin? Lost within fate's labyrinth, unable to find the way home. Then He returned-not to conquer, but to protect Hogwarts, a fortress for wizard friends. Beneath the Sorting Hat, a power awoke to shatter the very monsters born there. Corridors flared; the eternal night dissolved. The Great Hall bells pealed-a hymn of victory or a funeral dirge? Yet evil persisted. The Sword of the Future pressed close. The Wheel of Fate shifted, fusing iron and steel for a new destiny. Would Tristan, the lost one, behold the splendor or be the sacrificial offering? Amid the ruins, beneath the frigid gaze of extinguished worlds, I stepped through the Door of the Void. Only Will endured, stitching torn memory. In the vast silence, between dream and waking, I was reborn. Not as the one who fell, but as a new existence, tempered from a flickering ember of Destiny. Sybill Patricia Trelawney Written in trance, beneath the Astronomical Tower June 4th, 2025

It all started with a confession. They vowed to love each other for the rest of their lives. To be with each other's side through thick and thin. They will be each other's happiness and strength. They will be the best couple to ever live on Earth. A sweet promise of a four year old lad to his mother's friend daughter. But many years had past. They grew up. They met a lot of people. They got mature. They become strangers. Where did their sweet promise to love each other forever go? Was it buried in the past already? How? How did they end up as strangers? That was her question.

My brief summary of each story grew too lengthy for this space. Please see the Story Descriptions chapter for more details. Werewolves, Tarot, a Firestarter, a Vampire, and more!

By: Akari Rosalina Susman

Agent 47 can't forget the tarot card reading he barely paid attention to while blending in. Years later, he finds meaning in these three cards.

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|| ONC 2019 OVERALL THIRD PLACE WINNER || Every card has a meaning, but not all are pleasant. Siobhan Brady is a Tarot reader, a profession that called to her ever since she was young. So when the same card begins to repeatedly present itself during her daily personal readings, her intuition tells her there's something greater at play than just a random draw. But when the mysterious MacKenzie Stewart crosses her path, Siobhan realizes the cards weren't lying, and soon finds herself in the middle of a deadly spread where not even Fate can determine the outcome. ---------- Entered into the Open Novella Contest 2019 Suspense Fiction Prompt #6 - Tarot ONC Round One Qualifier - 02.12.19 ONC Round Two Qualifier - 03.13.19 ONC Round Three Qualifier (Long List) - 04.18.19 ONC Short List - 04.28.19 ONC Overall Third Place Winner - 07.03.19 Cover by Lucy Rhodes ©2019 M.Dalto Published to Wattpad 01.01.19 Completed 04.02.19

A shadow of impersonation brought calamity, a monster whose smile was ruin, stealing the Lifespans of humankind and plunging countless souls into terror. Year One: a young man shattered the Serpent of Death's peril, saving friends, school, and washing away injustice. Year Two: he freed the wrongfully imprisoned, tearing open shadowed dungeons. But the Wheel of Mystery spun on. A name surfaced: Tristan. The Origin? Lost within fate's labyrinth, unable to find the way home. Then He returned-not to conquer, but to protect Hogwarts, a fortress for wizard friends. Beneath the Sorting Hat, a power awoke to shatter the very monsters born there. Corridors flared; the eternal night dissolved. The Great Hall bells pealed-a hymn of victory or a funeral dirge? Yet evil persisted. The Sword of the Future pressed close. The Wheel of Fate shifted, fusing iron and steel for a new destiny. Would Tristan, the lost one, behold the splendor or be the sacrificial offering? Amid the ruins, beneath the frigid gaze of extinguished worlds, I stepped through the Door of the Void. Only Will endured, stitching torn memory. In the vast silence, between dream and waking, I was reborn. Not as the one who fell, but as a new existence, tempered from a flickering ember of Destiny. Sybill Patricia Trelawney Written in trance, beneath the Astronomical Tower June 4th, 2025

[On the longlist] A reaper. A red scythe. A cauldron of souls. Elise Amor is a tarot card reader and has seen this tarot card in her dreams for months - the only problem? The card doesn't exist. The real question is why she then finds the card tattooed on a man she has never seen before. This so-called man goes by the name of Damien, who is in fact a deviant reaper and harvests the souls of the rich for his own intentions. He approaches Elise for a reading to find out if he will succeed in his endeavours, and although she confirms that he will succeed in his venture, the cards also give a warning. But Damien refuses to listen. It isn't long before the dangers that the cards foretold pull Elise into Damien's troubles. ____________________________________________ Cover was made by @dreamtastic ! :D

A guide to using the Tarot as a tool in crafting characters, plots, and settings. Included are various spreads and interpretations I've come up with over the years, for use in my own projects. Any deck can be used, though I highly suggest the Rider-Waite deck for its timeless imagery. The Tarot is much more than a simple divination tool. It can be applied in many different ways by writers. My work is heavily inspired by this ancient system, and I'm pleased to share my insights with you. If you have any suggestions, or questions in general, feel free to comment! I can also do personal consultations as my time allows.