Tragic Stories

Title 2: I Wanted the Wolf King, but I Got the Warmaster Before the Fall. Transmigrating into the most despair-inducing Underhive wastes of the 41st Millennium, Kaelen, a mere mortal, thought his days were numbered. When his cheat system finally activated, he prayed for one thing: Just give me Leman Russ. I need the Wolf King to survive! [Ding! System error. Target locked: Davin. Salvaging soul...] Instead of the loyalist Wolf, a dying giant crashed before him, his soul teetering on the edge of Chaos corruption. It was the Warmaster himself. Horus Lupercal. Staring at the tragic, uncorrupted demigod covered in scars, Kaelen went completely silent. "Horus," Kaelen sighed, pushing up his goggles. "Your father is a corpse on a golden toilet, your brothers have all gone insane, and the Imperium is a rotten hell-hole." Horus: "...?" No divine bloodlines. No genetic enhancements. Just a mortal commander armed with future knowledge, a glitchy system, and the most powerful Primarch in history serving as his loyal sword. If the galaxy is broken, they will carve a bloody path from the Underhive to Holy Terra to fix it. 🩸 [The Ultimate Fix-It]: Erasing the tragedy of the Heresy. Horus never falls, and the traitors will bleed. 🧠 [Mortal Domination]: Watch arrogant Space Marines and Chaos Daemons experience absolute cognitive shock when outsmarted by Kaelen's ruthless modern strategies. ⚔️ [Purging the Dogma]: Slashing heretics, kicking the Golden Throne, and reviving the Emperor's true dream. 👑 [Building a New Order]: From a desperate survivor to the shadow ruler of the Indomitus Crusade.

Whispers of wafa Series- Book 1 "nhi nhi .......Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh .........Love you can't leave me like this......please please look I am your Aruu.....please jaan look at me please"Aryan was screaming out of his lungs and try to wake her up but....... * * * "Ajj tumhari wajah sein meri zindagi nark baan chuki hain.....kyun aye tum meri Zindagi main.....mein aise hi khush thi"Then she left(Bcoz of you today my life becomes hell.....why did you come in my life......I was happy being like this)."Tumhe main Apna banakar hi rahunga"Said Aayan With smirk(I will make you mine). * * * "kyun Bhagwan ji kyun.....mujhe laga ki woh mujhse pyaar karta hain lekin........."(why god why .....i thought he love me but.....)She said while Joint her hands before Statue of lord Krishna."Tumhe main Dharti Pe hi nark ka swaad dilaunga"(i will make you taste the Hell in earth )Said Ahaan while sipping drink from glass and looking at a picture frame where a girl was chuckling. * * * "Tum jante hoon na ki main tumse kitna pyaar karta hoon per phir bhi yeh judaai kyun......kyun kyun kyun"(you know ryt that i love you then why this separation why......why why why)said Ayush while punching on the wall."Kyunki tumne mujhse mera sab kuch chhin liya hain Ayush Singh Rathore and I will not spare you"(bcoz you snach everything from me Ayush Singh Rathore and i will not leave you )She said. *************** *************** *************** ~Aryan×Roohanika. ~Aayan×Rahanika. ~Ahaan×Lavanya. ~Ayush×Aliena. CEO×LAWYER. CEO×SURGEON. LAWYER×PROFESSOR. BUSINESS MAN×P.A.

ماذا لو كان انعدامُ الثقةِ وتصديقُ العين على حساب حدسٍ لامس الحقيقة حتّى جفا، الذّنبَ الحقيقيّ لا الخطيئةَ المُقترفة؟ ماذا لو اختلطت عليكَ الحقيقةُ بالكذبِ فأوديتَ بدمكَ لتهلكةٍ كمن يختارُ الجحيمَ على نعيمٍ وسطَ الدُّنا؟ شخصانِ، أحدُهما وُضعَ أمام خيارين لا ثالث لهما؛ التخلي عن هوسهِ بعشقٍ سكن الفؤادَ دهرًا، أو... تدميرُ عائلتينِ بقوّةٍ عُظمى... فما كان اختيارهُ إلّا أن تمسّكَ خالقًا محجرَا! محجرًا آثرَهُ على الحُبورِ، صانعًا دُمًى بروحٍ تتآكلُ متوجّعة... ثلاثةٌ هم وُلدوا أحرارًا، ثمّ بعد ذلك سُجنوا... كان لكلٍّ منهم حكايةٌ، ولكلٍّ قفصه... واحدٌ صُنعَ بالزجاجِ ليخنقَهُ شكلُهُ، والثاني من ذهبٍ مرصّعٍ بدمٍ ليس لهُ، والثالثُ من أشواكٍ زهورُها ذبُلَت، وأجسادٍ روحُها أفلَت، فظلّ الألمُ وغابَ الأمان حكايةُ ضياعٍ خلقَها ماضٍ بينَ اثنينِ باسمِ النّبلِ، الهوسِ، الخطيئةِ، الموتِ والألم... بدايةُ نهايةٍ أعطيتُها لكم؛ ما بعدَ الحربِ...، وما قبلَ السلام بقلم: عازفة الشجن.. ¹⁹²⁴.🪽

You've always worked hard to make a difference. To be seen by your parents, your peers, your teachers. But it was like nothing ever came out of the hard work. No one truly saw your suffering. Your cravings for validation. Until someone did.

⚠️Warning, I tend to experience the story with my readers, meaning i have no idea what this story will entail 100% but one thing is for sure, its fnaf. Expect violence and strong topics. And lots of swearing.⚠️ ~~~~~~~~~~~ Turning 18 y/n is finally free of the horrid environment of the group home shes lived at since she was 13. However left with no life skills and barely enough money to afford an apartment, she struggles to get her life started. Searching endlessly for a job only to be accepted as a security guard for a pizza place just on the outskirts of town. Despite its shady 'no experience needed' she has no choice but to take what she can get if she wants to live under a roof and begin her search for her father. Her only clue being her birth certificate with only his first name being visible still. However she discovers that maybe this new job of hers might just be the what she needs to find her father, but with the dangers it holds, she begins to wonder if finding her father is worth the risk of her life. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cover not made by me, but the mentions will be in the before i begin page. Enjoy and read at your own risk.

[COMPLETED ✅] Kim Jisoo spent ten years turning herself into a weapon: the youngest executive director in her firm's history, an empire built entirely out of spite, one perfect promotion at a time. She told herself it was ambition. It was actually a decade-long argument with a girl who was never in the room to hear it. Then Kim Jennie walks through the door of their ten-year reunion, and every account Jisoo has been settling in her head for 3,650 days comes due at once. One night. One diner booth at 2 a.m. One confession neither of them survives unchanged.

After their hometown, Callineth, is destroyed without warning, Warui and his two childhood friends, Chena and River, are left stranded across the border with nothing but each other. Desperate for food, shelter, and a future, they join a military training program. Years later, a dispute over one soldier threatens to turn the country's own institutions against each other. A military operation that should have ended when the fighting stopped instead becomes the beginning of a crisis spreading far beyond the battlefield as it introduces unknown enemies moving within the country itself. Caught between institutions that no longer agree who the enemy is, Warui, Chena, and River must decide what loyalty means when serving the country that gave them a future and protecting the people beside them are no longer the same thing. And the questions they carried out of Callineth have never gone away.

Blood on the walls. A hole the size of a washing machine. David is dead on the kitchen floor, his chest caved in, and Matteo's mother is looking at her son like he's a monster. Twelve hours earlier, it was a normal morning. Cream cheese on a bagel, a varsity jersey hung on a chair, and a mother calling her son the best kid on the planet. Then a floorboard creaks. David wakes up, cracks a morning beer, and demands eggs. The house holds its breath, and Matteo leaves without a word. At school, the routine offers no escape. Matteo watches Sarah light up for Derek-the effortless senior who kisses her, claims her, and disappears into the crowd. But Jimmy, a scrawny freshman, is still there. Still talking to her. Still taking up space. The jealousy that started with Derek finds a smaller, reachable target. Sarah tries to introduce them. Jimmy tells him to chill. Matteo doesn't think. He just reacts.

In a world where your mana type defines your destiny, seventeen-year-old Julio Caylen Corazon is a boy trapped by expectation. Born with potent Nature Powers, the society of the Lands has already written his future: he is a "Support Type"-destined to stay behind the front lines, healing the wounds of true heroes. But Julio isn't content with being a shadow. Defying the elders and his own lineage, he sets his sights on becoming a Warrior. His opportunity arrives when news of the Mana Crystal Rush sweeps across the ocean. On a distant, untamed continent where every mercenary and sellsword is hunting for fortune and power, Julio sees a different kind of prize. He isn't going for the gold. He isn't going for the fame. Julio is heading into the heart of the "New World" to test his vines against the Native Killers-monstrous guardians and lethal warriors who have never been defeated. In a land where only the strong survive, can a "support" boy turn his roots into a weapon and prove that nature doesn't just heal-it hunts?

They say that the familiarity of finding someone again tackles within ourselves, the ache of what it could be and what it will be. Breyia is just a normal person who struggles in life, she's considered as the black sheep of the family and yet she has so many talents in herself, on the other hand Jefferson has the almost perfect life yet it was taken by him in just a thin air. What if these two souls met at the right time and at the right place but some bond in the past has been awakened, will she choose to chase him as she promised? will he still run away from her? from everything? or will they both choose each other in this timeline? Abangan! Date created: December 08, 2025 Date finished:

Follow the story of a boy in a post apocalyptic world trying to survive the monsters and the people around him at this point there's not that much of a difference between people and monsters because survival will turn anybody into a shell of their former self and in this world, when nothing remains, what does remain is forced to fight for their lives. Young 16 year-old Graffiti (I know dumb name) is thrown out and forced into this chaotic world, where he must find new people and create new bonds to survive.

Z1LLA got everything he ever wanted. The wins. The spotlight. The future he fought for. So why does it feel like he lost the only thing that mattered? After walking away from the biggest opportunity of his career, Z1LLA tries to rebuild a life outside the game-but silence follows him everywhere. The kind he chose. The kind she left behind. Amara is gone. No messages. No explanations. No way back. But moving on isn't as simple as letting go. Haunted by everything he didn't say, Z1LLA lingers at the edges of her world, searching for answers he may not deserve-through stolen glimpses, unanswered questions, and the one person standing between them. Because some silences aren't empty. They're intentional. And the closer he gets to the truth, the more he realizes-this might not be a story about winning her back. It might be about learning why he lost her in the first place. Request Backup! is a story about regret, restraint, and the cost of waiting too long to speak. Told from Z1LLA's perspective, it explores what happens after the breaking point-when winning doesn't feel like victory, and the one thing worth fighting for is the one thing you're no longer sure you're allowed to reach.

For eight years, Sofia Hong has poured her soul onto canvas and photography, portraits that aren't just paintings and images but fragments of dreams, glimpses of emotions that have lingered like ghosts in her mind. Faces she's never met yet somehow knows. Each stroke of her brush is an attempt to understand, to capture something just out of reach. Then, she meets him. Xavier Xu, a renowned collector, is a man of influence and mystery. But when he looks at her work, it's not admiration in his eyes. It's recognition. Because he's seen these faces before. The same dreams. The same visions. For years, she thought these images belonged only to her. But now, standing before Xavier Xu, Sofia wonders, what does it mean? And more importantly why him?

lily is a girl who has had it hard her whole life but for a second she has it all her happy family happpy life the guys she loves the most and everything. or does she.

The princess wasn't trained to lead armies nor command troops. Her only role is to marry well, bear heirs for the throne and see her people bow not to her, but to a king who never cares for her kingdom. "You shall be next in line," The Queen spoke coldly. "Lead a war. Kill your brother if you must." Nyxara stared at her mother in horror. These were words spoken by someone who had birthed the prince herself. Yet now she commanded his death without remorse. "I've made an unforgivable mistake. I must admit, but you... you must never be the same as me, Nyxara." Mother's voice cracked. "You are so much more than any men in this castle." Mother was trying to be stoic as always, but it is almost painful to watch her hides everything. "Do not marry Thaddeus. Kill Vaemond." "Own the throne." START: 7/9/2026 END: -

A strange man whose life is run by his reputation as a stone cold killer, with no limits, is in danger of his own men when his life gets turned upside down by the information of his own family. A slave boy whose only goal is to be free and find love, chances upon him and together they learn what it means to endure a life governed by rules and judgments. Will they learn how to live apart after they find themselves wanting each other? Or will the past make them hate each other for the rest of their lives? {this story is made to be historical fiction and based in ancient china in the The Shu-Han Empire (221-263) }

"'𝙲𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝙸'𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎," - ℛ𝓊𝓉𝒽 ℬ °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𝗜𝗻 𝗪𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 Miyako, a young girl alone in the world trains to become a Ninja. She does not believe in needing anyone; a somewhat problematic flaw that she has a hard time getting rid of. She has issues with letting people too close, as well as extreme trust issues. She posses a Tailed Beast she doesn't want, being left alone as the last few of her Clan, and doesn't remember how to not feel numb. Eventually, when she gets assigned a team, a friendship bonds quietly between two with much in common... Re-write of my series, On Our Way To A Smile. It will combine Smile and Star. [Sasuke Uchiha x OC]

I loved her. And perhaps, that was my greatest sin. Loving her cost me everything-the life I knew, the person I used to be, and eventually, her. So I left. I left without looking back, hoping that distance would erase the memories, that time would make me forget the girl whose eyes I should have never allowed myself to fall into. But if I could go back to the day I first saw her, knowing everything I know now, I would have walked away. I would have looked somewhere else. I would have kept my distance. I would have never let myself love her. Because maybe, if I had... she was the most beautiful mistake I had ever made...

The world has ended. One hundred fifty years ago, a mysterious figure known as the Necromancer released his hordes of Nightspawn upon the world. Now, humanity has been pushed back to the Citadel, a towering five level fortress built into the side of a mountain that contains the last vestige of a once great civilization. For the people inside, it's the only world they've ever known, but as one adventurous Squad of soldiers attempts to venture beyond those walls of safety, the politics inside the tower, come crumbling down.

"The Eye That Sees Death" "What the Hell?" "So-why do you want to write a farewell message now when you're still healthy and alive? Or is there something we're missing?" Aria asked, seeking clarification. Kim Eunsu didn't answer right away. Instead, the corners of her lips lifted slightly, forming a faint, deeply mysterious smile. Oh, he's handsome too! Aishh- Eunsu leaned forward slightly toward the table. "Because I feel.." Kim Eunsu lowered her voice, locking her gaze completely on Aria. "..you've already seen my death, Seo Aria-ssi." Kim Eunsu smiled slightly. "But I'm still alive, right?" "Yes, but you told me to write a eulogy for your death," Aria stated firmly. "Because I'm supposed to be dead!" Eunsu replied. • • • Did she really see that man's death? Or was there a secret she needed to know? The same vision, over and over! The same tragedy. The same man. The same death. So who exactly is this man? And if Aria had ever known him... "Why can't her own brain remember him!" ••• Start June 2026- Ongoing © 2026 ShiAizel. All Rights Reserved.