Desperation Novels & Stories

She grabbed the Chipotle bag from me eating away. "No eating on the job Ms. Yu." Snapped a man with a heavy British accent. I looked up seeing a handsome man who looked in his early twenties. He had dirty curly messy blonde hair sharp features and bright hazel eyes. "Andrei, I'm starving right now—" "I am Mr. Swansea to you, and I don't give a damn if you are hungry. The ice ball is in two days and I don't have time for this." He grabbed the Chipotle and throws it in the garbage can, then marched off.

Lesley screamed and writhed in pain as she lay on the dirty and muddy ground. "We witnessed how depressed Avery became when she heard about you and Sir Kieran. She cried almost every night! Do you know how much it hurt for us, who regarded her as our family?!" Gracy shouted, kicking her leg. "That's why you should just disappear!" Ella added. Gracy stomped on her head and then smiled like a mad woman. "Desperationis. That's what my power is called, which means despair. Because for the next few days, you will slowly be swallowed up by depression. You will think of nothing but negative things. You will cry every day. You will lose your appetite for everything un

I don’t want to lose him. I went inside my house, it felt so cold like a dead cold. It didn’t feel like a house, it felt like a cabin with no warmth, and with the warmth, I don’t mean heat, I mean heat. Today is proving to be the worst day of my life. I sat over the floor and my eyes were oozing out of tears. I can't believe what's happening with my life. The person that I love is leaving me, I have no idea about my family my papa. Nobody loves me. I feel like giving up my life. It's been a tragic day. I was crying and crying and crying, then a message popped up on my phone. It was papa

The kind that keeps you moving while quietly hollowing you out, one is the fastest road to exhaustion, while the other is to numbness and even depression. The first thing desperation does is make you quiet! Not the dramatic kind of quiet, not screaming into the night or crying where someone might hear you type but It’s the kind where you learn how to suffer silently. Where you become careful, Calculating. It’s where you learn how to swallow panic until it burns the back of your throat leaving you to pretend that you’re fine while something inside you rots slowly. Desperation teaches you restraint. It teaches you endurance, It te

Out of sheer desperation, I start to yell. “Marlowe!” I call his name again and again, each time my voice disappearing into the thick, humid air. All the night songs cease, and everything listens to my calls, the desperate baying of a wounded animal. I drop to my knees in the dirt. I realize then that he’s not here. No one could live in this place, this dead, awful place, not even him. The despair that sweeps over me is so total I am physically weakened by it. I put my forehead to the ground.

“Don't come near me, because I don't think twice and I swear I'll shoot Camille in the head” Andy please let us go, he is capable, let us go my love, I will always carry you in my mind, but let us go, don't put our lives at risk anymore, I beg you- Camille's voice was completely broken, her desperation to be free She was affected by this situation, the cramps in her belly were increasing more and more, but it was not the time of delivery and that was worrying her, but she knew that nothing could be done to deal with this situation.

I implore you, lend me your ear," he gasped, his voice saturated with an overwhelming sense of desperation. In the depths of my despair, I found myself wandering aimlessly through the labyrinthine corridors of life. The path I once tread with certainty had become obscured, leaving me adrift in a sea of uncertainty. Yet, amidst the shadows that threatened to consume me, a flicker of hope remained, a glimmer of goodness that refused to be extinguished. Oh, In the depths of despair, she pleaded for assistance, her voice trembling with desperation. "Help me find it again," she implored, her eyes filled with a flicker of hope amidst

Despair! My heart and my entire body shudder at the word despair. Despair as of today elevates the meaning that term has in my life. Never since my family went through financial difficulties and Christina, Jennifer's mother, helped us a lot did I not feel the weight of despair. I feel desperate not to have my wife with me always. I feel frantic that my children may not have a mother. I feel desperate not to live with Selena by my side.

My mind is a tumultuous storm of negative thoughts, questioning if they’ve deserted me in this challenging time, just like others have in the past when I needed them the most. A sense of despair washes over me, and I find myself questioning my worth. If they’ve indeed abandoned me, then I yearn for divine intervention. The thought of continuing to live in this state is unbearable; I yearn for release. The heartache and suffering are too much for me to bear. What did I do to deserve this?

“I think I’m desperate for company.” His eye narrows. “You say desperate as if it’s a bad feeling.” A hollow laugh escapes me. “And it is not?” “I think desperation reveals what we want the most, but can’t have. We all need someone to lay beside at nights. If you need that too, why be ashamed of admitting it?” he pauses, stepping closer, his gaze assessing me. “That makes us less beasts and more humans—as much as we try to put ourselves above their species, we feel emotions at a far greater depth. And it weakens us, certainly, but when we finally get what we so desperately want? That is… indescribable.”