Fat Emo Novels & Stories

“Did you just talk back to me? Do you have any idea who you are talking to?” Grace stood up, she was pissed, and banged her hands on the table, looking down at Mrs. Vera. “Oh, as a matter of fact, I do know who I am talking to. A self-centered, greedy money-monger who thinks she controls the world just because she has money to flaunt.” At the corner of her eyes, she could see Jessie glancing up from her phone screen with a shocked expression, finally paying attention.

“You got so angry last time I tried.” Kelanar looks sad and nods. “Sorry, I was just frustrated.” “Maybe I was showing a little cowardice myself. Embrace the fact that you are a woman. You can’t hide it, and it does not affect you in any way that truly matters.” “ Well, like I said, I am going to show the world that I can be a warrior and a beautiful woman too. So, I think I have embraced it.” She spots the town, and it is so much bigger than she was expecting.

“Once in college, Damen and his lab partner went out on a date.” “What no! Stop!” He tried to stop her. “The girl was allergic to sunflower seeds. She didn't know it at that point. She had a severe attack after having only one bite from her salad. He got so scared. He thought she was dying, and he almost started crying.” She said between fits of laughter. “What?” Penelope laughed. Damen was so embarrassed. He covered his face with his hands. “I hate you. I hate you so much.” He shook his head. “Ah! It's fine we are all friends. And friends should know about each other's embarrassing moments.” She patted her shoulder.

I am so going to miss them. My eyes focus on the app, Beaver, the anonymous app where you can say your point and no FBI will come barging down your door. I scroll through my profile. My ID- Deevy231. I have 1k followers after I gave my opinion about senator Michings. Should I post what Kamila told me? No one will know it was me anyway. I began to type-

And I don't know but I wanted to cry my heart out as I looked at Primo's blackened hotdog, I mean the hotdog I'm frying in the pan. I felt him touch my shoulder. "Hey... What's wrong?" And he even really had the urge to ask me what the problem was! So I let go of his hold on my shoulder and faced him. "You! You are the problem, Primo! I hate you, I hate you!" I cried while slapping him, it didn't hurt him, I know that's why he just let me slap his hard chest continuously! But I think my beating was getting forceful so he gently held my wrist, to make me stop.

She's eager to fight her in any way and get revenge for what happened to her mom. "That's good. I know you could defeat her. Your anger will make you stronger day by day and you will become powerful. So powerful that not even the chosen one could defeat you!" Amira gained more self confidence after hearing what Velion told her. Without thinking that Velion is just using her and anger is not the strongest weapon in the world. For instead of making her powerful, it will slowly destroy her. ******** (Mortal World) After traveling across dimensions, Hermes finally arrived in Citrine. He did not waste time for he knows that the whole immortal world is in chaos right now and he needs the chosen on

“By fire’s light and heart’s conviction, we dedicate this Ember Circle anew.” Isabelle followed, voice resonant. “Here, we pledge to share our discoveries openly, to foster creativity and inquiry, and to honor every voice seen and unseen that has shaped our path.” She tipped the ember into the brazier; it glowed, harmonizing with votive flames lit by each member. A hush of reverence filled the hall as the flames flickered in unison. The assembled members spoke their own vows of service, scholarship, and mutual respect binding themselves not by threat, but by shared purpose.