Heavy Drama Novels & Stories

She lay there until she was sure that the person was gone. Immediately she noticed that he was outta sight, she came out from the bed with cautious steps and went outside to peep, to see what was going on. Lots of dead bodies lay on the floor, people were murdered in cold blood that brought shivers down her spine. She couldn't believe that Beta Derek was so wicked that he didn't care about shedding innocent people's blood just for the throne. I couldn't believe how much my father trusted and respected him and yet he turned out to be our worst nightmare.

Maya was in the supply room, counting soap, because apparently romance was dead but hygiene had survived and become everyone’s problem. “Bitten?” she asked. “Doesn’t look it.” “Armed?” “Knife. Bad one.” “Intent?” “Mostly desperate.” Maya put down the soap. Then Miles added, “Says his name is Dex Hartley.” For one second, the room became very still. Not outside. Outside kept being outside: wind against corrugated metal, distant dead dragging themselves through streets they no longer had appointments in, someone swearing near the water tanks because gravity remained a bastard.

Reminding me of what I did 14 years ago “Sure… but why can’t you let him meet her sister first?” “Here we go again.” He leans his head to me, hold my chin with his cold right hand and say “We do not question the command; we just do it.” With this distance, I could clearly see his deep green eyes with dark brown lining, it sparkles when he speaks even if he is angry he looks so good. His muscular chest fit his breast plate very well, on his back is a huge two-edged sword that he uses to redeem lives. He is riding on a dark shinny horse he named as Hugo.

Prince Fredrick could not be seen, just the bolt of Lightning, flashes of lighting shrieked out from the bolt as it rippled the air - beginning with Masmus it took down every Drokan Soldier in an instant. The Ramenia Knights froze in wonder and fear, for never have they beheld such a power, they went on their knees and bowed their heads in honour of being in the presence of a god. The sky suddenly lit up again as the Lightning round about Prince Fredrick's body and sword fades off, drained and perplexed, Prince Fredrick fell to the ground unconscious. BEGINNING OF THE END St. Peter’s Haven, a once prospering and beautiful Christian town lying deep in the middle-east, now sleeps as a valley o

Invent about his reputation now. When he arrived, it was too late. Everyone was dead. I can still smell the heavy scent of blood every time I think about it. It was bloody. So much blood leaked all over the town that their roads were no longer grey. Everything was covered with thick, red blood. The second it was over, my body weighed more than I could handle. I was no longer driven by madness, no longer driven by his insanity, but by my own guilt. Even Dominic seemed utterly stunned at the number of bodies I left behind me. It was a massacre.

“You four are making me feel chronically single.” Hannah huffs, pushing the cans of soda across the breakfast bar towards Elisa as Tyler opens up some bags of chips for us to share. We have a stack of pizza boxes waiting to dive into and a plan to darken the nook to spend the day eating junk and watching movies. Dane and I are too tired for anything else and feel like we are on some emotional comedown after a month of hell.

Andrea rolled his eyes in annoyance and walked past him, indicating that he did not want to be bothered. "Take me to the bastard," he said, a frown on his face as his men led him into the room. There, the man's screams became more audible, to the point where one could feel his eardrums ripping. “Boss.” Rex mumbled as he walked away from a man tied to the ceiling. There was a burning flame underneath him, giving the impression that he was being burned or cooked alive. He was tied above the flame, but his body was not in it. Not at all. His cries and agonizing moans became more audible as tears and perspiration streamed down his face.

Thoughts of Lyrica’s black hair laying across the pavement and the sorrow that seemed to bleed of Natalie as she scampered across to Lyrica. As I lay on the bitumen and images of Lyrica flow steadily through my thoughts. The last few moments before the real war started. I realised that there wasn't anything that I wouldn’t do for her. We had been holding up against the worst of days and I just ruined everything. The images of her smiling and sad, excited and mad and some of her even as she tried to kill me in the forest appear. And slowly as the images come I am surrounded in darkness.

To cover the company’s financial hole, Nathan resorted to taking out high-interest loans but ended up being hunted by debt collectors and sold to a remote mountainous region in South Ramsey. Amelia immediately abandoned Nathan after the scandal and became the mistress of another tycoon, only to be discovered by the latter’s wife, who brutally beat her, leaving her disabled. Alex, on the other hand, tried to earn money while dodging creditors, eventually working as an escort at a club. Last month, he was hospitalized by a wealthy client and is now bedridden. Sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the city lights, I couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

Desperate. “Dante! Open up—it’s about Barry!”