Tragedia Novels & Stories

A heavy, loud thud of Richard's falling body follows, leaving echoes round the throne room. ********************

I pointed to the lifeless bodies of Rob and Marilyn. "Aiden, there are main characters, antagonists, and extras in a play. Usually, the extras perish. They were only there as extras." As if this was a drama for him, he explained. "So this is play for you? You are a psychopath, Javier!" I said through clenched teeth. "Woah! Hold on! Why do you keep referring to him as Javier?" William inquired again, his face annoyed. Fiona looked at Eric as if he had grown horns. She was visibly trembling.

Eloise was probably on her phone navigating on trending haute couture, makeups and hairstyles, Beth, as he assumed, was face timing with her friends, and Nathan was struggling to get to the end of God of wars as he had been doing for the past seven months. The ambulance got closer until it finally rode past him all the way from the direction of the regional hospital certainly to the boneyard. It was a Friday; a removal of corpse day. It wasn't his first time experiencing a scene as such, he always did so whenever he had free time on Fridays because it kind of reminded him that human life wasn't eternal, in fact, it was way too short and also, anything which one had to do he or she should hav

Everyone is allowed to have their own opinion :D — Faith. Putting faith in God would mean we believe that even though things look tangled up, God is able to untangle them. When tragic things happen, putting faith in God means we believe, no matter how bad things look, that God will work them together for good. (Romans 8:28) When God says he will work all things for good, there is no exception. Too often, we look at what we are experiencing and can not fathom how it will work out, but that's exactly when we need to place that situation into his capable hands. God is not stunned by our struggles or trials. We get a call from the doctor with results from a test and we begin to panic, and we're

Nera stood by the window, crying. "What did she say to you?" He asked "That I should free you," Nera turned Frank was quite unsure of what to say. "Marcus gets to die; you get to move on with a beautiful wife; and what do I get with my children?" She asked. "If I free you, what am I getting?" She yelled. "Was I the bad villain in this stupid life, and I get shit because it looks like you and Marcus got the easy way?" "Nera, calm down, and neither of us got it the easy way. Marcus died in an accident alone at night and bled to death," he explained.

Everyone had secrets after all, and Verendus traded secrets like currency. The BSS was legitimate, but it was also the perfect cover for all illegitimate work that Verendus dealt in. He was the biggest Boss around, and everyone wanted him as an ally and no one was willing to cross him. As such, he literally owned the entire city. Every day people didn’t concern him, if they didn’t make waves, they were left alone. But the moment someone whispered of dissent they were taken care of by his most loyal. The 3 men he trusted above all else. Together the 4 men have been through literal hell and always have the others backs. Their bond was forged in fire and is unbreakable. Verendus trusts no one e

Matteo asked. “But if I had been there to talk it through-” “No! Harper, you were both dealing with something huge. You dealt with it by withdrawing and Gabriel dealt with it by drinking. It’s not your fault, do you hear me?” he said firmly. I nodded sadly and Matteo pulled me into a hug. “I’m really sorry for your loss Harper” “Thank you” Lane and I spent the day watching movies on the couch wrapped in a blanket like we used to do when we were kids. Matteo supplied us with popcorn and hot meals every few hours. While he dealt with Gabriel.

I, Charles Turner, was a single father staying with my son as he studied in Noule, Muria. Our neighbor was another woman and her daughter, who happened to be my son's collegemate. The mother, Kerrigan O'Reiley, was heavily pregnant. Meanwhile, her husband was constantly away from home due to work. Unable to reign in her urges, she secretly slept with my son, Carl Turner. Kerrigan's daughter, Shanine Baxton, was strikingly beautiful. With her amazing complexion and shapely legs, she could easily pass as a celebrity.

be, could it be Bryan, because I agreed to marry him, may be he still likes Mariel his Ex. I am getting burnt what is the use of knowing ganged to kill me. " Ahhh" my whole body hurts *VOOM!!* The fire caught, I rushed to untie my hand quickly, I need to save my dad. " Dad!!! " " Dad!! " I found him laying helplessly, tears dropped from my eyes. " Melanie!" " Dad" "Melanie I pray the heavens accept our soul, I am sorry I didn't save you" " Dad we are not going to die here I will find a way out of here"

“We’ve got a lot to talk about, Ezekiel. A lot.” With that, Trent sped off, leaving Ezekiel to return to the trunk. Vespera was hunched over her phone, fingers trembling as she typed a message, probably to Jerry or her manager. She seemed fragile, the calm strategist stripped away by the pure trauma of the night. When she heard him approach, she looked up. The tears she had been holding back finally rolled down her cheeks. Ezekiel felt a strange, sharp flutter in his chest, a protective instinct he thought he had lost three years ago. He looked away, feeling uneasy with the intensity of her sadness. “Come on. I’ll give you a ride home.”