Tragedy Novels & Stories

The regret, like a relentless tide, threatened to drown her in sorrow. The thought that her pursuit of financial aid for her son's surgery had inadvertently become the catalyst for this tragedy pierced Marisa's heart. She questioned her choices, wondering if the desperate circumstances justified the means. The guilt of trading her well-being for her son's health now mingled with the grief of losing someone who had unknowingly walked into the crossfire of her decisions.

“We have to fight to make sure the underworld doesn't consider relocating to our packs.” “I never thought I would see the moon looking so terrible,” Ezra’s broken voice lamented. “Everything looks so fucking dead.” “Are your people alive?” Tireh asked. “I am praying they are,” Rolis said. “They have to be.” “If I had to face this scary darkness, I would have died,” Tireh continued. “I am not strong enough to endure difficult and almost impossible situations like this. I’d just kill myself.” “What is the point of living if you can easily give up your life then?” Ezra turned to eye Tireh. “Do you not cherish your life?”

When she looked at the caller ID, she sighed, “I gotta take this.” She stepped a little away as she spoke into her phone and from what I understood, it was a call from work. After she hung up, she looked back at me with exhaustion, “Code Orange.” Frowning, I asked. “What’s that?” “Loads of incoming trauma. Mass casualties expected - a bridge collapsed in the city. I need to rush to the hospital.” She said, and walked to the bed to fetch her purse. “Right, stay safe.” I said. “We’ll talk when you come back.”

Maybe true strength came from coming out the other side and finding you had more to give, even if it meant life could crush you again. So I cried some more. But instead of grieving Jesse, the man. Now I was grieving the ideal I had made him into. Cara had been newly born to me just before my mother died so she hadn’t felt her loss as keenly as I had. But she had been there throughout my relationship with Jesse. Even when we realized he wasn’t our mate, she still loved him as I had. When I closed myself off, I robbed her of her opportunity to mourn him too. So now she cried with me.

She’d never be able to find her way out if she so much as stepped inside their shadowed cover. She stopped short as she felt a heavy presence lingering in the air ahead of them, it was low to the ground, almost coiled around something. It had the unmistakable feeling of death and violence like it was lying in wait for something. Deidra moved to keep going but Kinsley shot her hand out to halt her and crouched, putting her fingers to the soil while Deidra watched Kinsley curiously, her cat still in her arms, who was also watching closely.

My tears suddenly fell like a river while staring at the door. This is not the best decision that I've made, but it's not also the worst. I just don't want their family will be ruined just because of me. We met and also end by tragedy. That's how the destiny played with us, it's a huge mess game, but I learned many lessons while playing this game.

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

When we didn't have any misunderstanding? "Because, I'm sick and tired of everything. I'm tired of your drama Fatima! I just can't cope with you anymore, you're becoming unbearable day by day for me." "First, you made me leave my wife and ruin my daughter's happiness and now? Now, what have you done again? You made me ruined her life also! And not have I ruined her happiness but also her happiness for eternity! That poor girl was very happy! She was so happy with her husband but because of my foolishness and the mistakes that I have done in the past, everything had to get ruined. Her happiness, her love, her future- everything is gone! She lost all of those things only because of me!"

Richard I stood in the midst of death and grief, surrounded by the heavy silence that only tragedy can bring. Everywhere my eyes land, there is the corpse of my people, with their loved ones grieving for their loss. Their anguished cries pierced the air, echoing the magnitude of the devastation that had befallen us. Each life lost represented a shattered dream, a void that could never be filled.