Tragedy Novels & Stories

My chest clenched remembering Stefan’s lifeless body amidst the several other dead bodies of our families. My soul shuddered. It was as if my soul itself could not bear the weight of the immense tragedy that unfolded before my eyes. The loss I experienced went beyond just losing my family; it extended to the very essence of who I was as an individual. Gone were the dreams and aspirations that had once fueled my every step, replaced now by an overwhelming sense of despair and hopelessness.

They talked. They cried. They forgave. They loved. The rain kept falling. But inside the house, something shifted. Not healing. Not yet. But hope. Small. Fragile. Real. Elena looked at her children. She looked at the rain outside. She looked at the future. And she knew. The tragedy was not over. The pain was not over. The secrets were not over. But they were still here. Together. Breathing. Loving. Fighting. Living.

Riah, the former queen of Barrmount stared at the crackling fire in front of her. Smoke rose from the giant pyre and touched the darkened sky. She sported a calm smile despite the pain in her heart. One of the bodies in the pyre belonged to her mate, Riordan. The shallow breaths didn’t ease the stress on her lungs. Dark spots danced in her vision. Losing a bonded mate did that to a person. It weakened them, causing them to be a shell of who they were once. Her body swayed with weakness.

I had nightmares about it, the celebration of my birthday felt like mourning for my dad’s death. After a couple of months, my mom joined a new company, she was assigned as the secretary to Afraah’s dad. Afraah’s mom hated the fact that my mom was working with her husband. In a week or two, Afraah’s mom argued with my mom, I don’t know what exactly lead to the argument but my mom was called several names, disgusting names that only whore’s are called. It hurts me more when she talked about my dad, after getting away with the murder she still has the guts to talk about him.

A huge lump in her throat is formed upon seeing how the man raised his sword to end the life of her husband who is currently suffering from the injuries granted by the opponent. Callista is unable to speak, she cannot find her voice while her knees keep on trembling. Suddenly, she found her feet moving towards the scene like it has a mind of its own. As she rushed forward towards her kneeling husband, the time seemed to slow down. With each step, the weight of her feet felt heavier, like a rock was added on each of her ankles. The corner of her eyes are filled with crystalline tears, blurring her sight as she nears her beloved. She opened her arms wide and collided with his body. The freezin

Fortunately Elder Lilia told my mother " She wasn't upset about how I reacted, its usual for people who have been mentally traumitized over along period of time to have random out bursts of fear, anger or sadness from reliving theirs memories as they speak about them. Its a sure way to trigger all their emotions at once, causing full blown melt downs." She also had said " She would have been more concerned if I hadn't of acted the way I did, by me freaking out showed her I was still trying to fight whatever was happening to me and everyone should only be worried if I quit talking all together, because that would show that my body was slowly shutting down from all the stress and in some rare

Flashback( Trauma) Author's p.o.v Abhiraj and Viraj become frozen on their place seeing the lifeless bodies of Samrat and his family. Abhiraj fell down on his knees and started crying loudly. His dear brother was killed. That brother who raised him not as a brother but as a father. The same brother who always protected him. Now his brother's lifeless body is lying in front of him. This is too much for him. Viraj tries to console him but no words are coming out from his mouth. What can he say in this situation!