Tragic Novels & Stories

"You can go in now. I hate you very much. I think rich people are all so heartless and shameless. But just now, when I really grabbed you, you could have stopped me, but you didn't. My son didn't meet a good boss,and you are not that bad. " Tristan was not completely fit. He coughed violently and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry." "Are you okay, Tristan?" Noah asked nervously, lowering his head,Tristan shook his head, his eyes sparkling. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought of thousands of ways to die, but he had never thought that he would be strangled to death. All the people present were respectful. It was a serious funeral, but the people in front of h

“Is he in the medical field?” “He’s dead.” Ava’s eyes flicker to her, understanding. “I’m sorry to hear that.” It’s the normal courtesy to say when people hear of your loss but it feels more genuine to hear coming from someone who went through the same thing. Mia wonders how she lost her boyfriend. She doubts Ava experienced the same ordeal as hers. She doubts Ava was ecstatic when the lights went out of her boyfriend’s eyes. Because Mia certainly did. And she will do anything to watch it happen all over again.

this is what this dark room is. My trauma...

"He saw the truth." "He saw what he wanted to see to justify his cruelty," Saoirse corrected. "Your mother died in childbirth. That happens, Tristan. It is a tragedy, not a murder. Alaric blamed you because he couldn't handle his own grief. He turned a child into a scapegoat." "But the hunger..." Tristan touched his chest. "It's real. I feel it now. It wants more. It wants... everything." "Hunger is not evil," Saoirse said. "Fire is hungry. It consumes wood, air, everything it touches. Does that make fire evil?"

"So I can lean on you guys and depend on you guys, give you my trust and respect just for it to be crushed and broken like it always does?" She abruptly stood up. "You know what, I have none of that in me anymore," She chuckled bitterly. "I simply have no respect for anyone, no trust, no sympathy, no nothing because it's already gone! It's been crushed and broken to bits so much that it's all just shattered and vanished away at this point!" Tear started to fall down her cheeks as other people around the cafeteria started to watch and listen. "I'm sorry, sorry that I can't give you what you want. I can't give you all that trust and respect you want in any friendship because mine has all been

"Goodbye, Edward. Hope you can forgive me. By killing you, by killing my own blood, I would set an example that how rape and other such henious crimes under no condition are acceptable and the aftermath of such crimes is.." BANG! Edward's arm fell on his side lifelessly. "Death." Mr Arnold completed his sentence in heavy voice. Throwing the revolver away and placing Edward's head on his lap, Mr Arnold began to weep loudly. His son. His only son. His lone heir. His only insurance of taking forward their generation.. He was no more. A father had killed his child. Could there be any more pitiful event than that? That day, Mr Arnold lost the war as a father. But, he was triumph in hands of law a

It didn't stop there. Adrian's company completely collapsed. He didn't realize that most of his past business partners had only worked with him out of respect for my dad. Once he publicly abandoned me, every partner reacted the moment I left Aleria. They terminated all contracts with Johnson Corp and demanded immediate settlement of every outstanding payment. Adrian drowned in grief over losing me, and his haughty parents struggled daily with creditors, living miserably. They sold every car and property, but it wasn't enough. They had to live in hiding, constantly on the run.

Over the next few days, I kept seeing news about his company on my phone. At first, people only discussed how strange it was to hold a funeral at the office. Then, information leaked about the company's poor-quality products and major defects. Some people even spread rumors just for clicks. Like waves building up higher and higher, Daniel's business collapsed within a few weeks, and he was left bankrupt. He also became a recognizable figure everywhere he went. Cameras practically followed him, so he had to wear a mask, though people still recognized him. The once high-and-mighty boss had become a rat in the gutter.