Tragédia Novels & Stories

But because of this power and struggling for throne, adding my stupidity in the past made my family faced the tragic and miserable ending in their life. In this life, I swear I will never lose again from someone and end up dying pathetically. The end I experienced once, is not where the curtains will fall down. Instead it is where my curtains will rise up and show to them that this woman will perform a magnificent play for them to be entertained. I will be the one who will have the last stand in this second life.

"What do you know about it?" Jace leans back in his seat. "All I know is the girl won some pageantry shit. She was supposedly beautiful, that's why she caught a lot of attention. Personally, I couldn't give two shits about what a little girl looks like. Unfortunately, her fame led to her rape and murder. The news of her death filled all the news outlets here and ran the whole year. That must be because it's the most interesting thing that has ever happened here since Raul caught a big ass fish," he snorts, taking a long drag of the cigarette. "Roman believed there's more to the story."

Adding to my misery in dealing with my dead husband's doppelgänger mistress would be too much to bear at this juncture. My husband has not been in his grave for more than a few hours, and I will not bring Braxius's bitch wife back to life either. Polyxena was the cause of the downfall of Troy. She was able to sneak the Greek army into Troy because her spoiled-ass was the proverbial Trojan Horse. What a cunt! And now, I am stuck in a different time, a different age with the ghost of my husband sitting right in front of me. The fairies don't play fair! Not at all!

Astra's pov: I tried to dodge him. He was too quick. All I could do was turn around. Ugh! He got me. Blood gushed down my back. It hurt so bad. Blood! More blood now. It made me nauseous. Why was all this happening? I couldn't hold back my tears. What hurt me more than the wound on my back was all that was happening around me. Dad tried so hard to make us a peaceful pack. He died for it. Was it meaningless?

she screamed “You know, I have been waiting for this moment and I am so sorry to see you die but you brought this upon yourself,” she said “I am so sorry Andrew,” she said before she pulled the trigger

The lonely, yet stunningly beautiful death or simply Sebastian, ran his fingers through his long thick black hair. Bright citrine eyes surrounded by rich black lashes glance across the bare landscape. The year 1245 a.d. Sebastian once again is late to save his soulmate. He always finds them, male or female, moments after their death. He rubbed his eyes and kneeled down next to the young woman that had been crushed to death by a stampede of buffaloes. He gritted his teeth and cursed the fates.

He always uses a golden glove to hide it. "What do we do father?.." I asked. "Her blood can make the king immortal." Harrod answers. "Who?." "King Gerald's daughter." Father replies. "So?." "Get me her blood or I'll take away your right as the prince!." Father says with a serious look. I sigh and nod affirmatively. "No worries. Where is she?." I speak through gritted teeth. I'll do anything when it comes to having the throne!!. SAGE ACADEMY

Poverty would strain any marriage, especially for people like them who were already morally bankrupt and could only share wealth, not hardship. Having lost me as their pillar, their finances became suddenly tight. The place they rented was small and old. Donovan's work remained unstable, and the factory where Sloane worked had inconsistent business.

“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?”

Her grandmother seemed mischievous and fun. Nicolas got up from his stool next to Alexi and offered it to Alexi's grandmother, Cordelia. She smiles and takes a seat right next to Alexi. "Now dear let me hold your hands, I will learn what I need to know simply by touch." Cordelia looks lost in her thoughts to the point she looks like she is in a trance. When Cordelia was conscious, she looked at Alexandria and proclaimed, "I know where they are! They are with the Goddess Miseria, she is the Goddess of depression, of the Valley of Despair and lost hopes and dreams, regrets."