Triste Realidad Novels & Stories

"Are you alright? Do you feel any better? I looked at her coldly and said nothing. She wrung her hands nervously as she explained, "Marcus was traumatized by the accident. I've been staying with him this whole time, so…" Under my unwavering gaze, her words faltered, and she trailed off awkwardly. "Listen. It all happened so fast, and Marcus was closer to me. I just reacted on instinct…" Jessica paused, seemingly searching for the right words. "I didn't know you would get hit."

The anguished reality of the situation crashed over her like a relentless wave, leaving her breathless in its wake. The room, once a place of bewildering mystery, now became a haunting backdrop to her personal nightmare. The silence was broken only by the echo of her own stifled sobs, the pain of loss intensifying the physical and emotional constraints that bound her to the chair. In the face of this unimaginable tragedy, Ashley clung to the shreds of strength within her, her heart heavy with grief and her spirit trembling on the precipice of despair. The cruel revelation hung in the air like a malevolent specter, casting a shadow over the once-familiar contours of her life, leaving her to g

I don’t want to lose him. I went inside my house, it felt so cold like a dead cold. It didn’t feel like a house, it felt like a cabin with no warmth, and with the warmth, I don’t mean heat, I mean heat. Today is proving to be the worst day of my life. I sat over the floor and my eyes were oozing out of tears. I can't believe what's happening with my life. The person that I love is leaving me, I have no idea about my family my papa. Nobody loves me. I feel like giving up my life. It's been a tragic day. I was crying and crying and crying, then a message popped up on my phone. It was papa

As soon as Glenn let go of her, she hurried to where the ground had sank, she did not want to consider it, even though every voice in her head screamed the words, a huge tragedy had never hit her and now it was happening in the worst way. May! May please answer me if you can hear me. She cried out her voice, her head was spinning and she felt like she was going to pass out at any moment, her heart was giving up to the sorrows that flooded in it, she couldn't scream or say a word so she sat there, weeping bitterly and feeling the huge half of her life being taken away. Glenn was in deep pain as well, as he cried out his eyes, he fell to his feet, embracing summer in his arms and she was incon

Theodore looks up “…What now?” And then Reality itself trembles Not breaking Not shifting Reacting To something approaching Something even all of this Wasn’t meant to awaken

And now, as Damon took a closer look at the five dead men, each man had letters branded on his forehead, R, I, MA, T, and UM. "Rape, Incest, Mate Abuse, Treachery, and Undeserved Murder." Holy shit. Damon was suddenly happy to be alive and unmarked; Karistus was BADASS. Of the thirteen wolves that had accompanied him on his run, five wolves were now dead, seven remained unconscious, but living and one had ascended to something different entirely. "Where is she heading now?" Knox looked off into the distance, noticing the weather changing as judgment roamed the earth once more.

"Don't get me wrong. When I said I wanted to sever all ties with you, it wasn't a threat or anything. I mean it." Dad clenched his fists in anger, and the disgust was evident in his eyes. "Alright then! Very well! Since that's what you want, then I'll grant you your wish! Laura Jackson, from this moment onwards, you're no longer a member of the Jackson family!" All the journalists present didn't expect things to turn out this way. They looked at each other in a daze. "Laura, why did you make such a wish?" "Are your parents or Lily mistreating you? The Jackson family is the richest family in the country. You did a good thing. Why are you punishing yourself by severing all ties with the Jackso

Randall asked, holding him but he slammed his hand down. “Fuck! Fuck!” Cursing, tears glistening in his eyes, feeling utterly powerless. Hating himself for not using his cognition before. “Tristan, please don’t scare us. Tell us what the hell is happening.” Ruth called, worried to find Tristan broke like this. Sniffling, he looked back at Katastrofi, wiping his eyes, explaining with trembling lips. “Before us is… Katastrofi the Destroyer... Our one young mistake brought him to this world. I told you guys to not go there! I told you it’s dangerous. We are doomed now!” He yelled at them with a tear rolling down.

“But it wasn’t what I thought it was. I was just imagining it, and I almost killed my brother because of my inability to determine what’s real and not. What’s wrong with me?” Nothing. “You know what my mom said right before she…” I couldn’t finish that thought. I abandoned that idea. “She said I wasn’t a Foreseer. And that we weren’t actually imprinted, and it was all a trick.” That time, Nathan growled, but I ignored it. “And I don’t know if she’s right or not. My reality seems to be all mixed up right now, and there is no way for me to know what's real and what isn’t. What am I supposed to do?”

Illusion or real, suddenly he realized he needed the peace and comfort she brought to his soul, and the thought of losing it was awfully insufferable. This was morbid. He was possessed by a blind, stupid lust. He wanted something even when he knew it was unreal. He wanted it so bad he didn't care about anything as long as it felt so real. But it didn't matter now. She was gone. Gone and done with him, while his blasted mind was still gripped by an endless obsession. He bet she was hard to get over. *****