Romance

The Heart's Defiance, Ch.17. AI-Generated.
The essay for Chapter 17. Laughter faded, leaving a dark, steely resolve in his gaze. He declared, with chilling conviction, that no punishment could ever suffice for the transgressions laid before him. Years ago, his life had been shattered by false accusations that left his family condemned to death across generations, a vicious end to his bloodline. He could still recall the isolation of his cell and the taste of poison on his lips, moments before his last breath. Even in that final moment, the sight of a triumphant figure looming over him had burned itself into his memory—a face marked with a smug smile that had haunted him long after death. Now, as fate twisted back in his favor, he intended to make his tormentor feel the weight of every sin he had committed. His demand for instruments of pain filled the room, signaling that he would stop at nothing to achieve justice, or perhaps revenge, for a past drowned in betrayal.
By Ria Danoabout a year ago in Chapters
Chapter 2 - Gaze. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
Minutes later, the ambulance came and took my father in. With us, the ambulance sped its way to the nearest hospital. "Rogelio!" my mother's voice makes me hurt more than it is. I hugged her while she was crying about all these happenings.
By Sofia Mae about a year ago in Chapters
Sophmoronic: Chapter Four
Cyrus sat next to Tiffany in World History AP. She smiled at him, fixing her hair over her shoulder. Her green eyes seemed to light up when she met his gaze. Or maybe that was just his imagination.
By Cyn's Workshopabout a year ago in Chapters
Emperor's Strategy, Ch.14. AI-Generated.
The essay for Chapter 14. A bitterly cold winter morning dawned as the young man, with bright, expressive eyes and a slender frame wrapped in a modest cloak, stood against the biting wind, shivering slightly. Nearby, an altercation flared between a servant girl with a sharp tongue and the young man's guard. The cause of the dispute lay in a small heap of coal meant to warm his modest dwelling. The girl scoffed, dismissing him as a mere captive from a defeated land, unworthy of even the simplest comforts, and her words dripped with contempt. But, in an instant, the guard's fury flared, and he demanded that she watch her words. It was only the gentle intervention of his master, who softly held onto the edge of his guard's cloak with a steady but pale hand, that calmed the situation. The young man urged his protector to let the issue rest, his quiet demeanor radiating a dignity that transcended his position as a displaced, seemingly unimportant guest.
By Ria Danoabout a year ago in Chapters
The Heart's Defiance, Ch.16. AI-Generated.
The essay for Chapter 16. Dark shadows danced across stone walls as moonlight pierced through latticed windows, illuminating two figures locked in a tense confrontation. Their opposing worldviews collided like thunder in the night, each refusing to yield ground to the other. One burned with righteous anger, demanding answers about a forbidden touch, while his counterpart maintained cool indifference, treating the accusation with calculated disdain. Between them hung unspoken tensions, deeper than mere disagreement – a complex web of emotions that neither fully understood nor acknowledged. When physical contact briefly connected them through a pulse check, time seemed to freeze, transforming their hostile encounter into something more nuanced. For one participant, this fleeting moment held divine significance, a precious secret to be forever guarded. Yet this tender instant shattered when cruel words were wielded like weapons, deliberately chosen to provoke and wound. The taunt about possession and desire struck true, leaving one party wounded and hollow, retreating into the shadows with rage festering in his heart.
By Ria Danoabout a year ago in Chapters
Emperor's Strategy, Ch.13. AI-Generated.
The essay for Chapter 13. Beauty can be both a blessing and a curse, as demonstrated through the complex dynamics of an ancient mythical tribe whose members possessed an innate allure that could drive others to madness. One member of this legendary group managed to infiltrate high society, eventually bearing a child who inherited their supernatural charm. Through careful planning and the use of special medicine pills taken during autumn festivals, the mother successfully concealed their true heritage, protecting her offspring from those who would seek to destroy them upon discovering their true nature. Survival required constant vigilance, as history had shown that members of this mystical lineage were often treated as commodities, sold in black markets and abused by those who discovered their true nature. Their beauty was considered dangerous enough that most of their tribe had been systematically eliminated, with survivors forced into hiding or slavery, their very existence a curse that marked them for destruction or exploitation.
By Ria Danoabout a year ago in Chapters
Emperor's Strategy, Ch.12. AI-Generated.
The essay for Chapter 12. In a regal bedchamber, one’s pleas hung heavy in the air. Feverish and vulnerable, a soul clung desperately to another, feeling his grip tighten as his thoughts spun and his heart ached. Memories from a time of innocence filtered through his mind—a time when he believed his family’s kindness was genuine. When the father and elder siblings whom he admired showered him with affection, he felt loved. Yet, beneath their tender facades lay ulterior motives; their duplicity fostered only disdain for him. Now, as he held his beloved close, his reddened gaze full of silent yearning, he clung with a desperation born of betrayal and longing for loyalty. The elder’s calm response—unbothered by the tearful gaze directed his way—seemed to be his strength, though his dispassionate face held hidden intentions. As he held his feverish companion and murmured a promise to call for a physician, the truth lay quietly between them: behind the gentle caresses, secrets of poison and deception simmered.
By Ria Danoabout a year ago in Chapters
Orthavos: The Stone Awakening
Orthavos: The Stone Awakening "The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished," A soft melodious voice spoke quietly, as the sound of footsteps and water dripping echoed around the darkness in which the group was walking. The sting of ocean salt had stung their eyes as they went deeper into the cavern that they had taken a small boat to, off the coastal cliffs to the kingdom of Arataur.
By DHARMENDRA KUMAR BAIRWAabout a year ago in Chapters
Chapter 1 - Indifferent. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
A warm sunlight greeted me. I could feel its warmth, but the wind didn't seem to match the season. Even though it was hot, the breeze is very cold. My long, wavy hair is blowing in the wind as if it is dancing.
By Sofia Mae about a year ago in Chapters
Stand Against Injustice and Remain Just: A Call for Humanity
Stand Against Injustice and Remain Just: A Call for Humanity In a world filled with complexities and inequalities, standing up against injustice is one of the most powerful actions we can take. The notion of “do not tolerate injustice and do not do injustice to anyone” is a moral directive that challenges us to lead lives rooted in fairness, compassion, and responsibility. When we stand against unfairness, not only do we protect others, but we also preserve our own integrity. This article explores why opposing injustice is crucial, how it shapes our society, and how small, compassionate acts of justice create ripples that inspire and transform lives.
By Dipak Pawarabout a year ago in Chapters
Sophmoronic: Chapter Three
Lu“So, how was your first day back?” asked her mother. Lucita turned down the radio’s volume, lowering Linkin Park’s bass. “It was ok. Everyone asked about my phone.”
By Cyn's Workshopabout a year ago in Chapters
The Heart's Defiance, Ch.15. AI-Generated.
The essay for Chapter 15. Jealousy can blind even those with sharpest vision, turning mere suspicions into unshakeable convictions. When precious healing jade appeared mysteriously beneath someone's garments, it sparked devastating consequences that would shatter relationships and paint darkness across multiple lives. What began as medical treatment spiraled into brutal confrontation, demonstrating how quickly trust can crumble when doubt takes root in troubled minds. Through stormy emotions and violent outbursts emerges profound commentary on human nature - specifically how people rush to worst conclusions about those closest to them. Despite desperate pleas for understanding, rage consumed rational thought as accusations flew without proper investigation or explanation. Most tragic was witnessing someone beg simply to be believed "just this once," revealing painful history of having truth constantly questioned. This dynamic created deep psychological wounds, as evidenced by tears welling up in uniquely colored eyes while facing yet another barrage of baseless charges. Physical violence followed emotional devastation - broken pottery became weapon of last resort, blood dripped onto floor boards, breathing grew labored under cruel hands. Power imbalance pervaded every interaction, with one person's words carrying absolute authority while another's fell consistently on deaf ears. Nothing could pierce through predetermined conclusions, not even risk of death by suicide when someone held sharp porcelain shard against own chest in final desperate bid for credibility.
By Ria Danoabout a year ago in Chapters