TemptingSin

An anthology of poetry and prose surrounding mental health, and psychological trauma, where I've used my words to draw out the river of emotions I wish I could've understood back then. Each chapter will have a content warning. A journey of emotional openness. ~~~Excerpt:When Kingdoms FallThe Ruin Remains,I'd search through every charred pieceTo find the remnants of you.…

TemptingSin

The Piper's LamentEchoes off cave walls,He sits alone, old and worn,Watching the seasons drift byIn wait for his next storm. ---The word prompts for 'Versification2023' all in one bookRunner up for the Word Prompt for day 21: Overwhelmed. Poem titled: The Magician and The Fool.…

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Fear someone's following you? Come take a look at who your stalker could be. Venture into the minds of the quiet kids in school, follow the deaths of killers. Listen to the screams of the unexplained as they hunt your ears, sinking their teeth on your flesh, sucking the life out of you -- carrying you far away. Let your eyes adjust to the dark, bloody, truth of love as it kisses your dying lips, as curses choke you.Excerpt from - 'Dear Diary, Entry N/A'"Charles! I-- I- I don't know what to do-!""What's wrong, Jack?""Charles?""Turn Around."'Lost And Bound'We were just kids, influenced by the insatiable desire for adventure, love -- we wanted to experience the romanticised world promised to us. We wanted to run out, get in trouble, make stupid choices: how did it take this turn? Why did I have to find myself like this? Tied up, rope around my throat, hands nailed to the chair, mouth gagged. I thought this trip would be fun. I would finally experience life. Why do I think my life might just stop before it even begins?…

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"There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment."-Amara Norene, wished for freedom - constantly searching for an escape, until she found it - in Dorset Village.Kain Easton had given up. He had given up on escaping his father, given up on his dreams. He didn't believe in escape anymore. Instead, every hour, he would paint. Anything else hidden inside the labyrinth of his heart. Alone. Fate had plans. Amara found more in that village than what she bargained for: a lover, friends, a home. And Kain was finally found. But their story comes to a halt as bodies pile up on the streets of Dorset. Their love hangs by a feeble thread when Kain is forced to find the culprit, pushing Amara away although she wants nothing more than to stay with him.He wants to protect her. She wants to protect him. As darkness looms over the quiet town, the couple may have more to worry about than just their love.[Extended Summary Inside]Above Quote: Sarah Dessen, The Truth About Forever.…

TemptingSin

Kingdoms in tatters: a war was brewing. The doors were locked, shut. No visitors could be allowed. Each Kingdom fended for itself. Darkness fell on the realm. No one knew why. As the people waited, locked up in their homes. Magic flowed in the air. Stories came to life. With it, came the chance of a happily ever after. Few knew of this magic. They knew they had to protect it. To keep the balance. In exchange? They lost their right to their Happily Ever After. Once you were chosen, you can't escape it. ***"Wait -- No!" His hands wandered down her body, sliding past the flimsy material holding her dress in place. His eyes glared at her, as his mouth marked along her naked skin. She screamed, begging him to stop. He didn't listen as his hands ventured further up her inner thigh. -"You both know what to do." With their weapons loaded, they walked towards the altar, smiling at the guests that turned up for the happy occasion. They stood on their marked side, siling at the groom as the song started. In she walked. One. Two. Three. The room filled with smoke, as the groom's body slumped to the ground - drowning in his own blood. They vanished. The song ended.…

TemptingSin

It's that time of the month, carve out your pumpkins, bring in your candy, let the kids out: the Witches have come to play. Stories based on prompts to feed your desires of fright, to chill your bones and maybe, scare them off. It's Halloween, let the haunting begin.…

TemptingSin

This book is and always will be my child. The first good thing I ever set my mind to. However, now all you'll see are short stories that need to be *heavily* edited. I'm aware. You know what they say. Don't knock It till you try it.This book is in need of heavy editing, I was like 12 when I wrote wrote this .…