Oh, gods, why must my heart ache at such a futile dilemma?! But of course, the fire burning through me is that of something so intense, I can taste the ash on my tongue...

That is not ash, sweetpea, it's sugar. Now, we want more of it. Allow me to fulfill our craving further, just one more spoonful and happiness will be ours!

Happiness? I feel none of the sort. i want to spit this vile, trechor...

I pray this is one of my smaller mistakes. The scene before me feels as if it has been ripped from the darkest recesses of a nightmare. From one vantage point, my initial hunch proves true. Riven is bound to a chair at the center of a small but lavish room, blood trailing from his lips, a bruise blossoming around his right eye—silent testaments to the brutal blows I had heard. Yet, encircling him,...

Birds cirlced overhead, swarming in the night sky before scattering away like pollen in the breeze. The night was cold, crisp and biting, but your words were the coldest of all. My eyes had drifted from your gaze, to the dark void above us. Stars squinted down at us, twinkling like distant lanterns over a midnight sea. To them, we are no more than a sliver of light, as they are to us. In that mome...

The dirt slipping through my hands is laced with thick blood and sticky sweat. The liquids pool in my palms before trickling through the little gaps between my fingers. Drawing my hand closer, I breathe in a whiff of the putrid stench of mass-murder. Through the brown strands of my hair, my gaze flickers around me. Slumps of ruby stained bodies scatter on the forest' clearance surrounding me, mang...

Because i dont have premium i cant publish my writings so i have to use irrelevant story starters!!! Anyways here is a scene where one of my fav ocs are introduced!!

My gaze drifts to a long table laden with deep-brown goblets, and to the tall woman reaching for one. A golden gown cascades down her body like molten metal, pooling onto the floor. The backless design reveals her smooth, brown skin...

This is another scene from my book it doesnt really refer to the story starter at all but ya, enjoy! Final copy most likely! Also i maxed the word count so i cant put everything in here oh well.

“You know what truly baffles me?” His words coil, dripping with malice, saturating the stillness before spilling down the stairwell. He doesn’t expect an answer, so I offer none. The silence stretches, th...

(This is a scene from my novel that kind of fits the prompt)

And now Nevox stands before me, his mere presence an infestation.

“What are you doing here?” I repeat, voice raw, rasping from exhaustion.

Nevox’s eyes glint. He leans against the bars, voice dropping to a low murmur, “I’m afraid that’s awfully classified.”

I want to scream. “Are you kidding me?! This is my castle! I command you to unlo...

"Luca," He huffs out a breath, my name flowing with it. I don't dare move. I can hear the deafening scrape of metal against wood, each step he takes, the rasp of the pole groans louder.

"Luca," He repeats, his voice sounding bored, "I don't want to do this anymore. Please, I'm sorry, can't we stop playing?"

I clamp a sooty palm to my mouth, stopping myself from screaming at him - and subsequentl...

I leap from moon to moon, my satchel teeming with golden light

it tickles my fingers and warms my heart

I Grab a handful and send the light hurling toward the planet infront of me, Earth.

I watch as it clutches onto the planet, like a parasite, as it crawls and spreads, glowing and glistening against the black void of space. Soon the sky has transformed to a beatuiful pinky haze, soon the stars d...

A tremble dances down my spine. The water laps at my toes, sending an unpleasant chill throughout my body. Is it the cold? Is that why they consider this to be terrifying? I turn my head toward the bright sand, twinkling under the radiant sun, utterly vacant. The wind kisses my cheeks and plays with my hair. i take a step into the water. Cold. And yet, i do not walk away. I do not run, or cower, i...