“Today, we burn.”

It is the chant of the women of this town who have been born into this hypocritical, religious sect only for their bodies ability to reproduce. If a woman is unable to conceive, she must remain in repentance as a nurse to the women who are pregnant. For no other reason than the Haven’s desire to remind women of how little they mean. I am the nurse. But I am a person who did not ...

“You must pay”, she yelled. Mary Joseph ran through the city streets wild as she lit fires at random. She loved fire to begin with, but having a reason made her feel that much more exhilerated. She felt like she had a purpose, and her revenge on the city that had killed her sisters would pay.

Her sisters had been persecuted as witches and hung in the town square. She watched as the preacher and ...

When the flames began to rise the terror began to control there eyes .

The smoke became this deadly coat disrupting there view of only you knew the battle they had to face . But the blood you will taste for the words they will waste .

They made me the villian in the story because I was willing to use the power to rise into glory despite me bleeding .

I refused to stay broken in a frame of people...

Acrid smoke stings my nose. It’s the battlefield’s hot breath of relief. I’ve accomplished what I set out to — retribution.

They thought they won, but their hatred created a hatred in me. Now they get to experience it firsthand. May this be a lesson for all in the future: if you cross me, I will destroy everything you ever had.

Boiling, chaotic rage churns my stomach. A battle cry to my left r...

She was supposed to be the new queen. She as supposed to get chosen. She was supposed to have the coronation. But she didn't.

They chose her brother. He was younger and had no idea what to do. Plus, he had never been training for what was to come like she had been. He also had nothing a proper ruler needed to rule a whole realm. They only chose him because he's a boy. Not because he would make ...

Paris burned beneath a storm-torn sky. Lightning split the heavens, and thunder rolled like cannon fire. Notre Dame bled fire and smoke from its wounded towers. The air reeked of ash, charred stone, and the coppery tang of human blood.

From his perch among the shattered statues, Quasimodo stared down at the nightmare below. Vampires swarmed the streets, moving in disciplined packs. Their claws to...

The first thing South learned after death was that she had been wrong—about almost everything—her entire life. Her enemies would love this.

At first, after death, she had drifted through a realm of silence. It was an endless darkness where neither pain nor fear could reach her. It was as if she were suspended between two worlds, one foot still tethered to the past while the other was being pulled...

Chaos and tragedy were running wild through the realm. Just how she had planned.

From her perch atop the obsidian spire of Mount Iridal, Queen Maelira watched the city burn. Rivers of molten fire cut through the once-proud streets of Virethia, and the screams of nobles echoed like a symphony over the thunderous roar of collapsing towers. Above it all, storm clouds boiled with her fury, lightning ...

She is not a pessimist

She sees the world as it is

Ruined, or as light as the wind

Day by day goes with bliss

"I am tired" says she

In between the climb

She who has fought storms

And won every time

The world around, chaos only

Eyes blinded by the darkness

That's why she learned

To never be heartless

She saw it all

The Sins's fire corrupting

And still she felt only

Her love erupting

Because lif...

(WARNING ANY NAMES IN THIS PROMPT ARE NAMES IN MY ACTUAL BOOK I'M MAKING. SO PLEASE, DON'T STEAL THEM. LOVE YOU <3)

As a kid, I wanted to become a fair ruler.

Ha! What a fool I was.

I thought joy came from seeing the folk of my kingdom happy, to see me as the same level as them.

But now? I enjoy bringing people to their knees. I enjoy my name being whispered with trembling fear.

This was going exa...