Darkhumour Stories

Eight years ago, he vanished. Aria moved on-or at least convinced herself she did. She buried her heartbreak under a medical degree and carefully built walls, telling herself the past was done. But the universe clearly had a sense of humor. After a 4:00 AM hospital shift, all she wants is sleep. Instead, she wakes up in the morning ... next to the one man she never expected to see again-Rowan. Same space. Same pillow. Same ache she thought she'd outgrown. Now he's back, quietly undoing everything she spent years piecing together. Every glance feels familiar. Every accidental touch feels louder than it should. Like nothing ever really ended. Like eight years of silence was just a breath held too long. Eight years too late... or maybe just in time to shake a life she thought was finally steady.

The war storms at the Frontier... The gods are broken. The empire is burning. And the end has already begun. A warrior with no past unleashes power no mortal should wield. A young ruler clings to a dying crown as his people lose faith. A chaos mage, feared and revered, walks with death in her shadow. Amongst their ranks-two Rifter siblings, wilders of ruin, benders of space and time. Feared. Watched. Leashed by the most powerful. But even under chains, love blooms... and loyalty begins to shift. When the empress falls into a cursed slumber-her unborn child the last ember of prophecy- the empire sends its strongest into the Abyss of Lost Quintessence: A place where even time forgets itself, where silence hungers, and where One of the Roots of the Umbrovyn Tree stands-ancient, cracked, and bleeding memory. Monstrosities roam, daring to strike in daylight. The veils whisper betrayal. Alliances splinter. Some stand frozen, unsure of their next move- fearing one wrong step may provoke the wrath of a dominion vast as a world and cruel as the gods who forged it. Old gods stir, craving redemption through ruin. The Royal House fractures beneath betrayal. A founding father, long patient, now bares their intent- to seize the throne by force, by cunning, by wagering all that is. Their House's malice toward the flawed Royal line can no longer be cloaked. Love will test loyalty. Legends will bleed. And in the dying light of Ether-Space- The Aurora must not fall... Or all realities will burn. 🔥

"Hehe.... Read this it's fun!" Well yeah... Berlin died from being an idiot in her world. Then her soul is then squeezed into an infant, making her a kid again. Would u like to witness more of her idiocity? Ofc u do. Now read it.

The street light flickered, and for a moment, something seemed to surface in those shrouded green eyes. Something raw, something terrifying. The rain pounded down on the pavement as their eyes met, one pair empty, one pair filled with an endless black fury. Izuku felt something shatter in his chest as his built up emotions broke loose of their confinement and scattered outwardly in a great and sudden wave. "Why should I apologise for being a monster!?" He screamed at the other party, who flinched sharply. "Why should I!?" Rain poured down his face, mixing in with the tears falling from his eyes. He screamed to the broken sky. "Has anyone, ever apologised for turning me into one!?" ~ What does it mean to be a hero? The question lingered in Izuku Midoriya's mind, persistent as a ghoul hellbent on taking its revenge. He would think, to be a hero means to oppose the villain. But what is a villain if not the result of a forgotten rescue or someone the hero forgot to save? What is a villain if their reasons, in this economy, didn't have some connection to a long forgotten case ending in tragedy? Izuku used to convince himself otherwise, choosing to drown in a river of denial than face his own obscured truth head on. He sat, buried up to his neck in memories replaying over and over in his mind like a warning. He ignored the searing in his neck and the pain in his head as he recalled his own origin story, dressing the wolf up as a lamb and releasing it into the flock as though attempting to forget that the wolf had ever been there in the first place. And he thought, what did it mean to be a hero? Even after years of pondering, Izuku still didn't know. Because despite everything he tried to bury, in the end he was always going to become the villain of the story. ~ All rights to the picture artists I do not own anything but the plot of this story, all rights to the MHA artist and author <3 (Ps, might be some BKDK elements but no overall romance)

The year is 1993 a year after the boy who lived was brought back into the world of magic and wizardry. However, after the events of the sorcerer's stone occurred, it seems to have strung a web that reined further from London, rather landing into the land of America in a small city. Three teenagers, a photographer, a fighter, and an artist, but as much of an unlikely trio they become from their backgrounds and lives, it only takes a more jurassic turn when they begin to show effects of wild magic. Wizards from all around were wary of what wild magic was and never ventured to the western side of the world, only stationing one wizard per state, covering minimal ground. Therefore they came to a conclusion, what if they were able to harness this wild magic and train people who are one with it? They could be wild magic tame able. But that's easier said than done. Especially when this trio has more secrets than answers for their unusual skills. Even so any and every school that could have in them to send letters to these teens would be the school most known for being able to properly handle wild magic in their own way and at the palm of their hand. Hogwarts was no exception to this prediction. Will they be able to handle the wizarding world or will the wizarding world be able to handle the unknown to their schools?

When the towns milkman goes missing, everyone goes a bit mad.

Bucky's handler from 1973. Maroon lips and a plastic smirk, the one who Bucky visits religously. Read the story of how Bucky gets tangled with a woman who is both his destroyer and healer, a paradox that stretches over the course of the turn of the century. AU/OC fic. Read the tags~ "Do you wonder what we'd be if we were normal?" A pause. "Neither of us could ever be normal, James. Just-- Just stay here. Don't go yet." Updated bi-weekly on Sundays starting next week.

In a world gone mad with bloodlust, can a girl with a fragmented past use her inner monster to save the last human from undying predators? Earth, post-Apocalypse. Prisma longs to understand herself. Two centuries after humanity died, the claustrophobic immortal is grateful she's not driven by the thirst for blood plaguing every other enslaved survivor. But when a boy arrives at her den with a cryptic message about her origins, she fears his existence has made them both a deadly target. As Prisma's violently protective alter-ego gives her remarkable abilities, she and her clueless companion trace a mysterious entity through their decaying city and its virtual twin. But she's horrified to stumble on a vicious conspiracy that sends her split personality into dangerous denial just as a psychotic assassin and a desperate bounty hunter close in for the kill. Can she unearth the secret that will renew their stricken planet's hope? _A Spectre in the Stream_ is the edge-of-your-seat first book in The Slip Saga science fiction fantasy series. If you like gritty characters, violent action, and dark-edged humor, then you'll love Simon Tull's fast-paced adventure. For a free prequel novella to The Slip Saga, visit https://simontull.com

"You wanted the truth," he said quietly. Only for her. Her chin lifted. "I still do" He tied the mangalsutra around her neck and said. "Now... live with it Mrs. Saanvi Shanshank Yadav." ___________________________________________ A fearless journalist who built her career by exposing the darkest truths of powerful men unknowingly destroys the reputation of a rising political figure destined for greatness. Calm, calculated, and untouchable on the outside. They are forced into a marriage that begins not with love, but with consequence. She is a storm wrapped in truth and rebellion. He is silence wrapped in power and control. What starts as a deal of humiliation and survival slowly turns into a dangerous pull neither of them can escape. Between political chaos, public scandal, and buried secrets, the line between hatred and desire begins to blur. In a world where truth can destroy empires and love can become a weapon, their marriage becomes the most unpredictable battlefield. And neither of them is prepared for who will surrender first. TROPES CM X Journalist Age gap ✨ Forced Marriage ✨ Enemies to lovers He fell first and harder Obsessive Him X Possessive Her Touch her and see hell Touch him and face consequences Thrill Office Romance Hidden Identity

In a galaxy torn by war, a crashed Federation pilot finds himself stranded on a deserted planet, forced to survive with the help of an unlikely companion. Together, their journey brings them face to face with shocking truths that blur the line between friend and foe, sparking forbidden desire and challenging the depths of conviction, loyalty and conscience.

The world ended. Marcus is still here. Someone's going to regret that.

In this sequel to my story "Divtrik part 1" One year after the events of part 1, Marco Martinez has to face a new threat that could destroy reality. As a Bounty Hunter he must protect everyone no matter the cost. After an encounter with one of the minions that works for the new threat, he realizes he must undergo intensive training if he wants to save his loved ones. Both new and old faces will shine in this book. This new villain isn't the only adversity, Marco will have to win an impossible court case, overcome his addiction to a show, survive the economy, experience heartbreak, and many more in Delmare City. I'd like to thank Amina4ever_, Hoshino Ryusei and Ae Mc Ra for their help. The illustrations and the cover are made by Amina4ever_.

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒇 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒚 𝒂 𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕. Grace meets Ren, a charming stranger with a habit of stealing her popcorn. One weekend is all it takes for her to start thinking he might actually be the one - until he disappears. Except he doesn't stay gone for long. Dead and stuck on Earth, commitment phobic Ren has been assigned as Grace's spiritual advisor. And he can't move on until he's done "helping" her. Which would be easier for them both if Ren's idea of help didn't involve inserting himself into her life and insisting on finding her a date for her sister's wedding. Unfortunately, the longer he stays, the more complicated leaving starts to feel. A story about modern dating, messy romance, and the chaos of being ghosted... in more ways than one. AWARDS: The Triquetra Awards: 🥇Best Character 🥇Best Romantic Pairing 🥇Best Comedy TRIGGER WARNINGS: contains adult themes including strong language, references to sex and sexual assault, and mentions of death.

Y/N Goldberg was forced to move away from New York thanks to his adoptive brother from another mother, Joe Goldberg, who once saved his life. However, once they're at Los Angeles, he finds out that he's got a lot more in common with his older self than he thinks.

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A journey to re-discover a lost self. Told through monologue style story telling from the protagonist point of view. Embarking on whimsical journey of an unknown world.

Short story chapters of creators who find no motivation or meaning to continue with their artistic expression

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Read all information about this book before reading. The Ones Who Remain by CorruptedKiller_2009 This is an original story. All Rights Reserved. This book will finish will at a comfortable ten chapters until it's continuation. With this book, the posting schedule is every Monday and Friday. (Warning: This book contains Cursing, Dark Humorish, Violence, possibly ETC) Ages at least 16+ In Birmingham UK, A tragedy occurs, all of a sudden people keep getting sick and infecting others. The train stations and shops start shutting down immediately, many people start leaving to another placement. So, a family is too sick to move and are left to fend for themselves however left alone ill isn't a good start to their situation. Will they survive on their own? Will they escape? Will they keep all their members, or will they perish and become a part of the sickness?

When life gives you lemons, you shove them into your ex's cheap plastic container and stab a cigarette butt right through the center. Welcome to a world where absolutely no one has their act together. Here, you'll find people who bake their blistering rage into cherry tarts, overthinkers who fend off social anxiety armed with pure logic and cold analytics, racing champions who hit the Apex at 300 km/h but can't parallel park to save their lives, and souls hiding their shattered dreams behind a razor-sharp uniform. Just trying to survive in their own makeshift, duct-taped realities, the lives of these misfits will irrevocably change when their paths collide with the exact people they should have avoided at all costs. Surrender is not an option. They just need a little sugar, an unhealthy dose of caffeine, and the colossal chaos of an unexpected romance. Loud. Angry. Unapologetically real. Update Schedule: New chapters every other day! Note: This story is originally written in Turkish and translated by the author. I'm doing my best to capture the original soul of the story, but please feel free to point out any translation errors in the comments! Feedback is always welcome. 🖤