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Life and Death The Last Descendant Of The Dyak

Despite being a woman, Marna no longer cared about gender boundaries or physical strength. The nine bodies had to be buried that day, as they had been left in her house for more than two nights. Feeling sufficiently exhausted, Marna took a length of raffia rope. She dragged Bahrun's body, which was stiff and completely helpless. His gruesome condition, lacking genitals and starting to decompose, was visible. Marna dragged him by looping her arms under his armpits and pulling with all her strength to get the body out through the door. After dragging Bahrun to the front porch, Marna went back inside and pulled Dadau's body, which had similar injuries to Bahrun's. Marna knew that all those people were from Kasongan City, especially Bahrun. She recognized him when she saw his photo displayed with his extended family in a single frame on the wall near the reception desk of the boarding house. One by one, Marna successfully removed the bodies from her house, but her task was not yet complete. She contemplated how to get the nine bodies down the 1.5-meter-high stairs. Besides being difficult, carrying them was too heavy for her strength as a woman. Exhausted, Marna sat down and stared at the nine bodies. Sweat continued to pour down from her forehead and neck. She took a drink from a 1-liter bottle of water. The most extreme method she considered was dropping the bodies down. It seemed like the easiest way at the moment. However, the risk was substantial. The bodies, in the process of decomposition, would likely break apart and not remain intact. But this was the only method Marna could use. Starting with Rawen's body, Marna kicked the large man, causing him to roll and fall to the ground. Crash! The sound of the body hitting the ground made Marna close her eyes, as Rawen's arms and legs visibly separated from his body. Feeling a sense of horror, Marna pushed Dadau's body next. The same thing happened to Dadau's corpse. Marna continued with the remaining bodies, and eventually, all nine were on the ground. She dragged each lifeless body to the grave pit. Despite her exhaustion, Marna did not consider stopping, even for a moment. The intense midday sun could not penetrate the dense forest canopy, so her pale skin remained unburned by the sun's heat. The nine bodies, some of which were dismembered, were now in the same grave pit. Marna proceeded with the next step, covering the pit with soil.
Author_Fatiha · 3.3K Views

Primal Gate

A lot of people wonder what happens when they die. Dylan didn't care. Life, quite frankly, had been shit. He was 28, lived with his syringe-ridden mother, and worked at a local fast food joint. The only saving grace in his life was his girlfriend, Lila. That was until he found her dead body on his porch, one night coming home from work. Before he even has a chance to recover from the shock, something hard and heavy hits his head, and everything goes black. "Dude, get up already." a deep, but smooth voice said in annoyance. "People usually don't take this long." Dylan slowly came to, with the realization that someone was talking. He couldn't make out what was said, so he decided to open his eyes. When everything focused, he noticed his entire field of view was covered with a mans face. 'Well you could call it a man, or I guess it could be a woman.' Dylan thought, as he contemplated this attractive strangers gender. The person then swept their slightly long, blonde hair out of their face. With that motion Dylan could see the full profile of the person. "It's about time," the person said. "You got slim-pickings when it comes to worlds to start from, so lets get going!" "Names Homer," the person said as they stretched a hand to help Dylan off the floor. "And, you died." Dylan's eyes narrowed, as he registered what Homer had said. 'Really?' he thought. "Thank God!" he shouted. "God-sss. With and 'S' young man." Homer said in a whimsical tone. "And oddly enough, one of them would like you to thank them in person." - A story of pain, regret, power, swords and magic. If you enjoy any of @Warmaisach's work, or other antihero/OP protagonist style novel's, you'll enjoy this! - Author: fxckshawnfiction Contracted with @webnovel Premium chapters start after chapter 20
fxckshawnfiction · 62.9K Views

The Golden Trident: Book 1 **BRIEFLY ON HOLD**

Ava Reid is a Princess in the Reid Castle. Except, she isn’t like a princess at all. She hates the parties, the giant gifts, the huge surprises, she would rather be swimming in the pool. I know it seems like any other princess story, but trust me, the twists in this series will surprise you even more than normal. This book is about love, revenge, and heart break. I hope you enjoy this story, it might be your next page turner. Excerpt: "You're what?" "A titan," Blake nervously stutters, "You know, big tall guys.. crazy powers.." "I know what a titan is... I just... Are you still the same blood as me?" "Of course I am! I was just born with more powers than you," Blake sneers. "Oh shut up bone-head.." "Messed up hair!" "Crazy attitude!" "RUDE BEHIND!" "FAKE NAILS!" Ava looks down at her acrylics, "You got me there." "HA! Anyway, we can't tell mom and dad that you know." "Why?" "The queen might find out... and... she will use me as an advantage. Right now she just thinks of me as a normal citizen." "Bro what use can you be to a QUEEN?" "I have a pretty big destiny.. she will want to stop that. Which is why we have to protect each other. We both have a titan sized destiny." "I see what you did there, and I guess that's fine. But it will be pretty hard hiding it from them. Warning, imma hugger!" "Then I should leave.." "NO NO NO NO I'll be good!! I'll make sure they never know that I know." 'She knows..' Eric thinks to himself. He has been watching them since they went on the porch. The faces they made, the words they mouthed, then their hug. 'I'm almost certain she knows. Unless they have an interest in each other...' Eric laughs at his own thought. 'Blake isn't THAT handsome. But he does get his looks from me.' He stares at them through the kitchen window. 'But they are happy... As long as the queen doesn't find out, I'm chill..' Eric finishes cooking, about to call them in.
ItsJustNat · 84.8K Views

Another Time

"She kept her eyes closed, as this is when she felt them best and when her burdens were released; her loneliness gone. She called it "traveling", "traveling lighter". She sat on her porch, traveling, her porch full of loved ones from her past, all in their Sunday's Best. All smiling and chattering to one another 90 miles an hour. She sat, her eyes closed, listening to the one-sided conversations, never putting her two cents in for fear the spell would be broken. She sat until the quiet gray dusk stole the day and gave it to the star-filled night. She opened her eyes, almost from sleep, it seemed. The spirits around her vanished into the low bright stars. "Another time," she whispered softly. " Robert wrote this story while he was serving time for crimes he had committed in his past life. Robert took a wrong turn in life and had gotten involved in drugs and crime when he was in his 30s, though his time behind bars helped him to get back on track. It also gave him time to develop and write stories that he had been dwelling on for a number of years. He says that he would often wake up early in the morning and would write until 11 pm each night when it was time for "lights out". Inmates would spread the world of his writing ability and retell his stories to others. Before he knew it, he would have 30 to 40 inmates gathering around his bunk each night to hear what he had written for the day. I spoke with Robert and he agreed to allow me to release his stories publicly through Reddit and Wattpad. He just wants to have his stories shared with people across the globe - even if it is through a computer screen. He is a storyteller at heart and wants nothing more than to share his art with others before it's too late. This account will be used exclusively to share Robert's stories, so if you like what you see, please follow 'MemphisRussell' because we will be posting more of his stories regularly .
MemphisRussell · 16.8K Views
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