End your story with two characters reconciling.

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“Thirteen Roses” by Thom With An H

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The bar was dark, as a bar should be. That didn’t bother John. In fact, it was one of the reasons he had stopped by for a drink.The last four years had all made sense to him. Boy met girl. Boy fell in love. Happily ever after. It had been a fairy tale to be sure, until tonight. She wanted roses at their wedding, yet his mom wanted lilies. If you really want to make a bride-to-be angry a week before her big day, try changing one of the major decisions at the last moment to please your mother.John learned that the hard way. Somehow,...

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“The Best Way to Not Be Loved Back” by Jonathan Page

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“Yet but three come one more. Two of both kinds make up four. Ere she comes curst and sad. Cupid is a knavish lad. Thus to make poor females mad.” --A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Shakespeare * * * Marissa was a girl who loved a boy who didn’t love her back. At twenty-four she had already found five different ways to not be loved back. Of course, there was one way she liked the best. That was the way she loved Brian Murphy. These were Marissa’s methods, in the order she stumbled on them, and in the order she used them on Brian. ...

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“Going through life together” by H K Brown

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I stand here in the columns of the library—the one I’ve ran like a well-oiled machine for the last sixty-one years. Marrying Fred at the ripe age of seventeen I thought I’d start pumping out babies and run the farm while he went off to work like all my older friends were doing. Our marriage was arranged, it was not one of love but of convenience. That was life in the nineteen-thirties. We had the one expected child our families demanded at the age of twenty-four, a daughter named Liz, and remained in our marriage so not to shame them. Love n...

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“Heavenly Do-Over Duel” by Murray Burns

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Heavenly Do-Over Duel Circumstance, coincidence, and fate always play a role. If King George hadn’t been quite so greedy, if the first shot had not been fired at Lexington Green, and if Alexander Hamilton had not married the daughter of Philip Schuyler, there might not have been a story. But these three stepping stones did fall into place to lead to the fateful events of July 11, 1804 in Weehawken, New Jersey, and the additional extraordinary events that followed.Hamilton and Aaron Burr had been political rivals, but the competition turned t...

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“Insulting Antoine” by Chris Campbell

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“On my count, you both will proceed ten steps forward. On my command, you will then turn to face each other, aim your pistols and fire. Is that understood?” The two open-neck shirted men standing back-to-back, nodded in unison at the instructions. “As each of your Seconds have failed to get you to reconcile your differences without violence, this duel is categorised as à l'outrance, where there will be no satisfaction until one party is mortally wounded. Is that clear, gentlemen?” Again, the two men acknowledged the rules with a nod ...

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“The Reconciliation” by Lily Finch

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[Death]Todd was three years my senior. When we were younger, he was in his mid-twenties and I was in my early twenties, we dated for four years. I'm sure he wanted to marry me. But I had other ideas. We separated. We lost touch because I married someone else, and he married someone else. His wife disliked me. The fact that I was on the same baseball team made matters worse.When Todd and I planned our future, we spoke about what our children might be like. We discussed bright children who would be super-athletes. We even chose a name for...

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“The Man” by Bruce Carrington

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Then how the hell do you explain this? How, Robert? Fifty dollars on Friday, another forty-five on Saturday. What were you even downloading?”“Games and wallpapers,” Robert mumbled under his nose, eyes on his socks, hands fidgeting.“Hundred dollars for wallpapers, Robert!”“Mom, I’m sorry, I thought the phone was connected to Dad's WiFi.” His hands were clenched now.“For the whole weekend, you didn’t bother to check?”“I’m sorry, Mom.”“Weren't they supposed to send some kind of message that you’re running on data?” She was still rummaging throu...

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“Brain Vs Brain” by Shawn Leader

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6:48. Time to turn off the car and head into work. My hand doesn’t move. My hand and body in general always wait for a confirmation from both sides of the brain (the good side and the bad side) before any action is taken. The body wants 3 things to be full, warm and relaxed like we were an hour ago before that idiot alarm ruined our lives again! Bad Brain says we can put it drive, be back in bed in minutes and forget all about work today. Heck, we already had breakfast two more steps and we’re golden, my darlings. We need go in, we need mone...

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“Painted Black” by Steffen Lettau

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Construction took some urging but, given the curiosity spreading to the people, they pitched in however they could. Husbands and fathers gathered wood from the trees, creating the walls and the roof of the shack. Wives and mothers, including Lindia, gathered what they could for pitch as to keep the inside relatively warm. Children brought both sides food and water. Two days, and the shack itself was completed, with one door facing the woods and another facing the wall (a rope ladder was hung over the side nearby, just in case). Tholan, ...

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“Confidential Paradise” by James Milne

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The wind danced softly, running its hands gently over the entire space. Lightly tracing the fronds of the smaller trees, dancing with the green ceiling far above her head. Tickling at the fields of pink and purple that were hidden away in this tiny little forest, hidden atop an apartment building in Melbourne's south-east. In the middle of this dark space, was a thirty year old woman, completely lost to the wonder of it all. It was chance that she had discovered this place. Entirely chance. She knew of rooftop gardens, of course, but thi...

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“The Exit Interview” by David B Fraser

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Andrew could see Cheryl already sitting at a table when he came in. He checked his cell. Six-fifty-two. Cheryl appeared to have two glasses of wine on her table, and one was already empty. She was wearing a black and white long sleeved striped shirt and a beret. Andrew got his coat check stub and the Maître d’ escorted him to the table. “I really appreciate you coming Cheryl. I appreciate this opportunity.” Andrew said, seating himself. “Don’t.” Cheryl waved him quiet. “I just want to get this...

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“Sailing Out of Orlando” by Ben Mulvey

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As a twenty-one-year-old he knew less about women than he thought he knew. Even less about himself. Every day spent with his girlfriend that was not complete bliss was a disappointment. How hard is it to be happy? Just happy. It seemed simple to him. It’s all he aspired to since being a teenager. It’s what he daydreamed about in high school. He tried living in California. A life of surfing and pot and girls with tans that showed the outline of their bikinis. None of that worked out quite as he envisioned. His mom and dad seemed happy, cont...

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“NEMESIS” by Charles Corkery

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NEMESISBeyond the castle walls, the wind raged violently, the heavy falling snow unable to withstand its great force as it was swept north against its natural flow. The country all around, bleak and desolate, was blanketed in a coat of white that helped disguise its normal barrenness.Would he come? The Earl paced nervously in front of the enormous fireplace that blasted out its heat to counter the freezing air that entered through the windowless balistraria; the vaulted ceilings of this great hall towering high above the lone occupier, the m...

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“A Parting Pair” by Evan Charles

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Tabitha Wilson regretted not getting decaf and watched her coffee cool, worrying what numb nerves would do to her mental state with caffeine. Come to her senses, perhaps. But when the barista mentioned today's special Tabs felt that odd social anxiety of wanting to avoid disappointing their server - a stranger. Looking down into her cup, she felt her upper lip sweat from the steam of an untouched double-whipped something or other. At the very least, the blessed aroma of roast coffee beans captivated her; she could almost hear a smooth jazz e...

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“The Riverbed” by Ian T. Smyth

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To end all suffering is the primary directive of life, insofar that suffering can be ended, but I, a stern believer in the hope of mankind, believe it can, and should be. To end all suffering is to cease fighting the losing battle with which the Self wages, to dis-identify from identity itself, to let go the ego, to surrender and give in to the all consuming and all powerful force of love, and to know deeply in one’s heart that violence and corruption and verisimilitude are as futile as a cloud hanging forever in the sky. It is with these ...

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End your story with two characters reconciling.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 49 stories

“Thirteen Roses” by Thom With An H

“The Best Way to Not Be Loved Back” by Jonathan Page

“Going through life together” by H K Brown

“Heavenly Do-Over Duel” by Murray Burns

“Insulting Antoine” by Chris Campbell

“The Reconciliation” by Lily Finch

“The Man” by Bruce Carrington

“Brain Vs Brain” by Shawn Leader

“Painted Black” by Steffen Lettau

“Confidential Paradise” by James Milne

“The Exit Interview” by David B Fraser

“Sailing Out of Orlando” by Ben Mulvey

“NEMESIS” by Charles Corkery

“A Parting Pair” by Evan Charles

“The Riverbed” by Ian T. Smyth

🌟 Similar prompts

Write a story starring an octogenarian who’s more than meets the eye.

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Write a story involving a friendship with an adorable animal.

Set or begin your story in a room lit by the flickering flames of the fireplace.

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