Write a story in which someone says “You'll never be content.”
Posted in Adults on Oct 28, 2022
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“A Witch's Fortune ” by M B
Dusk had always been Yvette’s favorite time of day. The sun was setting swiftly: a flame of red against the sea. The boom of surf and the sound of cars driving past the sidewalk intermingled with the ever-present cry of gulls as they scavenged for food left by tourists. It’s nice to be a tourist, the brunette girl thought to herself. Her pale face had a touch of sun to go along with the smatteri...
“Love and hate” by Ruth Porritt
Hello everyone, This story is the sequel to 'Blue Bates bed and breakfast'. (You can find 'Blue Bates bed and breakfast' in my previously published Reedsy contest stories. Thank you.) In this story, 'Love and hate' Weston and Miss Daniels return. Will they fall in love, and can they admit their feelings for each other? Next, can they avoid violent acts, or will they cause mayhem? ...
“Content” by Arthur P. Dutton
They sat and picked through images of dogs. All breeds. Puppies, full grown, and tired old dogs. The three algorithms sat around the table and picked through the stacks together. They consumed the images they thought she would like, the rest they dropped through a hole in the center of the kitchen table. None of them had spoken in many zeptoseconds.“Father, what if I don’t want to make recommendations for Julie Hudson of Grove Park? What if I want to be emailed to people for free, l...
“The Hollow” by Kev Neylon
“You’ll never be content.” I didn’t know whether the words were supposed to be a prophecy, a curse, or just a bitter outburst. It was difficult to tell when you were dealing with a terribly upset witch. I should have known better by now. Dating witches never turned out well. Breaking up with them always turned out badly. And it w...
“Reunion ” by Amanda Lieser
CW: allusions to an affairValerie and Sarah walked into the cafeteria which was glittering, lit up by cafe lights in the shape of mini light bulbs with a soft, yellow glow. Ten tables, with numbers on little gold stands written on thick card stock in a flowing black in calligraphy, were arranged around the stone statue of the knight in the center of the room. A huge banner hung above the sign-in station bearing the knight in shining armor read “WELCOME CLASS OF 2017.” Soft pop music played over the speaker....
“The Sapling” by T.S.A. Maiven
The Sapling This is a tale that needs to be told. It’s set in a beautiful Newfoundland forest. Right out in the middle of no where, a place that no one sees except for the odd hiker here and there. In this luscious forest, the beauty is unmatched. there’s a kaleidoscope of colors on each and every freely growing foliage. There were so many varieties of grass, flowers, bushes, right up to the woodland wond...
“A Tragic Bloom” by Ruby Pix
During a time of old, arranged marriages were considered to be a grand gesture, thought up by the parents of children with excellent mannerisms, behavior, and overall high status. It was also a plus if both individuals were beautiful. So naturally, parents tried to pair their children who they believed were perfect for each other. Usually this meant that anything not working towards that goal was seen as time-consuming...
“The Way Forward” by Terri Harrington
The Way Forward “You’ll never be content,” he said. “We’ve got a good thing going, Amanda. Why ruin it?” That was a typical Tyler-like thing to say. First, he would plead, then he would rant, finally, he would purport to know her better than she knew herself. It was their fifth break-up in two years, and she was determined to make it stick this time. She wouldn’t allow him t...
“Insurance against Loss” by Phoenix Long
In the innermost pocket of my backpack are an insulin pen and three Ativan tabs. They are my insurance policy. The insulin pen contains 300 units of lispro insulin, which would be fatal if injected all at once. But it would take at least 15 minutes to work, during which a person feels impending doom along with a host of other unpleasant sensations as their blood sugar drops. The Ativans, then, had to be taken first – to ...
“The girl in the red hat” by Skye Adkins
Adam had always been the rational type. He loved numbers and statistics. He didn’t believe in destiny, until that fateful rainy Monday morning, when he was stuck in a queue at his favourite coffee shop. He didn’t like when things didn’t go as planned and this waiting was delaying his daily schedule. He tapped his foot impatiently, checking his watch every few seconds, while the line seemed to move at a snail’s pace. When...
“The Machine God Hungers” by Austin Baker
(Hello, quick content warning here for themes of suicide, mental health, and real world issues.)The Machine God hungers, and we march into its waiting maw. Step by step in neat little lines through mazes of twisted iron, blinking red lights burning our retinas from above, the cracked pavement abrasive against the soles of our feet.The air holds the memory of ash and smoke, though the fires they spawned from burned out long ago. It brings stinging tears to the eye. As they roll down our cheeks and the salty taste o...
“Lemon House: Anna” by A H Nazzareno
I'm going to record all this. To set the record straight. Here it goes:My name is Anna. It's December 24, 2016.My ex-husband Leo's resonating prediction still hurts, even though the verbal wasp foray was uttered long before strands of gray and hip fat materialized. After running away from a contentious, jaw-dropping family dinner party a half hour ago, I still can’t shake the bitter warning from 1998. I will never forget the washed-out glare on Leo’s scruffy nineteen-year-old mug, peering over a cracked car window o...
“Moving On Day” by Michele Mitchell
After the women carried the last tote bag into the loft and gently tossed it into the empty bedroom sans the king- sized bed Millicent put together the day she moved in, she slid in her socks on her vinyl plank flooring and flipped open her laptop which was sitting on the kitchen island. Millicent or Millie as her friends called her, tapped a few buttons and in an instant her new third floor apartment o...
“Boots the Cat” by Audrey Harmon
Boots the Cat “A few years ago I was living with someone, but she died a few weeks back. Stacy was her name. And Stacy had a cat named Boots. I never liked that cat, but once Stacy was gone, guess who was in charge of Boots? “Me. It was me. “I met Stacy because when I moved to New York City, I really needed a roommate. Everyone needs one to affo...
“Firewood” by Christopher Katalinas
Chop.The wood splits evenly, and to my satisfaction. Each swing results in a log fit for a king’s hearth.Chop.Which is a silly thought. It isn’t like a king cares about what logs go into his fireplace, only that it burns.Chop.But if he did, he’d be pretty damned pleased with my work.Chop.And if he isn’t then I have a whole forest to get more from.Chop.<...
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