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Submitted to Contest #89
I sigh. Before I can lose my resolve too much, I speak up. “That was amazing, Cleaver, thanks a lot But now I think I’ll have to –“ “Hey! How could I forget!” Cleaver looks at me, eyes shining. “Come on, Helix! I gotta show you something!” Flapping his wings quickly, Cleaver takes off into the sky, oblivious as usual to the fact that I’m half-human, and just with my luck, didn’t have any pretty, colorful fairy wings. I start running after him, sighing mentally: it’s Sunday already. My long weekend is coming to an end, and so is my ...
Submitted to Contest #86
“Stop, there’s a –” THUMP! “Okay.” Sighing, I ambled over. “Break anything?” “Nope, don’t think so. Give me a hand, maybe?” I looked towards the sky, relishing the warm sun pouring onto my face. I really needed to get out of my dark, cramped apartment more. Heck, my mother called me a ‘fungus’ because I always sat in a dark corner all day, not talking to any human being, wearing my glasses and keeping to myself. Birds were flitting across the sky. I guess it would be cool if I could be one too. An eagle, m...
Submitted to Contest #52
I looked up at the rocket. “I don’t want to do it.” Mr. Swean smiled. “It’s all right! You’ve worked hard for this. It’s the final moment. Time to see whether your hardwork will bring fruit. Be a little more excited, yeah?” I sighed. If only he knew. Then I frowned. Right. Maybe, if he did know, I could avoid having to go. I looked at him. “We need to talk.” He shook his head. “It’s about time. No more talking.” Fine. So h...
Submitted to Contest #51
It was some three years ago. I was a young man of 20 back then. I barely lived through twenty. Want to know why? Go on, read the rest, you'll find out. *** Hello, I'm Amar. And though my name means ' immortal ', I was hardly able to live through these last two years of my life. I just couldn't. The pain. The guilt. My troubled conscience. I was hardly able to survive. I hid from my own self in shame. When I went to sleep, the only thing I could see was that night, and my tiredness and sleep flew away. No sweet memories - only guilt-ridden on...
Submitted to Contest #50
I still can't process what happened there. All I know is, I learned a lot about the world and the consciousness beyond our vision and logic in those few weeks. *** Summer holidays had started a few days ago. My dad, my dad's friend, and I had undertaken a project. We were building a treehouse. We looked at our hard work proudly after it was done, and me and my friend decided to move in there. *** Fast-forward a few weeks, we had moved in with all essentials that a pair of treehousers n...
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