Allie Mae Sakry

“Chapters 45-47 of "Sengoku"” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #267

These are chapters 46 and 47 of the book I am writing titled "Sengoku". This is based off real warlords from Sengoku era Japan. Please enjoy and share any feedback you may have!A few days later, Kaiyo was walking around with a small stack of letters for Mitsuhide.“I’m glad I decided to take the long route. The sunset by the little temple is so pretty.” She walked along, happily humming to herself.“My apologies for such a meeting place. I know it is not ideal.” Huh? That sounds like Mitsuhide. Kaiyo rounded the corner to find Mitsuhide next t...

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“Chapter 39 of "Sengoku": Kennyo's Revenge” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #267

This is chapter 39 of a book I am writing titled "Sengoku." The book is based off real life warlords from Sengoku era Japan. In this chapter, the famous monk Kennyo is desperate for revenge against big-time warlord Nobunaga Oda, and kidnaps the four main female characters of the book: Sakura, Misa, Kaiyo, and Yukari. Please enjoy the chapter and let me know if you have any feedback! The eleven men stood in front of their horses, their hands on their weapons, ready for anything. Oda on one side, Uesugi-Takeda on the other. Nearly five feet s...

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“Secrets In Ink” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #261

A card adorned with flowers and a golden wax seal:“Dearest Licht,“Thank you very much for the flowers! They are lovely, and smell so sweet. How did you know hydrangeas were my favorite? I don’t recall ever telling you. Of course, I do tell you a lot of things, so I suppose it would not be odd if it slipped my mind! I do not have much time right now, and I do apologize for not having the time to take you into town and show you around. The palace has kept me as busy as a bee! I do have next Saturday off, so how about we go then? I’ll meet you ...

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“That Body Was Mine” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #256

And just like that, I am dead. I have been defeated. With a few quick shots to the chest, and my final breath, I am done. There is no more of me. Where I once was, I am no longer. The brick behind me will forever be stained with my blood and a few bullet holes from that powerful tommy gun. Red on red, with the lake at my side. Yes, that body was indeed mine. Allow me to explain. I was young, approximately 12 years old, when I came into the life I lived until my dying breath. My owner, Paul, had ordered me many customers. I hated them all. Th...

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“Patience” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #252

I cared. Oh, how deeply I cared for her. Yes, this was exactly what I had wanted all my life. Something to hold on to, something … worthy. Yes indeed, she was worthy of my attention. You think me insane, do you not? Well, I cannot say I am not. Though, aren’t we all? We all get obsessions, do we not? Yes, that is exactly what this was. An obsession. It was a beautiful day outside. She caught my eye. Oh, how quickly she caught my eye. She had been walking from the river with a pot and a basket back to her home. Such clarity of beauty that was...

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“Chapter 1 of "Sucri"” by Allie Mae Sakry

The sands wisped away from the tops of the dunes, melding into the searing wind above. As the footprints and handprints melted away, a figure could be seen crawling its way up and down the mounds. Finally, settling atop a large rock, he lifted his hood, dark hair blown around by the hot air. The vastness of the desert had finally been broken by the oasis below. Another hour or two and he would be there. But it was noon. The suns were hot and forcing beads of sweat to run along his skin, seeping into the cloth wrapped around his body. He woul...

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“Assimilation” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #189

It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. The crunch of the snow underneath our boots filled the cold air. The farther north we traveled, the colder it was getting. We must have been somewhere in upper Washington state, but we couldn’t afford to let the winter delay our journey more than it already had. Lead would not let so many months of miserable travel for our people go to waste with lost lives due to our inability to get to Northerton Fortress. The ever-growing shelter for survivors of the nuclear bombing was mi...

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“Addiction” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #140

“May I use the bathroom?” I waited with my raised hand for Mr. Westeadt to excuse me at the same time during his history class for the nth time. I never took more than a few minutes, so he was never suspicious of me doing anything bad like doing drugs or skipping class. He sighed and gestured to the door. I hurried out without my backpack or any of my belongings that weren’t already in my jeans’ pockets. I never took them; I already had everything I needed. I made sure nobody was in the hall as I stepped into the solitary unisex bathroom....

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“Little Casanova Town Diner” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #110

I watched the downpour pound away at the old gas pumps through the window. They were already rusted from however many years they’ve stood there, barely covered by the awning hanging overhead. Must have been about seventy years by now. My chin resting on my palm, I sighed into the silence of Little Casanova Town Diner, just outside the town. “Nice weather out there,” called a voice a few rotating stools away. I turned around to look at the young man with pretty, silver hair and a kind smile. A dark silver, almost like he was going gray despit...

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“Dream Spirit” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #103

My ears rang at the sound of the scraping metal and squealing tires. The pain in my right arm was unbearable. I crawled out from the driver side of my car and struggled over to the other vehicle. The man inside was older, easily older than sixty. I tried my best to find his vein, any vein, to see if he still had a pulse. I couldn’t reach any place where I knew a vein was, and cursing myself for my lack of medical knowledge, I tried to pull him from his laying position across the two front seats of his old truck. My arm hurt too much, and I w...

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“Smile For Me Part 2: A Tale of Two Smiles” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #100

Princess Aoi awoke from her deep sleep and stretched. She rose and walked toward the balcony where, only two weeks prior, she encountered the glowing orb that aided her in appreciation of life and the people she loved. Taking a deep breath of the dewy morning air, she headed to her wardrobe and got dressed for the day. She left her room and walked down the large corridors to her office, where she found Giles, Alyn, Leo, and Louis waiting for her. They bowed as she entered. The princess grew cautious at the unusual sight. “Is something wrong...

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“No. 37” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #96

December 15th, 1987. Sherry and I met again today. We discussed the road trip across the country we are planning for in January. The heat will be quite intense this year, according to the weather scientists. Sherry asked me if it was okay for me to be missing work in the lab most of the month. I had to laugh at her naïveté. Regardless, we would be departing Perth on the 5th. She’s already begun packing; she is so excited. As am I. “Jacob,” she said to me, “this is probably the most exciting time of our lives! Nothing is going to come even c...

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“How I Saved My Brother” by Allie Mae Sakry

There was a clear sky that day. The light of the sun illuminated our pathway. Kanou had been walking with me through the huge back gardens behind the pool house. I looked over at him, a golden sunset behind his head as he kept looking forward. He was deep in thought about what our parents expected of us, again. “Come on, Kanou,” I said, pushing on his shoulder. “Stop thinking about it. Not going to change what they want Hinata to do. We’re lucky to have been born second and third.” “We don’t even know her, Kenta. She hasn’t done anything w...

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“Smile For Me” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #88

Princess Aoi sighed as she stared out the window of her office, daydreaming of taking a walk in the palace gardens and ignoring the heavy piles of documents in front of her. “Is something the matter, Your Highness?” The palace tutor Giles Christophe looked up from his papers with concern. “There’s so much to do, Giles,” she whispered. “I fear I’ll spend most my life reading and signing documents, giving attention to nothing but parchment.” She sat up in her chair and grabbed the next document from her unfinished pile. Gil...

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“More Than Anything” by Allie Mae Sakry

Submitted to Contest #61

Tim Porter was a simple man. Quiet, kind, caring, and hardworking.  He lived in a modest cottage in the small mountain town of Manitou Springs, Colorado with his wife of nearly 34 years, Ciara Porter. While Tim was growing up in southern California with his parents who had recently emigrated from Venezuela, Ciara was being raised in an orphanage, learning about her Indigenous ancestors of the Sioux Tribe. Since Ciara was usually a well-behaved child, her older brother could visit her often to tell her about their parents ...

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