Anna Rajmon

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2024

Stories (4)

4 Stories

14 karma pts

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“The Weight of Lies” by Anna Rajmon

Submitted to Contest #268

Sensitive content: Infidelity, manipulation, emotional betrayal and sexual undertones. He was so used to getting away with everything - a typical seducer, player, heartbreaker, traitor, and conman. He viewed women as prey, objects to satisfy his desires. And there she was, walking towards him: a graceful stranger. Her golden mane swayed with the rhythm of her elegant stride, the wind playing with the tips of her hair, and the sway of her hips drawing attention like a magnet. He stepped towards her, ready for his next conquest.She stopped at ...

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“The Fragile Bond” by Anna Rajmon

Submitted to Contest #268

Sensitive content: Sex work and emotional conflict. Furious, hurt, and intoxicated by anger, she burst into the room. Without thinking, her gaze locked onto the woman standing by the window. “Why did you do it?” she said in an accusatory tone, glaring furiously at her mother. Her eyes were filled with rage and hatred, all of that anger just radiating from her. “You’re a selfish, disgusting witch! I wish I’d never been born.” So much hatred in such a tiny being, consumed by the need for answers. There is so much hate, driven by love. Sh...

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“The Border of the Red Choice” by Anna Rajmon

Submitted to Contest #268

The old wooden rocking chair in the corner of the room looked so cosy, almost inviting her to sit down, and she couldn’t resist. She took her favourite book, already halfway through a story that had captivated her with its gripping narrative. She settled in and looked ahead. Through the window, she saw the true essence of autumn. It was the perfect time to read in warmth, with a view of nature’s variety. Outside, colourful leaves fluttered in the air, mingling with the raindrops. She got comfortable and opened the book, eager to continue. Li...

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“Autumn Shadows” by Anna Rajmon

Submitted to Contest #267

“Everything will come to me at the right time,” she thought to herself as she pulled the warm blanket even closer around her body. The room was cold, warmed only by the heat from the fire crackling in the fireplace; the sound of the wood snapping echoed through the room. She sat in a wooden chair, watching the raindrops slide down the glass panes of the window. Outside, the wind played with the leaves, sending them wherever it pleased. “Autumn has begun,” she whispered aloud and smiled. She loved this time of year. That moment when nature be...

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