Anoush Hovnanian

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021

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“The rooftop” by Anoush Hovnanian

Submitted to Contest #272

‘Wait!’ I scream, between coughs. I remember when I used to run up those stairs that fast, with as much ease as she does now. Those were the days!               What I fear has happened, she passed by the science labs and classrooms. She’s not going to stop until she reaches the top. I have to join her. 47 is no age for such barbary. I’m pretty sure I sprained my ancle a couple of floors ago. ‘Miranda, a little help
’ I ask, but my wife’s voice is far behind. I hear her p...

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“RomĂ©o and Yulia” by Anoush Hovnanian

Submitted to Contest #237

While there were always some faint sounds in the background as they were getting ready to air, they seemed much louder on that day, to the point where Hugo had to interrupt his reading. The music came on. Hugo looked at Sophie, who was organising the papers in front of her. They usually shared some kind of banter, but not this morning. As her hands started trembling, she put the papers back down. Hugo had not seen her in such a state since they had been sent together to Afghanistan. He wanted to say something reassuring to her, but there was...

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“Lightless” by Anoush Hovnanian

Submitted to Contest #124

I 4:00 am I can’t sleep. Sometimes sleep won’t come to you. No matter what you do to catch it. No matter how hard you try. Sleep won’t come. If Luna was there, she would probably tell me sleep is not something you can order around. She would tell me this, in that soothing voice of hers. That sleep never comes to the ones who wish to catch it. But Luna is not here. 4:05 am Still can’t sleep. She would surely tell me a tale never to forget, which would instantly fade away. She would tell me about a flock of birds, flying far away from it a...

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“The Hill” by Anoush Hovnanian

Submitted to Contest #120

It’s funny, isn’t it? All of it. Those minutes making moments. Those sounds making words. Those lights making images; images making people. Then people are crowds, crowds have voices. And all of those crowds and voices, they had to be here now, didn’t they? Funny. Is there anything more bleak than dying in a hospital bed, on a busy day? ‘Who are you talking to, granny?’ Asks Emily. Have I been saying all those things out loud? Am I still
 No, my lips are touching. Better keep it that way. ‘What does bleak mean?’ She asks. And just like tha...

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“Fly me to the moon” by Anoush Hovnanian

Submitted to Contest #112

Fly me to the moon Let me play among the starts Celeste could hear soft crackling behind. A warm fire, almost as tender as her mother’s arms. She rocked her little baby and hummed the song. Holding Celeste so tightly that it seemed as though she would never let go. So Celeste let her head rest on her mother’s chest. In other words, please be true In other words, I love
 The fire disappeared first. It left nothing behind, but the cold. So Celeste tried to look at her mother, but she was no more. In her place, blankets. And a scratchy ...

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“Mrs and Mr North” by Anoush Hovnanian

Submitted to Contest #96

I can’t sleep. Mr and Mrs North invited me to stay the night. Their home. Their guest room. Their bed. I don’t sleep in other people’s homes, it feels off. This room feels off. It must be the pillows, they’re too squishy. Or maybe it’s something else. The passing cars outside- rather the absence of them. Those cars driving through the night, that awake your half asleep mind; they aren’t here. Although I never thought I would miss this, the comfiness of utter silence has something heavy to it.    I should have said no, to stayi...

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“Young love” by Anoush Hovnanian

Submitted to Contest #89

I sat in my car for a moment. Looked at the letter again. Written quickly, on a simple page. Not on a card, not with sweet words. Simply critic instructions. I should have known. I should have guessed a long time ago, but this made it so obvious. There were so many signs
 But you are oblivious when you want to be. How did I not see this coming? It had always been coming. His months of avoiding me, his lies that just went on and on. So many lies. All those signs and I still saw none of it coming. My hands started shaking, trembling more and ...

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Author bio

Hi Everyone! I have recently finished writing my novel, if you like my style and you are an agent, don't hesitate to get in contact with me... Enjoy your reading!