B Hall

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“So Not A Gamer” by B Hall

Submitted to Contest #57

An older gentleman in his early fifties sits at a large, mahogany desk inside an elegant and luxurious study. Books and antique trinkets are displayed along the wall to ceiling shelves behind him. The lack of windows makes it so natural lighting is nonexistent, and the air of the room is stuffy but professional. Despite his unkempt facial hair, it is clear this man generally has a refined demeanor about him, but recent troubles have caused him to become a bit neglectful of his personal care. He looks to a paper and pen that ar...

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“The Love and Hate Life of Momma” by B Hall

Submitted to Contest #56

I see Momma typing quietly over at the computer from the other side of the room where I lay in my cage, or playpen as she likes to call it. The house is so clean that you would think a guest of royal descent were about to walk through the door. She seems completely ignorant of my presence for over a second now so of course, I know that this is the perfect time to let out my signature ear-bleeding cry, with added salty tears for that special touch. Immediately that grabs her attention as she looks over towards me with full responsiveness. She...

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“We Are Not A Cult” by B Hall

Submitted to Contest #55

“So what time do they bring out the kool-aid?” “Oh my goodness! Dylan, if you don’t shut up we are turning around right now and you’ll never hear a thing about this again.” Lola is my best friend and the only person that I can honestly stand to even be around. I’m not blind to the fact that I am a total bitch, but at the end of the day I am her bitch, and that is all that matters right? She stops and stares at me to ensure I got how serious is she about this. “Ok ok, don’t go all parent on a road trip on me here, Lolly. You know I am...

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“Letting Go” by B Hall

Submitted to Contest #54

“Well doc, I’m about to be married. Sure it took me till I was a little over 30, but what more could I possibly want in life than the possibility of eternal love and a family of my own?” I state this with as much fake enthusiasm as I can muster, though I’m pretty sure my long-time therapist Dr. Bennet who is in her 60’s and has seen more than her fair share of client pandering isn’t buying my crap as usual. “I’m not buying that crap Layla.” Told you. “Look Layla dear, we have been together on this journey of recovery for just over ...

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Author bio

Writer and writing analysts with a main passion for drama, fantasy, and romance. Determined to use her one life to see and share as many stories as possible.