Brinley Crawford

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2024

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ā€œKarma With A Bow On Topā€ by Brinley Crawford

The holidays. Almost everyone I know loves them. But for me it just reminds me of the life I couldā€™ve hadā€¦ The life I threw away all those years ago. But why does that matter? I chose this path and I canā€™t take back what I did. Not ever. So I just keep a low profile and when duty calls, I answer it. Usually this time of year is super busy for me.Ā Weird, right? I guess they find it the easiest time to hire a mercenary to take out someone. Maybe itā€™s because it is always busy at this time and if someone doesnā€™t show up, they just guess th...

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ā€œ*I Didn't Kill Himā€ by Brinley Crawford

TW: themes and mentions of violence, blood, gore, self harmĀ  Life in the city is challenging. But being a police officer in the cityā€¦ Well that is just a living nightmare. But someone has to do it, or the city wouldn't even exist, not when the criminals are done with itā€¦I have been in the PDP for ten years now, and I have seen many things. But in the last few weeks, things have gotten even stranger. In the last week we have found three people dead. Each killed in a different way. It was disturbing. We all knew there was a killer i...

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ā€œ*It Wasn't Me, I Swear ā€ by Brinley Crawford

I never meant to do it, okay? It was all just an accident, I had never thought about killing someone, least of all him. Though I canā€™t prove I am innocent I can tell you, I didnā€™t know what brought me to do it.Ā  Someone pounded on my door, making me jump. My mind instantly began to race, and I found myself looking for any escape routes. ā€œW-who is it?ā€ I called, my voice shaking. Was it the cops? Did they finally figure out that it was me? I stared at the door, ready to bolt. ā€œItā€™s Darius.ā€ What does he want? I thought, surprised. ā€œCan y...

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ā€œ*Magic Always Has A Costā€ by Brinley Crawford

Tick, Ā  I eyed the clock, fear building up in my chest. It was only a matter of time before it would happen. Before it would be too late. It was already too late, but I refused to believe it.Ā  I shouldnā€™t even be in this situation! I should be home, with my family. Home, Too late for that. Then again, it was too late for many things.Ā  There was a knock on my door. It was quick and rough, like someone who was here for me. They were here for me, I was the only one hereā€¦ Theyā€™re too late. I thought, clutching my side. Iā€™m already...

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ā€œ*The Figure in The Distanceā€ by Brinley Crawford

Stay hidden, stay unnoticed. Thatā€™s what kept running through my head as I slipped down the alleyway. My job was to send a message to one of the leaders of the resistance, unnoticed. And a job that was. I am already being watched by spies every moment of my life, and just slipping away will lead to suspicions.Ā Snap! I froze. Someone is following me! I realized my heart rate sped up. I canā€™t be caught with Andrew. Not after everything Iā€™ve done to avoid being in the grips of Rafael and his men. Which means I have to ā€˜take careā€™ of them, ...

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ā€œ*Is Killing Really A Bad Thing?ā€ by Brinley Crawford

*TW; mentions or themes of blood, death, guns, self-harm.*The man just stood there, alone. As if he was asking to be killed. He didnā€™t seem to be worried about anything, he should know better than that. Everyone knew to be on guard as long as I was loose.Ā I stepped closer but avoided looking at him fully, aware that he might sense me watching him. The sixth sense; what I like to call the ā€œHex Senseā€, where you can feel when someoneā€™s watching you. My hand curved around the handle of the hidden knife. Coldness ran across my body, and it ...

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ā€œ*The Bullet of Truthā€ by Brinley Crawford

Tw: This story has mentions of blood/gore, bodies, guns and fire. I snapped open my eyes, dazed.Ā  Who am I? Was the first thing that ran through my head..Ā  I was blinded temporarily by the bright sun. I blinked slowly until my eyes adjusted to the brightness. By the time my eyes adjusted I was able to see that the sky was a darker shade of gray.Ā  Wasnā€™t the sky supposed to be blue, not gray? That was a good sign at least I remembered something. Actually now that I thought about it, I knew many things. But nothing that connecte...

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ā€œ*It's Me or Youā€ by Brinley Crawford

*Warning: The following contains death and guns*For years I have heard people say, vengeance is not the way to go.Ā I disagree.Ā It all started five years ago, when my best friend Amirs was shot and killed during one of our normal walks along the cityā€¦The buildings loomed above us as we walked together, joking around like friends should.Amir playfully pushed me, but I grabbed a hold of his hoodie before I could fall.Ā ā€œLet go, Dash. Thatā€™s cheating.ā€ He complained, using my nickname. I had gotten it from running cross country. I ...

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Author bio

I love to read and write crime and Fantasy stories, and am hoping to publish a story every week. (Note if they have a star* in the title that means they are connected to a deeper story line. Mostly due to a friends challenge.)