Calliope Ross

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2023

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“Jacob & The Ritual” by Calliope Ross

Submitted to Contest #266

Jacob sits with his legs crossed. The house is quiet, all seven candles are lit, the moon is in the right phase, and he's exactly eight feet underground.The ritual can finally begin.He peeks at the grimoire before he closes his eyes and settles his nerves.A steady breath in and out as he reads the list one last time."Seven candles, waxing crescent moon, and eight feet underground."That's all—wait.His eyes scan the last item."One cup of ice water."His body tenses.Ice water?How could he have forgotten something so simple?!Jacob scrambles to hi...

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“Marry Him” by Calliope Ross

Submitted to Contest #190

“Speak now,” said the priest. “Or forever hold your peace.” Winter watched the play intently while Asta sat next to him, trying to remember how long it was supposed to be. “This is the best part,” whispered Winter, who hadn’t taken his eyes off the stage or the actors once, not for anything. Asta liked seeing him happy, but he couldn’t stand sitting still long enough to watch the play with him. He could not wait for this to be over so he could grab Winter and go see the Halloween lights around town. “I object!” An actor shouted onstage. ...

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“Snow & Screams” by Calliope Ross

Submitted to Contest #189

It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling and it was almost dark, but Juniper could see the lights still on inside the house. He rubbed his arms and walked a little faster, knowing that Melissa was waiting for him inside. His hands shook as he got out his keys. The music inside was loud enough for him to hear it clearly, which meant that Melissa was either cooking or dancing in the living room. Juniper loved both possibilities. He heard the music pause and saw Melissa’s face through the living room window. The door opened just as he got t...

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He/him 18 I write for kids who sit in their closet and wish they were somewhere else. https://calliope-lives.carrd.co/