Chelly Jo Welch

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2023

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6 Stories

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“Virtually New to This” by Chelly Jo Welch

      It’s hard to describe the feeling of taking a life for the first time.            The guy- that’s right, I didn’t even know his name- was on the ground in a pool of his own blood and vomit.            Okay. Maybe a little bit of the vomit was mine.            Just a little bit.            I hadn’t felt myself remove the knife from his body, but it was still there in my hand, and...

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“Opposites Attract ” by Chelly Jo Welch

[TW: Mention of domestic abuse]       Eliza and Elijah Johnson could not be any more different, starting with their opposite genders, down to their reflections and their style.            Eliza Johnson was from a dirt poor family, with a mass of unruly fire-red curls and freckles splattered across her face, as if god had tripped while painting and the splatter marred her features forever. As a ...

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“The Western Winds” by Chelly Jo Welch

      The typical masquerade ball maintained a sense of duality. Of course the surface beauty; men and women dressed in their best, faces pointedly obscured by the tiniest of masks, or the flashiest of them. Then, there was the terrible boredom the entitled guests worked terribly hard to perfect. It was worse at balls, doubly so at a masquerade. Nobility so often felt that their gaudiest clothes and most expensive jewels...

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“For Want of Gold” by Chelly Jo Welch

       Farwater was a trading post town, and as such, quite large. Finding the stables had been a struggle, and by the time she finally came across them, Cozbi was just half a step beyond the threshold of exhaustion. Unfortunately, her day was far from over. She dismounted and led her mare inside to find what she assumed was the owner of the establishment laying across some haybales, his hat next to him brim-up.  ...

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“Kismet” by Chelly Jo Welch

        People often told Abelle not to sit by the pond, nestled deep in the gardens. First of all, it was hidden by bushes and obscured their view of her. Secondly, there could be snakes, especially in the early summer. Thirdly, it was always a little pocket of humidity that tended to make her hair frizz and curl and ruined whatever look her mother had sculpted it into for the evening. Fourthly, she was a lady, and her objective at these parties was to be seen and fawned over, and people could not ...

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“Adrenaline ” by Chelly Jo Welch

      “Okay, class. Pop quiz.” The professor clapped his hands as silently as he could, speaking the words barely over a whisper as he turned to face us. There were only ten of us here, in the small hunting platform affixed in the canopy. The platform was octagonal in shape, leaving an opening in the center for us to peer down to the bottom of the forest. There were windows along the side as well, for us to keep a steady...

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Author bio

A hobbyist writer since birth, suddenly turned aspiring novelist.