Chris Slade

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2020

Stories (7)

7 Stories

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“Viral Love” by Chris Slade

Submitted to Contest #60

If I told you the world was going to end tomorrow, what would you do? I think most people would freak out, and rightly so. There’s that whole ‘twenty-four hours to live’ thing, and the ‘how do you spend your last day’ thing. The ‘What would you do in your final seven days’ thing. People ask questions like that and then their friends bullshit some answers. Let me tell you how it really goes.

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“U-12” by Chris Slade

Submitted to Contest #59

Home. A place I’ve never been. The waves crash against the shore as I step out of the hatch of my C-32 Starfighter and onto its gray, carbon scored hull. What an odd thing to call the blackened marks, ‘carbon scoring’. Science debunked the theory, yet the name remains and even those of us who know better use it. My mind refocuses on my surroundings, the waves batter...

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“Stumbling. Sinking. Swimming.” by Chris Slade

Submitted to Contest #58

What do I do? It's a snowball rolling down the mountainside, growing, growing, growing out of control as it careens through drifts and banks. I'm spiraling. I know it, but sometimes that only helps to slow the fall, to slow the spin, but a top isn't done till it hits the ground. I'll know when I hit, and it isn't yet. No one is listening. My voice keeps rising, tidal in its unco...

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“Resignation” by Chris Slade

Submitted to Contest #57

I can’t do this anymore. Have you ever thought you were born to the wrong family? That you didn’t belong? I meet a lot of people through the family business. Some of the people I’ve met believed they were born into the wrong body. A woman in a man’s body, a boy in a girl’s. I even met a unicorn in a woman’s body. Even stranger? He was a male unicorn. Don’t ask me how that’s possible, I’m no expert. I don’t even ...

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“Forbidden Fruit” by Chris Slade

Submitted to Contest #56

“This is one of my colleagues, Lillith.” “Lil.” That was all she said as she reached out her perfectly manicured hand. Her name. Lillith. Lil for short. But I already knew that. His hand was so firm as he grasped mine, strong, powerful. Just as I remembered. “Samael. But my friend’s call me Sam.” He says. Of course th...

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“A Match Made in Heaven... Er... Hell” by Chris Slade

Submitted to Contest #56

Dear Reader, I must forewarn you that the following story does contain yadda, yadda, yadda moments. This is due to the nature of how demons speak when riled up. I cannot in good faith put in writing the atrocities that our two heroes put to word. (Heroes? Perhaps villains? Regardless, whatever they are, the things they said will not be repeated.) ***************************************************...

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“Our Little Secret” by Chris Slade

Submitted to Contest #55

The first time I met Mark was a Sunday afternoon. I was admittedly out of it. You know how it is when you want to enjoy your weekend, but tomorrow is Monday? There I was, sitting on the park bench at the neighborhood playset, my 11-year-old boy going up and down that tan and red playset. He’s a real energizer bunny, that one. That’s when I noticed him standing there. Mark’s imposing 6’4” fra...

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Author bio

Army Vet. Recently rediscovered my love of books, reading, and writing. Returning to school for a second degree and a new career in nursing, working full time, trying to find time to write. Writing my first book! Will be taking Flash Fiction Fridays to do a little writing on the side.