Derrick M Domican

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2023

Stories (41)

41 Stories

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“Wolves on a Train” by Derrick M Domican

Submitted to Contest #205

There were wolves on the train from Kildare to Kilkenny and the noise of them was driving me mad. They weren’t real wolves, of course. Real wolves would not have been as obnoxious, or as drunk, or as stupid. No, these were humans in werewolf masks and gloves, six of them in total, dressed up for some Halloween party or other, and judging by their boisterousness and how intimidating they were, they’d been ‘getting in the mood’ for quite some time.Thankfully, for now, they were halfway down the carriage and weren’t bothering me, other than wit...

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“Bewilderness” by Derrick M Domican

Submitted to Contest #204

He arrived in the town of Bewilderness on a weary, white mustang with bruised hooves. Dusty trousers, torn shirt, battered Stetson. Stubble that was more days old than he knew. Sunburnt face tired and drawn, throat coarse as gravel, bags under eyes from not sleeping. For many more days than he knew.He’d travelled a great distance, through an endless expanse of sandy nothingness, his faithful steed carrying him on bent shoes. He didn’t know where he’d come from or where he’d return, he only knew he was here, now, in this washed-out town of ra...

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“Legend of Imelda: Dark Countess” by Derrick M Domican

Submitted to Contest #203

There were Shadow Skulls everywhere, pouring into the Hall through every door and window, a seemingly endless amount, cloaks flapping, blades slashing as they charged at the Champion, determined to keep him from his love. Van was close to the tower in which the object of this final quest awaited, but having fought his way through horde after horde of the Undead, exhausted his supplies, given everything he had, he knew he wasn’t going to make it. Not unless he used the Atomic Spirit, the weapon he’d ventured into a secr...

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“HYACINTH VI: THE EPILOGUE” by Derrick M Domican

Submitted to Contest #202

Out of the depths of rancid, crocodile-infested bayou waters rose a hand, then an arm, then a body, a hooded head breaking the surface, without so much as a whimper. Effortlessly, like a ripple on the lake, the revived-again killer propelled himself towards the bank, through charred debris and greasy oil slicks, the remains of a motorboat, the aftermath of an explosion, the culmination of a massacre that had almost seen him finally end the story. But the bitch had prevailed. As he drew closer to the bank, as the waters grew shallow...

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“Gossapp_Girl” by Derrick M Domican

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #200

**Connecting to Server.**Initiating Application.**Gossapp V.1.0 installed.**GOSSAPP_GIRL has entered the chat.**Cindy_Ford has entered the chat.**Accessing contact list for AndroidAP55E7.**Chat invitation sent to Jenny_Reynolds.**Chat invitation sent to Louise_McLaughlin.**Chat invitation sent to Taylor_Doyle.CindyF: Helllooo GossappGirl. Not sure how this works. Is this like ChatGPT or do you just randomly make shit up and throw it out there?GOSSAPP_GIRL: Hi CindyF, thanks for joining my chat! I’m Gossapp_Girl. I have lots of juicy gossip f...

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“MD” by Derrick M Domican

Submitted to Contest #199

Somebody famous wrote 'the eyes are the window to the soul', so I suppose that’s why I caught a glimpse of a beautiful world when our hamburger-shaped In-SECTs (Independent Secure Eye Containment Transporters) brushed past each other in the highest layer of the atmosphere and my eyes met hers.I say ‘brushed past’ but it was actually more like me veering wildly off course as a result of pressing my control stick too far forward and almost careening into another drone, the one that had the initials RL glowing green on its digital display.&nbsp...

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“Carnival” by Derrick M Domican

Submitted to Contest #198

Principal Wallace was standing with his back to the door, leafing through folders in the top drawer of one of his filing cabinets, when she entered the office, quiet as a mouse, stealthy as a ninja, gentle as the wind, despite her size. She smirked as she crossed from the door to the busy-but-organised desk, softly and swiftly like she was floating, and drew to a halt there, wondering how long it would take for him to notice she’d arrived. The window next to him was open and bright summer sunlight was streaming into the room along with ...

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“Odd Luck” by Derrick M Domican

Submitted to Contest #197

His eyelids fluttered as the darkness behind them diminished and a soothing warmth settled on his face, like that of a cosy summer’s day.He started to bring movement to his body, spreading his fingers, wiggling his toes, tilting his head left and right as he came awake, squeezing his eyes tighter shut before blinking them open.He inhaled sharply as he took in his surroundings, the same surroundings he woke up to every time, the same ceiling, the same four-poster bed, the same floral patterned wallpaper and tapestries. To his left, the teak g...

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“The Winking Man” by Derrick M Domican

Submitted to Contest #196

*Features suggestion of child abduction.* The smart-looking centrepiece of the Pink Bougainvillaea Resort rose high into the cloud-filled night beyond a tidy block of white stucco villas. It was a five-storey, hundred room building with, as its name implied, an embracing multitude of pink bougainvillaea vines clinging to its brilliant, white-washed walls. From where I crouched, hidden in the shadows at the edge of a glade of palm trees amongst short, spiky Aloe Vera shrubs, I could see over the terracotta-tiled rooftops of t...

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“Intuicut, by Flenz” by Derrick M Domican

Submitted to Contest #195

“Welcome to ‘Intuicut, by Flenz! Leave your worries at the door, stimulate positive vibes, happy auras beget exquisite style and your aura today is quite…”She was going to say ‘violet’, which was not the calmest colour for an aura, but then the Fernalian Princess with the ivy-covered, bark-like skin and impressive head of thorny, blossom-filled foliage thrust the hat she’d removed at her chest, cutting her off.“Loni, are you sure this is a good idea?” said the tree-being in the gossamer dress, speaking to the mushroom-like female in the smar...

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“Halford’s Helpful Hat” by Derrick M Domican

Submitted to Contest #194

I knew I was dying, I’ve known that for a while, but I didn’t think it was going to happen today, and I certainly didn’t think it would be at the hands of the woman who changed the course of my life but who I met for the first time just today. Being tazed and having your mouth stuffed full of thirty-seven year old wool and polyester doesn’t really give you time to make sense of things, but here I am, and there she is, and it’s slowly coming together in my brain. My limbs feel like jelly, my insides are twitching, my heart is trying to pound...

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Author bio

I'm a writer from Ireland. My favourite genres are fantasy/sci-fi and horror. I like to create labyrinthine tales that lead you down a few different paths before you get to the secret in the middle. Lots of my stuff is inspired by quirky old TV shows like the The Prisoner/The Avengers/Dr Who. In the past I've written comic scripts for small press UK publishers. And I've been working on some children's novels. Favourite authors are Dean Koontz and Robert McCammon. Hopefully you will enjoy reading my tales.

Winning 2 stories 🏆

Contest #266

inspirAItion – read story

Contest #207

Speed Fate – read story

Shortlisted 3 stories ⭐️

Contest #231

Koi Under Ice – read story

Contest #230

Last Words – read story

Contest #200

Gossapp_Girl – read story