Dewain Williams

“Rose of Viterbo” by Dewain Williams

Submitted to Contest #86

Rose of Viterbo By Dewain Williams Rose was only eight years old when she had the vision. Born and raised in Viterbo. The city she adorned. It was close to midnight when the vision came. Rose was dosing off while sitting on the couch looking at the pinch black sky. A beautiful woman appeared in all white and spoke. "Rose, speak justice to all despite their power, despite the strength and might they may have. Never give up and never quit. Let not your young age discourage you in your efforts. Be strong and smart and wise. Fear not any conse...

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“Sam” by Dewain Williams

Sam By Dewain Williams We graced Davis with Our favour. We said, ‘You mountains,  echo God’s praises together with him, and you birds, too.’ We  softened iron for him, saying, ‘Make coats of chain mail and  measure the links well.’ ‘Do good, all of you, for I see everything  you do.’ And we subjected the wind for Sam. Its outward  journey took a month, and its return journey likewise. We made a  fountain of molten brass flow for him, and some of the spirits worked under his control with his Lord’s permission. I...

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“We got him” by Dewain Williams

Submitted to Contest #72

We Got Him By Dewain Williams The courtroom was packed with observers, reporters, and family members. Henry Jacks the defendant sat at the defense table with his lawyer, nervous and afraid with notes he planned to show his lawyer when he could focus. His hands and feet were shackled. In a typical courtroom that looked new considering his eleven month stay in the county jail. "Everybody rise!" The judge walked in wearing an all black robe with books in hand. He was known for going strickly by the books. His grey hair stood out over his dark b...

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“It didn't add up” by Dewain Williams

Submitted to Contest #66

IT DOESNT ADD UP By Dewain Williams Cason Conners half alive sat up on the edge of his bed and stared begrudgingly at the sun he depended on as his alarm clock. How could it look so bright and cheery each morning when he felt so dejected by his current position in life. At twenty-eight he was still living at home with his parents; that wasn't the problem. A house of his own seemed like too much responsibility. He still has nightmares about the responsibility of a puppy his dad got for him as a boy.  "Sorry max wherever you ran off to." ...

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“Gang members” by Dewain Williams

Submitted to Contest #66

GANG MEMBERS                                 By Dewain Williams      The beef was on going for over twenty years. The Westside Boys against The Eastside Homies. Dozens of lives lost and countless injuries to innocent people in the process. A senseless turf battle that only continued so long because of pride and greed.       Th...

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“He came back” by Dewain Williams

Submitted to Contest #65

                                  HE CAME BACK                                  A SHORT STORY                    &n...

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