Eddie Thawne

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2020

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“Away From Paradise” by Eddie Thawne

There is nothing, absolutely nothing, more glorious and titillating than waking up to catch the blissful scent of lilies and ever blooming purple hibiscuses scattered strategically across your backyard lawn, especially if it's on an island, just as mine was. And there is nothing more relishing than the euphoria that comes with the swishing leaves of overhead palm trees coupled with the dainty warm glow of...

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“Till Death Do Us Part” by Eddie Thawne

20th January, 2021.**Diary Entry**Some people don't believe in love. True love. Well, I understand them when they say they don't because I, too once didn't either. I used to believe that it could only be found in the old dusty pages of rusted novels. That it was purely born of the author's fantasy and imagination, nothing more. The whole idea of love irritated me because I thought it was exaggerated unduly. It was painted perfect and I felt it too good to be true....

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“The Stranger I Never Knew” by Eddie Thawne

It rained heavily the day father died. I can still remember that day, vividly. I can still see his face and feel his stubbly cheeks. I still remember his smile. His broad smile, like he hadn't a problem in the world. The last time he smiled at me-at us, was when he bent over us and promised my brother, Justin, and me that he would take us on vacation in Paris immediately he got back from his trip. We were overjoyed. Our little hearts danced for Joy and we felt butterflies in our stomach. He placed his large hand on my shoulder and kissed ...

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“Deathly Friendship” by Eddie Thawne

Had it not been the warm reassuring ray of the morning sunlight that seeped through the cotton blinds and rested on the fleshy face of Milkman, he wouldn't have woken up at exactly eight o'clock. He opened his eyes abruptly and almost immediately, squinted. Shifting away from the sunlight, he made a displeasing sound in his throat as he stared blankly for a moment at the ceiling. From the corner of his right eye, he could see the clothes he wore the previous day. The ones he wore to work. Slowly, his mind began to recount how he had been ...

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Lazy writer. Avid reader. Lover of crime fiction Music addict. Movie addict. Currently busy with school work ....