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He was here. I knew he was. I had memorized his face, the dark endless pit in his eyes as he stared into my soul, teeth biting down on his lower lip, slowly making his way towards the concession stand where I stood. He had been rather handsome with his perfectly proportioned face, sharp cheekbones, and light stubble dotting his jaw, his deep voice startling me as he picked up a conversation with the worker with the long white apron who fiddled with the large popcorn machine. He had handed me the popcorn, catching me by surprise, his dark h...
Submitted to Contest #91
It was a bright morning, the sun glaring down onto my face as I rushed through the busy crowd of St. Jones Street, my black bag slung over my shoulder, heavy with my thick overdue library book. People bustled busily past me as I rushed down the sidewalk, my worn-out sneakers throwing up dust as I quickly turned the corner. Sliding my sunglasses onto the bridge of my nose, I tightened my grip on the handle of my bag. In the past couple hundred years, I had slowly learned how to casually blend into crowds, change my clothes in dark alleyways ...
Submitted to Contest #89
Ace’s soft brown hair blew gently with the wind, stormy grey eyes meeting Annabella’s dark ones, his soft lips turning up into a grin, “the city doesn’t need a hero, it needs more than that.” He was saying looking up into the night sky. Annabella hummed, bracing her feet on the roof of the tall building they stood atop of, hair flying into the air behind her, hands on the gun at her hip. The man before her looked so beautiful under the stars, his hard eyes turning back to her, his men standing behind him. “This city needs someone who unde...
Submitted to Contest #88
The world was quiet tonight. Anissa grabbed a handful of her dress, rushing down the stone steps into the vast royal garden, breathing hard, eyebrows narrowed with worry. Up in the dark night sky shone a large full circle, illuminating the pretty flowers growing around her. It was a full moon. She had been locked up in her tower for so long that she had almost forgotten how beautiful the night sky was. It had been years. Her father, the King of Drakva had ordered her locked up after he discovered her threatening powers, locking them away ...
Submitted to Contest #87
Valerie took a careful step into her kitchen, nervously looking around. Her eyes glided to the date on her fridge, the numbers circled in a dark red marker as she confirmed the day. It was April 1st. “Mom! I’m going to Amanda’s house-” Her mother came down the stairs in a hurry, quickly pulling her hair into a tight ponytail as she tried to fix her ironed black suit, “you’re not going anywhere, young lady. You still haven’t started your chores!” Valerie groaned loudly, “mom, please! I can’t be here today.” Her mom stopped before her wit...
Submitted to Contest #86
It was yet another day of preparing the garden for the King’s visit, a boring and tiresome job of pulling out the weeds and patting down the soil around the vast maze, new flowers and leaves sprouting and blossoming into the warm spring evening. Andromeda had her bright red hair in a large bun behind her head, sweat shining on her brows as she straightened her back with a large groan. Beyond the large garden lay the wide and open forest, the greenery finally beginning to creep back in as the seasons changed. The leaves on the tall trees had...
Submitted to Contest #48
Tonight would be the night Mor would bring down the small gang that ran the main club in her town, killing whom they pleased and whenever they pleased. It had been ages since she had felt the rush of the wind as she scaled the rooftops of houses, jumping effortlessly from one to another, her hair flying and her heart pumping. The scent of fresh air after hours of sitting in her dorm studying for her final was the best break she could ask for. It was open and inviting, the sky empty and vast. Sometimes Mor wished that she could fly, let her ...
Submitted to Contest #9
She always watched him from afar, since the beginning of the year. She saw him in the hallways, watching her every move. She watched him back, her gaze burning into his soft hazel eyes. It was not just looking, it was much more. Savanna wanted to talk to him, but her shyness took over and she walked passed him, like every other time. He would watch her go before turning back to his locker, taking out his books for class. She could feel that invisible hands trying to pull her back, trying to make her talk to him. Even once.&...
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