Isabella Montoya

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2023

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“Hope” by Isabella Montoya

I wake up in the middle of a dark, heavy fog, the air around me dank and musty. I’m laying on the cold floor, my body aching terribly. I try to get up, but a heavy weight around my chest keeps me down. I try with all my might to stand up, but the most I can do is get on my knees. I look around, but all I can see is fog and darkness.God, why am I still here? I cry out to Him in my mind. Please, where are you? When will this freaking nightmare end?! I hear a low growl from behind me and immediately know who it is.“Leave!” I yell at it angrily....

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“The Ring” by Isabella Montoya

Warning: Mild violence, swearing, and heartbreak ;)**********As they say, love is a double edged sword. It can be the most beautiful thing in the world, making you feel like the most loved and special person in the whole universe, but at the same time, it can be used to cause one of the greatest pains a human can ever experience in their life. Whenever someone asks me what I think about it, instead of telling them a simple answer, I tell them this story of mine:I wake up to the warmth of the sun on my back. I stretch my hand to reach for Jak...

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“Maok” by Isabella Montoya

I was a retired police dog. My job was to protect and save the community no matter what. Jack used to be my friend. He was a nice human living in a nice house up in the mountains of North Carolina. We would always spend time together outside. Life was perfect and fun... until it wasn't. One day I woke up to the cries of Jack. He sounded terrified, so I sprinted outside to find him fighting a bear. I tried to help him, but the bear caused Jack to fall and smack his head badly against a rock. I tried to get him up, but he wouldn't respond. He ...

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“The Button of Fate” by Isabella Montoya

**TW: Death of a child. Mental torture.**Silence. That’s all I could hear. The room was so dark I could barely see my hand in front of me. I tried to stand up, but I felt like a truck had just passed over me. All I could do was lay there on the cold floor.“Please,” I cried, “someone, please help me!”I didn't know where I was, and I couldn’t even remember how I got here, which made me so nervous I cried.I heard some heavy footsteps approaching. Then I saw some light coming from the small window in the room’s door, allowing me to see better wh...

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“Midnight Clock” by Isabella Montoya

“Sir?” a muffled voice said. “Sir? Are you listening to me?” The voice grabbed my arm and yelled, “General Raymond!”I glanced around quickly and saw the source of the voice. A young man in a lab coat and black pants was staring back at me, his brown eyes filled with dread. He let go of my arm and backed off a little.“Sorry, I didn’t mean to yell, sir.” He handed me a folder and said, “The situation ain’t no good. Our systems are saying we won’t make it through the night.”“How’s that so?” I asked. “What happened with t...

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Author bio

- Gloria a Dios - 1 Timothy 4:12 About me: - Just a young aspiring author growing her writing skills. English may not be my first language, but that isn't a reason not to write something. ;) - Art is a way of personal expression, and writing is my favorite medium. - Proud member of The Scribes of the Round Table (school creative writing club). - Please leave a comment in any of my stories. I kindly appreciate the feedback/advice to improve my skills.