J.A. Blackmore

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

Stories (16)

16 Stories

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“Sisters Forever” by J.A. Blackmore

I shot up straight in bed and shivered. Where had that scream come from? It had sounded as though the piercing noise had been made from the foot of my bed. I pushed my blanket and drew my knees up to my chest. I'd lived in the house my whole life, and yet I had never heard the same noise I'd heard that night. I'd never heard the noise that shook my bones and made my eyes double size in fear. After a minute, I decided I had to find out what had made the noise. I straightened my legs and slid off the bed. Remembering the lamp I had set next to...

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“Quinn At Last... Or Not” by J.A. Blackmore

Submitted to Contest #103

"Quinn, hurry." Ma said from the living room.I tied the last sash around my waist and tucked a loose strand of hair into my bun, then I walked out of my bedroom, embarrassed by the way the strapless bodice on my ballgown pulled and pushed and poked me. I looked like a marshmallow with feet.Tonight was the Village Master's ball. Only ten girls who were fifteen years of age would be chosen as wives for the ten brothers of the Seven Warlords. The rest of the girls would be shipped off to become maids for her royal-snooty-pants' in the Jasminian...

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“Abuela” by J.A. Blackmore

Submitted to Contest #100

"Abuela, Abuela!" Carlos called out, running through the chocolate store with a lavender envelope in his hand that bore the royal crest. "What is it, mi nieto?" Abuela asked. "Yeah, Carlos, what is it?" I asked, turning around. He opened the envelope and unfolded a piece of parchment. He cleared his throat and read allowed: "To the Garcia family: Queen Lucia and King Manuel request your presence tomorrow morning at the palace. The royal carriage will arrive at eight in the morning to deliver Senora Garcia and her grandchildren Carlos and Mar...

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“A Guard's Duty” by J.A. Blackmore

Submitted to Contest #99

This is a story that goes along with my novel I'm currently working on, and I encourage you at least know some about Fae and the creatures and people that live in it before you read this. You can find the link to my novel in my author bio. Thanks!!!"Emily?" Michael put a hand on my shoulder. "Come inside, it's getting late, and cold."I said nothing, and kept staring out at the ocean from my high balcony, praying that it wouldn't happen. They'd said they would come for me the night before the next eclipse.The Rising Dawn. I'd defeated their ...

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“In Meadowbrook, Vermont” by J.A. Blackmore

Submitted to Contest #96

From the journal of Gloria Falls. August, 1905: Ever since I was a little girl, I knew Meadowbrook was a magical, extraordinary place. I’d tried telling father about it, but the only one who would listen was the young deer on the other side of the brook. And then when I was seventeen, a young woman, strange winds blew through the town, warning of a man on the run. And they said… they said he went by the name of Matthew Falls. This was most definitely the most disturbing news I’d ever heard. Matthew Falls was my great-great-grandfather who ...

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“Of the Moon, the Sun, and the Stars” by J.A. Blackmore

Pale yellow paint peeled on the walls. The sparse surroundings were made of a low, sagging twin bed with a blue covering, an old bedside table, and a handsome wardrobe in the corner next to the door. I looked around at the guest room. Grandfather had left me the old mansion in the English countryside, and this was the only room I hadn't made a use for yet. Really, I didn’t even remember the old man, though he remembered me. I wondered why, out of all of his twenty-something great grandchildren, he left his life works to me. Curiously, I wond...

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“Finally” by J.A. Blackmore

Submitted to Contest #94

I wonder what she thinks of me, if she needs me. He thought. His sister sat in the middle of the lunchroom, surrounded by tons of friends. She had short hair that reached her shoulders, and bright green eyes that peered deep into one's soul. The opposite of him, with his nerdy glasses, dimples, messy blonde hair, and the fact that he could be found at least once a day (book in hand) in the library. Polar opposites, and yet the same. They tried to keep that one thing secret, the fact that could destroy her reputation, the fact they were...

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“The Bravery Inside” by J.A. Blackmore

Submitted to Contest #94

"Go now, Jenny." Katherine said, she nudged me forward. "Remember, it was a dare, you've got to do it. And even if it doesn’t go over well, we’ll still be by your side. Or over here." Kendra nodded and held up her notepad: Just do it. Okay, so... Kendra is mute, or just chooses not to speak. If she chooses not to speak, that’s actually smart, because then her words can’t come back to bite her in the butt. And somehow, she's still my best friend. Or one of my best friends, at least. I gave an exasperated sigh but trudged forward across the ca...

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“A Lover's Folly” by J.A. Blackmore

Submitted to Contest #94

"Mother!" I screamed, pulling much at the tough material digging into my wrists and ankles. "Mother, please! Don't do this!"She looked at me with cold, expressionless eyes. "I gave you one chance, Annie, and you failed me!""No, mother, please!" I yelled, tears streaming down my face. "Mother please! Please!"Mother clicked her tongue and walked to a cart. She tugged a handkerchief out of her pocket and picked up a pair of huge silver scissors.A shiver ran through my body. I was terrified by the shears, but even more so that my own mother was ...

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“Charlotte's Legacy” by J.A. Blackmore

Submitted to Contest #93

On 324 Boulder Street, Charlotte Bone, a fifteen-year-old, was sitting by the window. The Cinco de Mayo party around her was going to be ending soon, but to her, that didn't matter. In her world, writing was all that mattered. After all, it was the very foundation of life, or she thought so, at least. “Charlotte, please!” Mom groaned. “Put your work down and help clean up some. It’ll still be there in a minute.” Charlotte sighed and got up. She brushed her hair away from her face. “What do you want me to do?” “You can st...

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“The Un-heebie-jeebies” by J.A. Blackmore

Submitted to Contest #93

This is a short story that comes after the novel I'm working on. You can read this is you really want to, but it will make more sense if you read the novel. The link to the novel can be found in my author bio.“Your young majesties, it’s time.” Nigel said.I ran a shaking hand over my hair, checking that no golden lock had come out of place. At last, I was ready to go to the ball.I racked my brain, trying to think of the last time I had gone to a party, but no matter what I remembered, I couldn’t remember going to a party. And it was even wors...

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“Maleficent's Revenge” by J.A. Blackmore

"We may each bless the child with one single gift." Merriweather said. She rolled up her sleeves and wielded her wand high. "Sweet princess-"The doors to the great hall blasted open. Green fog poured into the hall, but floated out of the room just as fast.Through the fog, I could see the dark fairy. The familiar black horns stood out very much.I felt Chance pull me closer. He knew who she was, too. For he had rescued me from her. I had been guarded by Maleficent and her unstoppable thorn bushes, and he had rescued me from all of them.But it ...

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“Not His Party” by J.A. Blackmore

Submitted to Contest #93

"Macy, come on." Abigail, my sister said. I wove the last lock of golden hair into place. I sighed. Tonight was the Prince's Ball. I'd been invited because I was his sister. And I wasn't excited, because it marked that in a few months, it would be my turn to have a Gala. "Okay, you're ready." I said. She turned around. Her twisted plaits of hair hung tight around her neck. I looked down at her white and pink dress. "Wow, Abigail, you're going to be the belle of the ball, tonight." She told me, rocking back and forth on her feet. I glanced do...

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“The Wardrobe” by J.A. Blackmore

Submitted to Contest #92

I breathed a sigh. This was it. This was the house. My parents had sent me to the English countryside because I could use the fresh air. But really, it was because of me. They considered me an embarrassment.But you can’t blame them. It wasn’t my fault trouble found me wherever I went. But then again, it did make like more exciting. And I liked to live in the wild.Don’t worry. Not the literal wild, I mean I like to live on the wildside. Besides, animals had always been my friends. They were the only ones who actually listened to me, without t...

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“Their Choice” by J.A. Blackmore

Submitted to Contest #92

"Luna!" Peter yells at me. He throws a pebble at my bedroom window. "Come on. Remember what today is?"I sighed and tromped over to my window with heavy feet. How had I forgotten about Solis', my cousin's, and also Apollo's son, birthday.I opened the window and said. "Okay, I'll be there is a minute!"Ugh... I thought. Solis loved being outside, going on picnics and all. But I got quickly sunburnt in the sun and... ugh. And also, his birthday parties were always unicorns and mermaids. But hopefully, this one would be less unicorn-y.Why couldn'...

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Author bio

❤🧡💛💚💙💜 -I love to write. -Fiction/Fantasy is my life! -I'm a Sagittarius (Which means I'm wise? Uh-huh, suuuuure) -I've wanted to become a writer for over a year. -Mapmaking is one of my fav hobbies (though I'm not very good at it XD). -I play the alto saxophone. -B-Day: 12/3 -Fav author- J.K. Rowling, Shannon Messenger, and Brandon Mull ❤🧡💛💚💙💜 http://chng.it/BZZLwyZmdf ❤🧡💛💚💙💜 Here's a link to the novel I'm currently writing (It's the second draft, please don't ask what happened to the first. It's... it's just embarrassing. EMBARRASSING I tell you!!! ): https://docs.google.com/document/d/1YlJ6fCLkd1KZDOSNQV55ROb-ecFLWGs6g_lOtbQiqZo/edit# The third draft is this link (but I am only planning on doing one perspective, instead of a few):https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Oak2iyDqz9GWWymwG4shAqPUZ6z9KyfXQLGbTcMSdhw/edit?usp=sharing If you like the novel, I have two (I'm working on more) short stories about the world of Fae: -Heaven and Hell -The Un-heebie-Jeebies ❤🧡💛💚💙💜 My favorite work I have written is my short story: Heaven and Hell. So if you would, can you check it out? ❤🧡💛💚💙💜 BTW, I appreciate comments more than like, and I am always looking for constructive criticism.