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Jace A. King👑

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2020

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Why. So. Stupid?

The little boy waits in his room, dread filling his senses as he rushes to put as many pairs of pants on as possible. His heart is becoming erratic and his breathing uneven as he rushes around the room preparing for the inevitable. He knew he shouldn't have taken the pretzels from them but he was just so hungry, he always is when he gets home. Today, though, had been even worse than usual. He had PE and then stressed all day about an upcoming quiz the next day.He had stepped into the house after walking home from school alone, something he s...

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Wrong But Oh So Right

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, they are from the show called The Wilds. I do, however, encourage you to watch this amazing show. You can find it on Amazon Prime. (:Also Spoilers. Please watch the show first if you don't like spoilers.Toni sits in class waiting for her best friend to get to class. Her best friend had stated that she would be late but Toni didn't think she'd be this late. She checks her watch for what seems like the fifth time in 10 minutes. She hears the door open and her head snaps up at the sound. Instead of Mar...

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The rest is history

Stephen Dreher was a pretty average young man. He had long black hair that rested just below his shoulders. He usually had it pulled into a ponytail. He had olive-colored skin with a face full of freckles. His eyes were an ocean of grey and blue. His nose was sharp and narrow. It was twisted slightly to the left from an accident when he was younger. He always had a firm line in place on his lips, never one to really show emotions. His jaw was defined and his chin jutted out with pride. Besides his looks, he was currently a chemistry major ...

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To Be Announced.

Disclaimer: minor language. The shrill scream of the tea kettle filled the space around me and my unexpected guest. I glided over to the stove and gently moved the kettle off to the side. I turn around "How do you like your tea sir?" My voice came out calm, however, though it was not how I actually felt. I felt quite unsettled. The man, supposedly my great-great-great-grandfather, sat not even twenty inches away from me. "Three cubes, dear." He said with a slight British accent. I grab a mug from the cupboard nearby and pour him half a ...

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Legacy

TW: Minor Violence. Mention of a gang.“I won’t let you throw your life away, to follow in your fathers' stupid footsteps. All he ever did was get himself killed and that’s all you're going to be doing too.” My mother said eerily calmly. Being her son, however, and I could hear the tremor in her voice. It was so slight that for a second I thought I might have misheard or made it up, but it was definitely there. I shook my head at her, no emotion behind it, just a simple nod. “Mother, what dad did runs in the family. It is my duty to take...

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Him.

Submitted to Contest #98

Simon’s POV I wake on a Tuesday morning, my arms are wrapped around my fianceé. Her head is on my shoulder and her legs are tucked up to my abdomen. I kiss the top of her head before slipping away from her. I stretch my arms above my head, my mouth opens in a loud over exaggerated yawn. I shake my head a few times to wake myself up more and then slip my feet into my house shoes. I walk into the bathroom and look into the mirror. I see my scars on my chest, they’ve faded by now but the memories are still fresh in my mind. I slid my fingers...

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The Greenlands (part two)

DISCLAIMER: GORE, BLOOD...Gloomy shade envelopes the shaggy green carpet that covers the deep crimson ground. The blood of animals, humans, and half-humans alike all spread out and clashing against the soft shades of yellow, blue, and green. The shallow sound of murmuring echos through the thick air. The sound of shoes crunching against bones and fingers and branches. Slowly getting louder and faster. Turning into a run as the being runs through the darkness. Its eyes are covered in a deep brown and red cloth of hair. The screeching of other...

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The Greenlands (Part 1)

Reinhart's POVThe sun shines through the window of my small wooden cabin. My eyes squint open and I look over at my small alarm clock. 4:00am it reads, I sigh softly at another early morning. I pull off my covers and step into my slippers at the edge of my bed. I scuffle my may over to the bathroom and close the door behind me. I jump just about half out of my skin at the bear standing in my room. He blinks at me before baring his teeth in a smile."Sorry, Reinhart I didn't mean to scare ya." He says with soft eyes.I take a deep calming breat...

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The Awakened(Part one) [with Abigail Cross]

Authors' notes: This is a collab with author Abigal Cross :)Go check out her version :) thanksThe government had changed overnight.One moment everyone was different and happy in their own way.The next....well that's where I come in.President Matthews took over after the last president. He was scared of others' opinions of what he thought, so he killed everyone who was of color. They were the main people who disapproved of his ways. He placed all of the white people into boxes, separated by Homophobic and LGBTQIA+ friendly. Then separated by ...

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To build a home

Submitted to Contest #81

Author's Notes: If you take offense to anything said in this story I apologize in advance Gert’s POV My runt of a man ain’t able to protect us so I had to get us a worthy hunting pet. The grey and yellow beast sat on a boulder late at night, watching over the edge, scanning the area. His bright blue and grey eyes watch over the people below, as they destroy it’s land, it’s home. I loosen my grip on my spear as I watch him closely. His fur blows in the wind softly and his claws stretch out and then back in. His head cocks slightly in my dire...

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No time like the future

Submitted to Contest #80

On March 3rd, 2021 the nationwide alert was heard on every T.V. screen, Radio, Phone, Tablet, Streaming service. Every electronic in the country was showing the same thing. “Disturbance, Covid-19 now known as the Zombie virus, is catching faster and faster. The world is under a complete shutdown, no human is allowed in or out of the house. I repeat Disturbance…”I turn to my brother quickly, the fear present on his face scares me more than the message itself.“What do we do?” I ask him quietly, I don’t want him to hear the fear in my voice.“Wh...

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Marching to the beat of love: Chapter Seven

Disclaimer: I don't own Wynonna Earp or any of the characters. The other chapters will come around when a prompt that fits them does. This fanfiction so far has twelve chapters, so stick with it even if you don't understand it.Tucker's POVI walk down the hallway making my way towards the field, my lunchbox slaps against my leg every view steps. I don’t mind because I’m more focused on my mission than what’s slouching around inside my lunchbox. I see Wynonna and Nicole talking about something and laughing really hard. Waverly, my beautiful an...

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All for Her.

Submitted to Contest #72

"Hello Master Max, What can I do for you today?" My personal A.I. asked me as I walked into the kitchen."I want griddle cakes," I say plopping into the lone chair at a massive dinner table."Coming right, up Master." It says before I hear the familiar buzzing sound of the machine making my breakfast.Ever since I moved out of my parent's house It has always only been me and my A.I. never anyone else. I got lonely, to say the least, but I was used to it by now. Having been almost 4 years since I left my parent's place, I have never brought some...

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Time to let go.

Submitted to Contest #62

Leo's POVI look around the old and dead yard as the men around me ruin everything I made for myself, everything I ever loved, and my life. They yell at each other like cavemen fighting over who gets the girl. They scream about what should go where and who is supposed to do that. I look down at the tattered green and yellow box I'm holding in my old and wrinkly hands. Slowly I open it, looking at the contents, I let out a long and shaky sigh. I have a picture of my late wife laying on top of the rest of the objects, she is smiling at the came...

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