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Jasey Lovegood

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2020

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She, Who Lives in My Memories

She, Who Lives in My Memories| This story is for the #219 prompt, "Write from the POV of a security guard on the night shift, sitting in front of a wall of CCTV feeds." I missed the entry date, but I felt like I couldn't leave it to collect dust. |When I wake up, a girl with neatly coiffured black hair permeates my vision. Her thin, lived-in face is visible momentarily as she dances from Camera Twelve to Camera Thirteen, a smile etched into her flesh. Freckles adorn her skin like scattered pen marks, the glow of her cheekbones luminescent li...

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Over by the Flowers

OVER BY THE FLOWERSThe Saturday market is busy when I arrive, with long lines cascading from every stall and shop even though it’s only half-past eight. Someone’s shouting that their apples are only six dollars a kilogram, while their opposition claims theirs is five dollars. The haggling has already begun, it seems. Weaving through the multitudes of people, I slip past the crowds and head to one of the many flower shops, ‘The Right Season’. This place is my favourite over ‘Busy Bee’ and ‘Flowery Language’, but the local review says both are...

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Cece and Janey

CECE AND JANEY “I think I’m in love with her,” “Who? That wishy-washy woman sticking around for your money?” “Oh, don’t be like that, Janey. Margaret said she loves me,” “Cece, I love you. You’re my best friend, but that woman is nothing but trouble,” “Janey, have you seen the woman?” “I have, Cece. And she is most certainly the wrong person. That’s a fact,” “Like you’ve ever met her,” “Maybe because a certain someone never let me introduce myself,” “Oh, come now, Janey. Don’t go throwing the blame on me,” “Cece, this entire thing is your ...

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A Progressive Jackpot

A PROGRESSIVE JACKPOT The thing about loose rings is that you rarely notice when they fall off. Take Miles Grennan over there, sitting by the corner of the pool table. Say he misplaces a certain ring a Mrs Grennan is matching with; he is sure to search for it like any good husband. That ring is a testimony to their relationship. Or so you would think. For the pool-addicted man, that is unlikely because Miles Grennan hasn’t loved his wife for thirteen years. Look closely. He doesn’t have a single ring on any of his fingers. He lost it the ...

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House of Hydrangeas

HOUSE OF HYDRANGEASTW: Mention of drugs, but no usage from the main character, slight use of swearingAN: This is the first part of the story but I can't guarantee there will be a second part; if there isn't, you can enjoy a horrible, horrible cliffhanger ;)~ The office is quiet as Xin Jiang-Alloway enters. A thick and luscious scent in the air, permeated with honey and vanilla, hits his nostrils. The fragrance is mouth-watering, like a honeycomb soaked in vanilla bean oil, basking in it for years. Xin looks around the office, searching for i...

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Love Flickers Like A Dying Light

Love Flickers Like a Dying Light She wakes to the flickering of a light. One that is dimly lit, but in a last attempt to live, it shines a little brighter for the girl’s awakening. For a moment, she forgets where she is and how she got here. But then, she recalls she is in her bed, in her room, in a place she can’t quite call home.  The light is still flickering as she sits up, running her fingers through her tousled hair though it is futile. She can’t comb her bird nest without a brush. Her name is called through the walls of the...

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Silent Sleep

Silent SleepScroll down to the comments for my A/N :)Staring at my phone was a habit I could never seem to get rid of. Staring at my phonewhen nothing was happening, was even worse.“Oh, come on, Val,” I muttered to myself, “it takes twice as long to wait for a call than when you don’t.” I sighed, looking out the window. “Valerie, what’s your progress with your design?” I suddenly whirled around in mywheeled seat to face my boss.“It’s going well, Miranda,” I nodded, “everything is going to schedule, and the production line has notified m...

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Perhaps Over Tea

Perhaps Over Tea It had been three weeks since I’d last stepped into this beautiful house. Which meant it had been twenty-one long days since I’d seen the owner of this residency after we had quarrelled like children. Here I was, sitting in this very house’s living room, watching the man who caused me such pain and agony in a mere few weeks make tea.  ‘I gave him that tea set. I have not seen him use it once, until now.’ “Lola,” he set the cup on the table, “please forgive me. What you said deeply resonated with me. I will try harde...

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Adreanor

ADREANOR A/N: This is a collab I did with the wonderful Akshaya Sutrave! There are two parts to my story, so Part 2 will be attached shortly. I'll link Akshaya's when hers comes out :) Slight TW for family violence ~~~ Adreanor was a deceiving place. Its colourful flora, lively city and its beautiful people were nothing more than illusions. Illusions they’d forced themselves to believe were theirs. In short, Conall Sylfaren was starting to hate it here. “Conall, where in Strenius’ name do you think you’re going?” She was screaming a...

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Rain, Come and Gone

Rain, Come and Gone The first rain of Spring has come and gone. A reminder that you weren’t here with me to see it. We always watch the first rain of every season together, but not this time. You are long past watching the rain and marvelling over the seasons with me. Once upon a time, watching the rain was all you ever wanted to do as long as we were together. Even when the skies were clear, and the sun shone down on us, you radiated warmth and safety. You were my blue sky, my clouds at every hour and the stars that lit up my world. The f...

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As He Stood In the Rain (EUTW Story)

Author's Note: ~Hola~ This is an official story from Celeste's series "Elements Under the World". The story focuses on two characters, Arrow and Tokyo otherwise known as the ship Torrow. Link to Celeste's series will be below. Enjoy!AS HE STOOD IN THE RAINThey were the last descendent of the Akaibara tribe. They were a master at manipulation of the fine arts, and they were a well-renowned swordmaster. They had trained and served all their life, and knew how to win any situation. So why was Tokyo so nervous?~Tokyo exhaled slowly, before setti...

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When We Were Together

When We Were Together Somewhere in New York City, you are laughing. You are smiling with him, and you are happy. Remember when I was the person you were happy with? Remember that day out in the fields, when I was your one and only? They say home is where the heart is, but my heart belongs to you, yet you’re no longer my home. Darling, you and I were two injured souls, joined together like stitches until we broke open, and blood spilled out of our hearts. Even though it was all those summers ago, I still remember your smile, your warmth, yo...

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Dance With Me Under the Stars

Dance With Me Under the StarsElina was having a good night. When she meant good, she actually meant she was cramming for three exams, finishing two assignments and memorising her oral. Yep, a good night. Suddenly, there was a knock on her window. She looked up, expecting a small creature or a bird, but instead, she was greeted by her best friend, Leo. Elina was suddenly reminded of the first time Leo had knocked on her window. He’d climbed over the fence, tapped on her window, and asked her if she was free to hang out. “Leo?” Elina star...

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Wonderful Company

Submitted to Contest #93

Wonderful CompanyIt’s 9 pm, and I’m ready to cry. My best friend, Christopher, has decided that the two of us should go to the fabulous party a few blocks away. Despite my protests, Chris says social interaction is healthy for me, even if it’s once in a while. Even my mother agrees, saying, ‘Go on, lass. Parties are fun if you behave correctly. No drinking and your curfew is quarter to twelve, alright?’ Which means I’m trapped into going.Christopher jumps up and down with excitement, shaking my shoulders as we approach Lara Tian’s house.“Thi...

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The Heart-throb with Brown Eyes

Submitted to Contest #91

The Heart-throb with Brown EyesDarcy dragged their finger down the spines of books, suddenly stopping at random. They pulled the book out of the shelf, read the blurb, and nodded, satisfied.“The Heart-throb with Brown Eyes, hmm. I've never seen this book before, it must be new,” They whispered to themself, carrying the book to the librarian’s counter. “Just this book please,” They handed it to the old woman, who smiled and scanned it.“Do you have your library card with you, Miss Atkinson?” Mrs Cox-Stuart asked, and Darcy handed that over as ...

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