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A weekly short story contest
Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2020
Submitted to Contest #37
It had been so week since Kimberly had been killed and he still hasn't told his Little Elias. He had been gathering gems for his mother for the entirety of the week she had been killed full of joy that one day his mommy would come home and see his gem collection.Β He had avoided Yeter'el because he was just as hurt over Kimberly's death as he was. If the two of them got together Yeter'el would turn into a wolf and howl bringing Egan to tears. He sat at her vanity staring at her brushes and Combs. She was killed by Traitors who sought to ...
Submitted to Contest #36
Maximillion walked into the throne room confused. Elias had called him into the room and his family was there. He noticed his brothers all wore grim faces.Β "Maxi, your grandfather has been arrested and is in Warden Raventree's Dungeon. I know you have no idea what is going on but I went to your family for some answers to why you never go home. I found your brother writing last night. ...I think you need to read his last entry." Elias said before handing him a journal. Max looked at it and smiled. Seth still wrote in cursive."Well if you...
Submitted to Contest #35
Max grumbled as he sat across the young lady named Tulip. She wore a nice violet dress and her makeup was done flawlessly. If it weren't for the circumstances of their meeting he might have actually felt something for her but as her light brown eyes drifted to the window, he was pretty sure she had someone else on her mind. He felt as though he was stealing someone's girl."So, have any good stories?" He tried. She gave him a wry smile.Β "Not really." She answered respectfully."You're not into this either are you...?" He asked. Tulip star...
Submitted to Contest #32
Dream Love Time CurseThe moon shone brightly, my face heating up. The stars were out and it was Halloween. My inner Witch was flowing strong everything in her wanted this person. My mind was made up, I was going to ask her. On the morrow, the sun shines brightly, my energy flowing through my body. I hurried to her house, her face in my mind. Sure I was mostly just going to get a 'thank you', but I didn't care. I had arrived and knocked on her door or rather to her as she was already waiting for me outside. She ran to me as I ran to her. ...
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