Karen N

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020

Stories (7)

7 Stories

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“The Next Sacrifice” by Karen N

Submitted to Contest #52

Prologue It’s that time of year again, when one person is chosen as a sacrifice to be sent to the colony on the moon. It started almost three hundred years ago, when one of the landing parties from Earth discovered an underground lair by drilling into the moon’s surface. They disturbed the beings that had been peacefully slumbering beneath the moon’s surface, and they reigned down terror and destruction on the Earth. So much was destroyed in the long war between Earth and the Moon. We never knew that it was actually a ship, and that the cr...

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“Stealing the Show” by Karen N

Submitted to Contest #52

“You look beautiful, baby. Josh is a very lucky man,” Sabrina’s mom sniffled, swiping at her tear filled eyes as she looked her daughter over. “If only your father could be here to see you now.” Sabrina fought against her own tears at the thought of her father, who’d passed away just six months before. He’d been so excited to walk his only daughter down the aisle on her wedding day, but then he’d had a heart attack one night driving home from work and hadn’t survived the crash. Sabrina looked over her white dress, with its lace trimmings and...

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“Vengeance” by Karen N

Submitted to Contest #50

Seth gritted his teeth as he raced down the narrow alley and the woman he was following disappeared around the next corner. He pushed himself harder, determined to keep her in his sights until she stopped her frantic escape. He just hoped he wasn’t too exhausted when that happened. His feet slid in the gravel as he turned the corner after her, causing him to slam into the side of the red brick building in front of him. His shoulder throbbed with the impact, causing a rough grunt out of him, but he ignored the pain and pushed off the wall. He...

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“Memories” by Karen N

Submitted to Contest #50

Chase stretched out on the floor of his childhood tree house. It had been years since he’d been in the small wooden room, but he was pleased to discover that the people who’d bought his parents old house fifteen years ago had taken good care of it. They hadn’t allowed to it turn to rot and fall apart. Instead, they’d cared of it and replaced boards when they’d needed it, and had even made it bigger by adding in a second, albeit smaller, room. He’d bought the house himself just two weeks ago, and it had finally been turned over to him just tw...

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“The Boss' Proposal” by Karen N

Submitted to Contest #50

Riley stared at Mr. Cray’s tall, broad back, certain that she’d misheard her boss. She was sitting in his spacious office, his huge mahogany desk the only thing between where she perched on the edge of the cushioned chair and where Mr. Cray stood staring out the wall of windows. She continued to watch him, waiting for the punch line to his joke, as he looked out over the city. Finally, she could take the silence no longer. “I’m sorry, sir. I think I must have misheard you,” she said in a strained voice before clearing her throat. She shifted...

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“Numb” by Karen N

Submitted to Contest #49

The waiting room was cold and stark, the generic wall art grating on the man’s already frayed nerves. The harsh scent of chemicals burned his senses until he wasn’t certain he’d be able to smell again. The light bouncing off the too white walls made his eyes hurt, but no matter how much he pressed on and rubbed them, it offered no relief. Still, he wouldn’t leave his uncomfortable seat. He’s been told countless times that he should go home and get some rest; that someone would call him when they found anything out, but he wouldn’t hear it. E...

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“Friends and Enemies” by Karen N

Submitted to Contest #48

Harris slammed his fist on the table top, spinning away from the computer screen before him. “Son of a bitch! He’s at it again!” he exclaimed, rushing from the surveillance room. The screen showed a tall lanky man in a red and grey spandex suit, an emblem of a fiery explosion emblazoned on his chest, entering the bank downtown after blowing a hole in the side of the building. All that could be seen of his cackling features was his wide mouth below the mask he wore. Harris, already in his black and blue gear, jumped into his car and sped out ...

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Author bio

I'm a stay-at-home mother of two who dreams of becoming a published author one day. I've always loved writing and have a Bachelor's Degree in Creative Writing, but my own plans got put on hold for a while. With two young boys keeping me busy, I haven't had much time for writing but I'm working on getting back into the swing of things and writing more again.