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Kaylee Ellison

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2021

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Shards of Madness

Submitted to Contest #292

I wake up in a world without color.Not in a poetic, "everything feels dull and lifeless" way, but in a literal, "someone put a grayscale filter on existence" kind of way.The sky is an oppressive gray, the buildings are duller than my grandmother's drapes, and my hands? My hands look like they've been printed straight out of a noir film.I take a deep breath and immediately regret it. The air is thick, like it's holding secrets, and not the fun, "surprise party" kind. More like, "the call is coming from inside the house" kind.And then I see it...

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The Ashen Accord

Submitted to Contest #290

Love is a plague. A sickness. A violent, clawing hunger that once turned the world into ash.That’s what they teach us.And I believe them. Because I have seen the ruins.The Old Cities stand like broken ribs against the sky, jagged and hollow, choked with vines and dust. Shadows prowl those streets, but they are not ghosts. Ghosts are memories. Shadows are what’s left when something is scraped clean.They tell us the cure was simple: cut out the infection at its root.No bonds. No devotion. No “I miss you” or “I need you” or “stay.” No hands bru...

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Beneath the Walls.

Submitted to Contest #289

(Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of psychological horror, isolation, grief, distorted reality, and a depiction of a character's emotional distress and unraveling perception of reality. Reader discretion is advised.)Elysse had always been told that her mother had left.She was told that the house, the one with the peeling wallpaper and the smell of rotting wood, was the last place her mother had been. But it wasn’t until Elysse was older—when the grief became a suffocating blanket—that she stopped asking why her mother had left. Sh...

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Shadowheart

Submitted to Contest #263

In the heart of the ancient kingdom of Aldoria, where magic flowed as freely as the rivers and the skies were painted with the hues of enchantment, there lived a young woman named Lysandra. Born to a humble family of herbalists, Lysandra was a beacon of innocence and potential, possessing an innate talent for magic that surpassed even the most skilled sorcerers of her time. Her emerald eyes sparkled with the promise of greatness, and her raven-black hair flowed like shadows. From a young age, Lysandra was drawn to the forbidden arts, the dar...

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The outsider

Submitted to Contest #259

The residents lived a quiet routine in the quaint town of Willow Creek, nestled between rolling hills and dense forests. The influential Hawthorne family dominated the city, and their wealth and power had shaped Willow Creek for generations. Yet, beneath their polished exterior lay a dark secret, a mystery that no one dared to discuss, shrouded in the whispers of the townsfolk.One crisp autumn morning, a stranger arrived in town. Alex Carter, a journalist with a reputation for uncovering hidden truths, had heard whispers of the Hawthorne fam...

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Author bio

Kaylee Ellison spins tales that drag readers into immersive worlds where love bites (sometimes literally), shadows whisper secrets, and happily-ever-afters tend to come with a body count. Specializing in dark romance, fantasy, thriller, horror, and poetry, she crafts stories that explore the messy, complicated, and beautifully unhinged sides of human nature. Currently, she’s juggling three projects: a poetry collection, a fantasy novel, and a thriller, because what’s better than love with a side of psychological damage? When she’s not writing, Kaylee can be found wrangling her son, sharing laughter and chaos with her close-knit circle of friends and their kids, or questioning her life choices in a coffee-induced existential spiral. Through her work, she hopes to give readers a place where they can escape, feel deeply, and maybe even embrace the darkness a little.