Lauren Normac

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2022

Stories (19)

19 Stories

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“The Death Touch” by Lauren Normac

Submitted to Contest #213

Wyatt entered the greenhouse. As usual, he wore two layers, had gloves, and a hat. Although, since he was in a greenhouse, his clothes were thin. Compared to some, this greenhouse was organized. It had a wide path in the middle, with the plants rarely extending outside their pots. Both his clothes and the greenhouse were clearly selected so he wouldn’t accidentally touch a plant with his bare skin. Most people were wary about letting him work in their greenhouses in general, and he couldn’t just get his own. Who had the money for their own g...

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“The Shade” by Lauren Normac

Submitted to Contest #208

Tanya brought her staff up, blocking the Shade’s blade. “Bad idea,” the Shade said, voice eternally distorted by the mask. Tanya blocked a few more attacks from the Shade’s sword, and even jabbed her staff forward when she could. Metal clanged as the two danced around each other. Tanya had been practicing. The Shade was in a high enough position, they rarely had to do the fighting themselves. But the Shade still had a point. Unlike their sword, Tanya’s weapon was a staff. It was blunt. A sword could do some damage. And even if it didn’t slic...

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“Time Loops” by Lauren Normac

Submitted to Contest #185

“It started because you didn’t want to go, correct? You stayed home? A regret you’d like to fix?” The demon in the shadowy corner of her bedroom tilted his head. Normally, Avery wouldn’t want anything to do with demons. They had limited power in the mortal world. If she saw one, she should leave the room, maybe call an exorcist. But this was not a normal time. He was sort of right. She wanted to fix her mistake, and this demon granted wishes. He didn’t even make deals, he just gave people something. So she took his hand, and made her wish....

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“Ghost Radio” by Lauren Normac

Submitted to Contest #176

There was a radio at the bottom of the shipping boxes. Mandy hadn’t known it was there. She certainly hadn’t ordered it. She’d ordered some pendants. They were supposed to help vampires go out during the day. There were vials in the center. When the vial ran out of liquid, it would no longer work. Mandy had opened the boxes, and regretted leaving open space for the pendants near the top of the wall. That was a few trips up and down a ladder. But she’d given herself no choice. The lower area was occupied with some magical smoke bombs, some im...

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