Luna Lionheart

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020

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7 Stories

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“If I could go back... I would.” by Luna Lionheart

Submitted to Contest #116

I can’t stop. No matter how hard I try. It’s everywhere. Taunting me. Like a fly you can’t get rid of. A sleep paralysis demon to an insomniac. A destroyed book to a bookworm. And I can't seem to stop thinking about it. It haunts me. It won't leave me alone. Every second of it replays in my head, tormenting me. Reminding me of how I screwed everything up. Reminding me how awful I am as a person. How I fucked up my relationship with him. Ruined everything we had built from childhood. Ruined everything to the point where we don’t speak as much...

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“Truth or Dare?” by Luna Lionheart

Submitted to Contest #94

“They won’t do it they’re too scared to do it. They aren’t mature enough to play truth or dare with us they're still a child I don’t even know why Charly even brought them here” The voice on the chair laughed through a scowl. Respectful of my pronouns but disrespectful of my myself. I was sick of being undermined by everyone. I even shocked myself when I said what I said.   “I’ll do it” Everything stopped around me. My heart could be heard in my ears. My hands became clammy a...

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“Determination wins!” by Luna Lionheart

Submitted to Contest #71

They say when you have a dream you go for it. Do everything you can to achieve and don’t let anyone stop you. Because if you are truly passionate about something you won’t let it go. Well, that’s what Connor Bethany Alex and I are doing. Achieving our dreams. My ma had always told me to never give up on my dreams. Never give up was our family motto, whenever she saw me struggling with something I was passionate about she told me to not give up until all the other possible solutions don’t work. And that was one of the best pieces of advice sh...

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“Home.” by Luna Lionheart

Submitted to Contest #69

My family. A strange bunch they were. They all had the personality of the colour beige though they did have their small colourful times but they were only seen about once a year. I was lucky to experience it twice if they felt generous. But they spent most of their time being selfish and mean. I never found a liking to anything they did, they always irritated me in the slightest way possible. And no I'm not going to blame it on my short temper because they knew how short tempered I was and did everything they could to aggravate me. And succe...

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“It was no longer a dream” by Luna Lionheart

Submitted to Contest #48

I was 7 when it happened. Insane i know. I didn’t know what happened at the time but as it started to become more frequent my curiosity would increase. When i had told my step father he laughed and told me i had read too many superhero comics. I began to believe him the more he told me. I felt as if i was just in an everlasting sleep (you know the one in sleeping beauty) and not wanting to wake up or i was delusional from all the comic books i had read. Was it just a dream? Was i just seeing things? I had questioned it everyday and come to t...

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“Was you ready?” by Luna Lionheart

Submitted to Contest #47

You hear the faint conversation downstairs between your parents at your door-frame as they try to convince each other that you are ready to do this. You knew they didn’t want you to but they understood that you had to do it at some point. You on the other hand was conflicted. You didn’t know if you were ready or not but you knew it would be good for them. Besides you needed to go through your adulthood and face the obstacles ahead on your own without your parents. At this stage in your life you knew it was time but you were only making it ha...

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“Dreams do come true” by Luna Lionheart

Submitted to Contest #46

Just a few more you can do this i had told myself encourgingly. I was determined to have it finished by 3:30pm it was 3:19 already. The pressure’s on i thought to myself. A loud thud emerged from my desk as I banged my fist on it and let out a sigh of desperation in need of the perfect finish. I can admit that i was starting to get a bit discouraged by my unfortunate and unusual lack of ideas. I was tired and exhausted (mentally and physically) from spending over half a year perfecting this work. My brain was starting to tell me to stop and ...

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