Marcail Nevaeh

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2020

Stories (9)

9 Stories

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“Powerless #1” by Marcail Nevaeh

LIZZIE A siren blares, echoing through the quiet streets. I wake up with a start and glance around. I scream, adding to the constant wails of the alarm. There are flames engulfing my arm! I try to put it out, but it stays put. At first it burns, but then I realize that it doesn’t hurt, I only thought it did. It feels warm, but not hot. I stare at it in horror and amazement for a few seconds before I realize that t...

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“Constant Motion” by Marcail Nevaeh

The constant motion Of the oceanBringing back too many memoriesI stand hereAlone Afraid to be aloneBut too afraid to moveWhere did all the time goI remember whenWe used to laugh and play without a care in the worldNot scared of what hasn’t happened yetI take a step forwardHeart breakingFull of dreams and what we used to beIf i asked you nowWould you even remember meWould you take me in your armsPull me close...

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“Part two of the final goodbye” by Marcail Nevaeh

THIS ISNT FOR THE PROMPT (STARTS RIGHT WHERE PART ONE ENDS) The ambulance shows up a couple minutes later. The nurses start yelling at people to back up and give them room. The people start moving away and continuing on their walks, whispering amongst themselves. “Please follow me, sir.” Says a nurse with a hand to my shoulder. She leads me to the back of the ambulance where two guys are waiting b...

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“The Way They Want It” by Marcail Nevaeh

NOTE: THIS DOESNT GO WITH THE PROMPT.CARSONI wake up to a blinding light shining right at my eyes. I wince when I bring up my hand to block the light. The light is the sun. My eyes focus on my surroundings and I look around in confusion. My eyes water from pain when I push myself into a sitting position. My head is pounding with pain.I look at my hands and find them full of cuts and scrapes, the skin rubbed off. I touch the back of my throbbing head and my hand comes back co...

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“The Final Goodbye” by Marcail Nevaeh

ATTENTION: THIS IS NOT FOR THE PROMPT I frown at the canvas in front of me, holding my paintbrush between two of my slender fingers. Something doesn’t sit well with me. I followed the picture in my mind perfectly, but it still doesn’t look right. I sigh and stare some more, willing something to jump out at me. I look at the dark sky, at the girl with a peaceful expression, wearing a crown of thorns. I look at all the dark colors of the painting, save for the red running down her face. Her auburn hair is tangl...

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“Secret Uncovered (part 2 of the ghost of the past)” by Marcail Nevaeh

Submitted to Contest #72

I take down the smallest duffle bag I can find, I won’t be able to carry a huge suitcase around town. I’m not sure what led me to run instead of pleading my case, but I felt like I needed to avenge Levi’s death, and I can’t do that from a jail cell. I look around my room, wondering what I should pack. Obviously not everything can come with me. I pack as much clothes as I can fit and that I think I’ll need, and then I pull out a scrapbook from under my bed. A single tear traces it’s way down my cheek as I open it. On the first page is a pi...

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“Will You Be Okay?” by Marcail Nevaeh

Submitted to Contest #72

I walk through the school hallway, eyes straying every few seconds to you. No one told me it would be this difficult. I watch you, noticing your slumped posture and tear-stained cheeks. Your eyes are red-rimmed and swimming with unshed tears. I watch in pain as you lean against the wall, arm stretched out to support you, and more tears spill out of your eyes that you are squeezing shut. I slowly walk over to your shaking body. I try to wrap my arms around you, but they slide right through your bod...

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“The Ghost of the Past” by Marcail Nevaeh

Submitted to Contest #70

“Where are you taking me?” I ask for the fifth time, as Levi leads me forward, a blindfold over my eyes. “I’m still not going to tell you, no matter how many times you ask.” He replies, laughter in his voice. Without warning, he stops walking and I smash right into his muscular back. I use my hands to push myself away from his back and I rub my forehead. <...

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“The Interview” by Marcail Nevaeh

Submitted to Contest #69

“What do you mean you’re quitting?!” My father bellows in fury. I had thought it would be going better than this…my father has always taken pride in the family business. I just hadn’t realized how much it meant to him...but this is important to me! I don’t want to spend my whole life working for an oil manufacturer. I guess my dad had other ideas. I want to go out into the world and find an interesting job. One that wil...

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Author bio

I love to read and write. Thank you for reading my stories. I’ve written a book and hope to write more. I’m a book FANATIC! My favorite hobbies: Reading Writing Drawing Reading some more Writing some more Editing my stories (yes, i know, that’s weird) Reading my stories Painting Favorite books/series: The silent patient Death on the Nile And then there were none KOTLC (keeper of the lost cities) Unwind The Neptune Project Any book by Lori Wick (romance) Harry Potter Favorite authors: Lori Wick Shannon Messenger Jane Austen Favorite movies: Clouds Princess Bride Pride and Prejudice Little Women Mulan (animated one) Favorite songs: Just my type Heart of a dancer Mystery of love Stay (Justin Bieber) Almost maybes Isabelle Slow dance Everybody talks She looks so perfect Night changes 11 blocks Somewhere only we know Struck by lightning Princesses don’t cry In your arms We were the same I’ll be there Second chance Violent Good 4 u In case you don’t live forever Before you go Line without a hook Fix me up Wildest dreams Must have been the wind Moral of the story If this is the last time Skilled writers you Have to check out: Deidra Lovegren Litlover Fearless Fox Emerald Pearl Ari Reynes