Marisa Billions

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2023

Stories (12)

12 Stories

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“Inheritance” by Marisa Billions

“...And to my favorite person in the world, my granddaughter, Aster Lynne Browning, I bequeath my home and all of its contents…” The elderly lawyer in a brown suit with a blue bow tie reads. I’m staring at his white stubble in contrast to his leathery wrinkled skin letting the words sink in. The other family members in the room, donned in black, assembled here as vultures often do to pick over what is le...

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“Nothing” by Marisa Billions

It’s dark and I can’t see. That’s a lie. I can see vague shapes. Outlines. Fuzzy out of focus details. There’s a smell. Rot. Decay. Death. Words, mumbled and garbled. “Sinner. Bitch. Useless. Bad, bad girl. You are nothing. Nothing,” repeated like a mantra. The voice is hoarse, sexless. I keep moving. Stumbling. Feeling around in the dar...

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“Love Spell” by Marisa Billions

The moon is full and fat. They say it’s a supermoon tonight. When the moon is full it is a time for abundance and to bring what you want in. Bring a desire to fruition during a full moon. The clearing is lush and the grass is soft. The smell of pine and earth fill the air. With the moon so full and fat and close, it’s almost as bright as daylight. Cicadas sing their songs in the surrounding trees and the...

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“Incidental Costs” by Marisa Billions

My dad often told me that if something sounds like it’s too good to be true, it often is. “Come with me! Come on! I swear- it’s all free. Paid for by my firm. You just have to pack and get us to the airport on time!” Lex is looking at me- big eyes and a devil may care grin. If she wasn’t so damn cute, I would have flat out said no out of the gate. Instead, I ask, “What’s the catch?” ...

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“Just My Type” by Marisa Billions

“Mom- let’s go into the antique road show over there!” Hunter grabbed his mother’s wrist and dragged her down the street to the warehouse where a mass of antique shop owners and dealers were tucked away just off the main drag of Old Town. “Why?” Stella dragged herself behind them. It was their Sunday ritual- lunch and whatever after for just the two of them. Hunter loved antique shops and thrifting and e...

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“Flowers and a Funeral” by Marisa Billions

My House…My house has been in my family for three generations. My grandfather, who passed it down to my father, who passed it down to me. He wanted a son, but I was his daughter and only child. But we will come back to that. Right now, we are talking about my house. My house is not typical. It’s a funeral home. My grandfather was a mortician, my father was a mortician, and now I am one too. The house is Victorian, but the colors are muted, tasteful and...

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“Just Between Us” by Marisa Billions

(This story contains adult language, drug abuse, criminal behavior)“Speak now. Let’s hear it.” “I can’t.”“Why can’t you?”“I… I just can’t.” “Are you embarrassed?” “Maybe a little. But it’s more than that.” “Well, what? What else is it?” “It’s just insanely personal. And you wouldn’t understand.” “It’s just between you and me. No one else will ever know. You can trust me.” “Can I? Can I really? How do I know you aren’t just g...

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“Cold” by Marisa Billions

It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling and it was almost dark. The bitterness of the cold seemed to seep through the walls of the house. It wasn’t sunset yet. It wasn’t supposed to be this dark, but the clouds bringing in the snow made it appear darker than it should be at this hour. Mazie stood at the large picture window in the living room looking outside. The ticking of the large g...

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“Property of Beatrice Helen James” by Marisa Billions

I don’t like weddings. Especially big weddings. Even moreso, I particularly don’t like having to travel for big weddings. My wife and I eloped in Vegas on what was supposed to be a girls trip. It was spur of the moment. Rae and I had been friends for years, and recently had begun dating. We walked into an all night wedding chapel slightly drunk and sealed the deal with our four closest friends there to w...

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“A Day in the life of Charlie White” by Marisa Billions

(This story contains adult language and mention of school lockdown) Five am and the alarm is going off. “Alexa, turn off the alarm.” “I’m sorry, I didn’t understand.” The alarm keeps getting louder. “Alexa. Turn. Off. The. Alarm.” “I’m sorry, I didn’t understand. You can say ‘Alexa tell me the weather-” “ALEXA. TURN. OFF....

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“Alize” by Marisa Billions

It’s been a year to the day. Our last interaction was not a nice one. I screamed at her. I told her I was done. She kissed me goodbye, and she was gone. Not a day goes by that I’m not spending time reenacting our last moments together in my head. Our shouts and angry words reverberate in my head. I will never not be sorry, and the hole in my heart and the empty place in my bed and my life will never be filled. <...

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“Sing a Song” by Marisa Billions

I don’t remember much about my birth mom. She was beautiful. And she could sing. I remember she would sing to me all the time. She would sing while she put the bows and pigtails in my hair. I would sing with her. We would harmonize. Her with her beautiful and powerful voice. Me, with my high pitched kid voice. I loved her. She was my world. Beautiful. Sweet. Doting. ...

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Author bio

I'm a writer, mom, teacher, and wife. Not always in the same order every day. I have three sapphic fiction novels published - working on a fourth. My. second novel, Like Sapphire Blue is the 2023 Gold Medal winner for Reader Views Best Fiction. You can follow on TikTok, Instagram and Facebook @authormarisabillions.