Miles Gatling

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2019

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67 Stories

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“Self-help” by Miles Gatling

Submitted to Contest #25

What's this now? "The monkey in you. Discover your origin." Hm… He placed the book back. "Life secrets. Untold, never before heard of secrets." Pass. His eyes shifted towards a yellow cover with black writing. It looks like a labor safety manual. "Top ten lists of top ten things to improve about yourself. A guide to life, 100% results guaranteed." Do people actually buy this? He flipped the book over. Best selling author, over 1 billion sold. He glanced around and saw a whole section dedicated to yoga. Hm, that could be interesting. It's sup...

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“Edge” by Miles Gatling

Submitted to Contest #22

"It's teflon-coated, not stainless steel.""Are you sure about that?""Yes, I used to shave daily with Voskhod.""Why did you switch?""I tried the Wilkinson and since then it's my main blade.""I didn't like it in my Merkur; it bends it at a weird angle.""I'll lend you my DE89, great for Russian brand blades too. ""Oh, that's ok, I know you can't go a day without shaving.""I have many razors, Frank. I'm currently using -""That's our guy."Eric turned his head and locked eyes on the pizza boy."Let's get him."Just as the kid was buzzed in, Eric gri...

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“Tools of the trade” by Miles Gatling

Submitted to Contest #19

"Why did you kill him, Stan?""I said I want my lawyer.""Come on now. You're making this way too difficult. Just admit it, it'll be easier on your sentence.""Hey don't blame me for something I didn't do. Give me a lawyer, then I'll talk.""Forget your lawyer, Stan. He won't help you, not after I show him incriminating video footage."The detective leaned back in his chair and straightened his tie. "What are you talking about? What video?" Stan’s eyes narrowed. "You, buying a screwdriver at Hardware-4-Life; hours before you m...

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“Fanboys” by Miles Gatling

Submitted to Contest #18

Francis pushed down on the crowbar, putting all his weight into it. The window swiftly rose accompanied by the sound of splitting timber. His heart skipped. He remained motionless, head ducted between his shoulders, listening for any sign of movement. Nothing came from inside the house. Francis tucked the crowbar in his backpack, and gently pulled himself up. Closing the window behind him, he felt there was no room inside his chest for air. The space was filled by his heart, that pumped furiously. He feared the banging would wake up anyone l...

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“Fairies tell no truth” by Miles Gatling

Submitted to Contest #16

"That's what I have to do?""Yes, a small offering, and your biggest desire shall be fulfilled." Crystal stood there twiddling her thumbs, eyeing the sparkling fairy. All of a sudden the act itself frightened her. "What's the matter? Don't you trust me anymore?" "Oh but I do. I just-" "You built my fairy house and invited me to stay," the flying creature told its host. "I thought you wanted my friendship and company." "Oh I do!" The young woman rushed to cup the little thing's feet. With tears in her eyes, holding on ...

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“Professional” by Miles Gatling

Submitted to Contest #15

"Go ahead and rinse for me, Jacob."The child took a sip of water and thoroughly cleansed his mouth."How does it feel when you bite down?""A bit higher than the rest, " the child told his dentist."Alright, go ahead and chew the paper again."It left a few red dots on the filing and the adjacent teeth. Switching to the blue side, the doctor instructed his patient"Now move your jaw from left to right. Well done, Jacob. "He gently brushed the tooth with his high-speed burr under the microscope, and then polished the filling until it felt silky sm...

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“Pressure” by Miles Gatling

Submitted to Contest #15

The grey door opened, and a massive man entered the room. He wore a suit and tie, his face clean-shaven. He dragged a metal chair across the floor and sat down at the table. With one hand, he unbuttoned his jacket, with the other he placed a thick yellow envelope on the table."How are you, Kaleb?"No response came from the other person sitting opposite."Do you know why you are here, Kaleb?" The official asked without looking directly at his subject. He slowly unraveled the red twine securing the envelope."Those clothes we gave you, are they c...

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