Nowell Aster

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2021

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“Divine Nuisance” by Nowell Aster

Mary sighs as her ogre assistant Harry pulls an imp out of the plant’s carnivorous mouth.  “I’m so terribly sorry,” she says, bowing. “I promise you’ll be reimbursed for this.” The imp hurls curses at her as it flies away as fast as its little wings can carry it. “That’s the fifteenth demon this week,” Harry says. “This is bad for business, Mary.” “Don’t you think I know that?” she snaps. “Whe...

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“Kyoko's Gift” by Nowell Aster

Left on the steps as a baby, the temple and the monks that occupied it were all Kyoko knew. From an early age, she was taught to work for the good of the temple; her main tasks were keeping the halls clean and preparing the daily meals. She was not allowed to play, only pray, and was forced to watch the families that paid tribute to the temple from the shadows in envy. There was a silver lining; a moment in her day she...

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“Coffee Machine Soap Opera” by Nowell Aster

Today would have been my first day off in over a month, and I was going to enjoy it like a king. I was going to sit back with a nice cup of joe, a jelly donut or two, and catch up on the soap operas on channel two. Sounds nice just thinking about it, right? Well instead, I’ve spent the better part of my morning trying to buy a coffee machine only to end up in a pet hospital sitting on the edge of my seat. And no, I don’...

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“No Place Like Home” by Nowell Aster

Olive peers through the bakery window, admiring the piles of confections. Swirls of cream and drizzles of chocolate and caramel put her in a trance. The smell of sugar and fried dough fill her nose, making her mouth water. She wonders how many coins would be enough to buy just one big double chocolate chip cookie. The horn of a semi-truck startles her, and that is when she realizes she is alone. Panic takes hold of her h...

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“The Darkness Within” by Nowell Aster

“Be brave,” Anina muttered to herself.  She huddled closer to the wall. Candles littered the bathroom. The counters, the tub, and all across the floor their gentle glow gave the room a ceremonial air. She checked the screen on her phone. It’s already been an hour since the city went dark. How much longer before the power comes back? She cursed under her breath as she clenched her fists. She had barely made it wh...

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Author bio

Hi! I'm Nowell. I love fantasy, romance, and death (not necessarily in that order). When I write a short story, I like leaving the reader with a sense of potential for more. Whether or not I provide more is up to me, but I hope you enjoy the little bit that I do share! Want to read some of my thoughts on all things writing? Check out my blog! lnkiy.in/TheWritingSpider