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R. N. Jayne

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2020

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Ball and Chain

R. N. Jayne

Submitted to Contest #166

Warning: Strong language, non-explicit hebephilia. Reader discretion is advised.***Jasper’s phone’s fluty notification alert dinged. It was her. A jaunty grin split across his sun-chapped lips. He had been waiting for the go-ahead; this welcome development fortified his resolve to bear the heat. Satisfaction flooded his pleasure receptors like contrast fluid pumped through an IV.Though the evening soccer game was winding down, the sun displayed staying power. Jasper’s smoke-black Jetta hadn’t yet reached inferno status; however, judging by t...

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Swan Song

R. N. Jayne

Submitted to Contest #164

Trigger warning: the following story contains sensitive content including mental health issues, self harm, assisted suicide, and brief mentions of an eating disorder. Reader discretion is advised.***In my line of work, the buried ones stay silent, but they aren’t gone: the dearly departed remain in me.***My current client has reached the deadline of her days on earth; however, she doesn’t realize tonight’s her swan song. When she filled out her death interest form on my boss’s business page (the dark web site www.dieinmysleep.com), she check...

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Untimely

R. N. Jayne

Submitted to Contest #154

Warning: the following story contains sensitive content, including brief violence, gore, body horror, substance abuse, and substance abuse. Reader discretion is advised.***“We’re running out of time,” I murmured, breaking our kiss. Magda’s full lips held the flavor of bittersweet fruit.She reached for my hand through the iron bars separating us. “I’m scared.”“Don’t be.”Diving in for another taste, I pushed my tongue inside her mouth, passing along the beeswax-coated pill Granny Annie had planted in my biscuit during yesterday’s afternoon tea...

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Patron of the Arts

R. N. Jayne

Submitted to Contest #105

GinaI'm delighted by the day-shift busboy from RanDom, my go-to sober-day cafe. Even his zits are glorious. Every Thursday, when I’m luxuriating with my black coffee, chocolate croissant, and a copy of the New York Times crossword puzzle, my anticipation builds to a level of delicate discomfort—until the dovetails of my busboy’s jacket wing their way into my peripheral. That released breath of relief is something to savor each time.RanDom’s manager makes the waitstaff wear formalwear (the cheapest available, I might add) like they’re extras ...

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Phelia

R. N. Jayne

Submitted to Contest #65

I'm having that nightmare again—the one where I'm lost in the woods. Only I'm not on dry land: I'm underwater. The forest grows tentacles. These wooden jellyfish have arms like boughs. They reach for me. Tangle my hair. Pull me down. Drowning, I choke on my love's name.***Phelia's trying on a headpiece for her dungeon mistress Halloween costume. She fiddles with the formidable crown of spikes. I wonder who she wants to repel with this getup. Maybe she wants to people to think she's impenetrable.It's been seven months since my passing. I shou...

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