Riley Noel

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2024

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8 Stories

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“Table Talk” by Riley Noel

Submitted to Contest #291

"Do you think they left it unlocked?" asked the freckled girl."No clue, they weren't very responsive," said the long-eyelashed girl."I'll go check," hurried the girl wrapped in a blanket. "It's locked," she despaired while jiggling the handle a few more times."Don't break it," said Eyelash. "This place is ancient.""Certainly looks it," murmurred Freckle."Well, that is what we're here for, but it's freezing." Blanket was dancing impatiently. "And I have to pee. Do you think there's plumbing in this...""That's what they said, but I think we ne...

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“Predatory Aura” by Riley Noel

Submitted to Contest #289

Carol fiddled with her watch. It was almost ten o'clock."Donna, you there?"It was a gift from her mom, all she had left. Carol wiped the face, ashamed she'd let it get dirty at all. She licked her thumb and buffed out a smudge."Barkeep! Hey Donna, you're looking low. Want another?"The numbers were starting to dim. Carol gave the watch a soft tap on the side."It's solar powered.""I know," Carol finally responded. She looked up at Jimmy. His eye let out a little twitch, as if the gaze he'd been begging for stung."Are you bored of this place al...

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“Acuweather” by Riley Noel

Submitted to Contest #288

"How are you feeling today?""We've got another storm on the way, I'd wrap up if I were you.""Really?" exclaimed Murr looking around. “There's not a cloud in sight.”"I feel it, Murr," Ansel slapped his knee. "This dang arthritis has never steered me wrong. I feel a big one on the way.""Well if you're sure Ansel, I'm going get a move on. Thanks for the warning." Murr pulled out a stack of envelopes and a small package from his mail bag and handed them over."Thanks," Ansel began flipping through his letters."No problem. I hate to be nosey, but ...

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“Waiting” by Riley Noel

Submitted to Contest #287

"I couldn't remember if we said outside. It's good to see you, Beth."Gertrude wore a yellow rain jacket though there was only a two percent chance of rain, hours from now. Beth looked her up and down trying to bury her grin. Gertrude always overprepared for everything."It's good to see you too, dear."Beth stood up from the rickety table and they embraced. The hug wasn't as warm as she would have liked, thanks to the rain jacket."You do know there's a very low chance of rain Gerry?""I know, I know," Gertrude laughed it off as she place the ja...

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“Gregitchi's Dream” by Riley Noel

Submitted to Contest #286

"I've been having the dream again." "What is it honey?" Gregitichi roled over to the sound of his lovely wife. "Gale, I dreamt I was an egg again." Galitchi furrowed her fluffy white face. Her long ears bent forward. She did that when she pretended to understand what she was hearing. "The egg dream," she echoed. Maybe he hadn't mentioned it, maybe he was getting old. Maybe she'd forgotten. They were both getting old. Gregitchi ran his hand over her fuzzy bent ear. "The egg dream, where I die and return as an egg." "I would miss you," Ga...

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“Clock or Cake” by Riley Noel

Submitted to Contest #284

Hoo! Hoo!Brandon looked out his bedroom window. The setting sun radiated pink through the leafless trees as it crashed into the horizon. It was pinker than usual, or maybe Brandon hadn't caught the sunset in a while. He always meant to watch it, everyday, but it slipped by.Brandon rolled away from the nuclear explosion of pink. The clock his mom got him for his twenty-third birthday projected the time onto the ceiling. His eyes adjusted to the dim blue numbers: five PM exactly.It was handy, Brandon thought, but is this what his mom envisione...

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“A Savior is Born” by Riley Noel

Submitted to Contest #283

Surrounding them were decorations of all kinds. The silver-suited nutcrackers reminded Roger of his grandfather's quartet. He wished Delilah had had a chance to meet him, and hear them sing the Montana Hop. The Silver Foxes almost made it to the Barbershop Quartet Championship one year. Roger also wished he had a close knit group like his grandfather, close enough to form a quartet even. Not that he would, or that he was a very good singer.Looking across the dimly lit table Roger's eyes’ pupils dilated as they fell upon Delilah, the love of ...

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“Meeting of the Minds” by Riley Noel

Submitted to Contest #280

The card was heavy. I turned it over and back again, the iridescent coating hypnotic. The image of freshly made malt balls rolling down a conveyer came solidly into form. I’m hungry.I turned the card over again. A zebra, a mother, slows her pace so that the lion would take her instead of her foal, her baby. The lion sinks his fangs into the back of her neck and she buckles into the dirt. Gruesome.I turned the card one last time. It's an old man, not too old. Early seventies? He's in a warm-lit room facing away. Now I see, he's painting. It's...

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