S.M. Knight

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2025

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“The Snake On Ice” by S.M. Knight

Submitted to Contest #289

Viper couldn’t tell if they were stupid or toying with her. They had followed her since leaving the restaurant and hadn’t been very sly about tailing her. She weaved her way through the dark allies of the city and was sure of the tail now. She was young but not a rookie. She knew the protocol. She took her phone from the coat of her long jacket and sent Mother the picture of herself in a red dress. Mother’s response was a thumbs up and the words “See you at Club Chaos.” Viper shook her head at the response. Of course, he would choose Chaos....

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“To Form A Stronger Society ” by S.M. Knight

Submitted to Contest #289

“Welcome to the Nursery.” Debera said behind her mask. “Thank you, I’m excited for my second year as a Healer.” Ava answered behind her own mask. “I’m glad to hear it. I can tell just from looking at you that the Council chose you well when they assigned you as a healer. Come let me show you around and get you familiar with your duties.” The older woman led the way. Her figure was healthy with a straight back and black head wrap. Her steps were smooth, as though she was floating through the ward. Ava was less graceful. Full of excitement and...

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“A Cruel Love Story” by S.M. Knight

Submitted to Contest #289

In the heart of a corrupt land was a town full of thieves and bandits. A fierce and psychotic leader ruled it. He was once fast, strong, and handsome. Yet, the years of ruling and many assassination attempts had aged him. His body grew old and feeble. His mind did not weaken. It grew colder, more paranoid, more cunning. The town was full of criminals, but there was no crime within the walls. If subjects violated the Lord’s rules, they suffered a cruel and sinister punishment. The Lord favored philosophy, preferring to leave punishments to ...

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“The Cougar” by S.M. Knight

Submitted to Contest #289

Disclaimer: This story involves actions that can be associated with pedophilia and online grooming. There are no violent or sexual scenes. However, the dialogue is intended to be uncomfortable to read as someone on the outside sees the events unfold. This story does not promote or glorify pedophilia. Nor attack those who are part of the LGBTQ+ community.--He didn’t look like much. He was quiet and meek despite his lengthy frame, and he didn’t pose much of a threat to anyone. He wore glasses that matched his cheap haircut. His clothes were as...

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“Please Don't Forget Me” by S.M. Knight

Submitted to Contest #289

The room is unfamiliar. I don’t know how I got here. The last thing I remember is… is… I don’t remember anything. Panic begins to run through my body as I take in my surroundings. I tilt my head down to see my naked body covered in goose skin from my waist up. A crisp white sheet covers me from the waist down. The sheet matches the rest of the room. Everything is either bleach white or stainless steel. The room reeks of sterility. The only light comes from the overhead lights.Three of my cell walls are concrete painted white. A thin drape co...

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“The Unyielding Skies” by S.M. Knight

Submitted to Contest #288

Tempestas had received prayers for fair weather and been ridiculed for causing storms since the dawn of civilization. One day she stopped caring and sat on a ledge of Mount Olympus. With closed eyes and an empty mind, the only sound she made was steady rhythmic breathing. She had practiced her meditation with out a break for two years now. Her peaceful mind resulted in calm, sunny weather for the mortals below. It had been months since anyone had seen a cloud, heard thunder, or even felt a cool breeze on their face. Instead, they were cursed...

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Author bio

I am a long-time reader who has never had time to write. After years of adventure, I can finally craft some stories. I am here to work on my style and system, taking inspiration from Steven King, writing six pages a day, and Ray Bradley proclaiming, "Plumbers don't get plumber's block." I enjoy the craft of storytelling and having prompts to help ignite the story. Please read my work and give any constructive criticism you'd like. Please visit my website to see more of my work: https://sashaknightstories.com/