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Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021
This story does not relate to the prompt but instead is the prologue of a novel I am working on called The Emerald Queen. Hope you enjoy this sneak preview!Warning - This story contains death ...To the two men, the night held mystery to all, comfort to none. They stood, dead silent, in a sort of terse agreement. A messenger hesitant to recite the words to his master that would change his life forever.The messenger coughed suddenly and bounced his leg against the table, leaning against it for support. He was tall, with the bod...
Ava slowly moved through the darkening shadows, careful to stay out of sight. On nights like this, she felt invincible. The moonlight glittering and the wind softly swaying created a calming atmosphere and Ava savored it. On nights like this, she did her best work. Through the dim light, she could just see her surroundings. There in front of her was the rooftop of the Walter Mansion, home to the most prestigious family in Northern Europe. Ava herself was posed on the edge of the roof of the building next door, anticipating the jump.&nbs...
Submitted to Contest #96
They never saw him coming. How could they? The little town of Saturnia was seated in the crease of a long valley. Everyone there knew each other. There hadn’t ever been a single visitor in its whole history, that was, until now. Esmeralda was following behind the few people collectively heading toward the main square. In that minuscule town, it was the equivalent of a crowd. As she and the others reached the main square, they found the whole town gathered around something Esmeralda could not quite see. Being only six years old, she...
Submitted to Contest #92
“But Mom,” Christina complained, “Why can’t I go outside!” Her mother looked her up and down, frustrated and shaken from the morning's events. “Sweetie,” her mother replied, “You know it’s still light out. We can’t have you getting sick again.” “Again?” Christina asked wonderingly, “What do you mean again?” Her mother sighed. They had been over this many times before and yet Christina never seemed to remember. “When you were a baby, only one year old, we took you out into the sun for the first time. You immediately broke out in hiv...
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