Vanessa Vestena

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2024

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“The Mallory's Secret” by Vanessa Vestena

Submitted to Contest #275

I took a deep breath, inhaling the sweet scent from the herbal tea that my sister just brewed. It smelled like roses and butterfly pea flowers, with a zesty undertone of ginger and an almost imperceptible hint of cinnamon. Just breathing through the aroma was enough to soothe my nerves. Like a warm, comforting hug. However, for as much as I tried to relax, I couldn’t get it out of my head.I couldn’t believe what just happened. A student was killed in my school. A girl barely 15 was horrifyingly murdered in cold blood. I took...

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“Wolf's Hunger” by Vanessa Vestena

Submitted to Contest #272

I eyed the giant steak, poking from the add on the billboard at the side of the road. A low, painstaking grumble reached the ears of my best friend standing in the passenger seat.“Wow! That is really something.” Eric muses, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.“Shut up!” I groan, turning the car in the school parking lot. “I am genuinely starving.”“Haven’t you already had breakfast?”“I did. But its like I haven’t. I will stop to grab a bite at the cafeteria before the beginning of classes.”“Damn, man! How do you do? It must be nice eat...

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“Wolf's Hunger” by Vanessa Vestena

Submitted to Contest #272

I eyed the giant steak, poking from the add on the billboard at the side of the road. A low, painstaking grumble reached the ears of my best friend standing in the passenger seat.“Wow! That is really something.” Eric muses, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.“Shut up!” I groan, turning the car in the school parking lot. “I am genuinely starving.”“Haven’t you already had breakfast?”“I did. But its like I haven’t. I will stop to grab a bite at the cafeteria before the beginning of classes.”“Damn, man! How do you do? It must be nice eat...

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“The King of Stones” by Vanessa Vestena

Submitted to Contest #269

Finn stricken the flint against the fire-steel until a small sparkle landed in the fire pit, starting the bonfire. As soon as the tiny ember hit the bunch of straws it lit up, roaring to life. When some warmth reached his face, he leaned back against the tree behind him, stretching his sore legs from the long journey. His eyelids growing heavy with sleep. It has been a long journey from Reinfield, his hometown. Two years ago, he would have never imagined that he will find himself in the dark lands of Dún Na Gaar, looking for a stone th...

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“It’s Still Watching ” by Vanessa Vestena

Submitted to Contest #267

Tic-tic-tic, the rhythmic sound of the raindrops ticking on the glass was relaxing enough to made me lean my head against the windowsill. I was in the passenger seat, drifting slowly to sleep, a lazy smile pressed on my lips. The basses of the house music busting in the car were so strong that I could feel the vibrations on my face slowly growing numb. Everyone was vibing, from my best friend Charlie, singing in the back with Nate and Seth, to my new boyfriend Matt, driving at my side. It was November 18, a typical Saturday night for m...

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