Zoë Page

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2022

Stories (38)

38 Stories

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“Winds of Time” by Zoë Page

Submitted to Contest #154

Time has changed me. Time has been my friend. Time has aged me. Time has rejuvenated me. Time will never end, and neither will I.I start off fluffy and stout, hardly visible as an individual amongst the mass of fuzz that sticks out at odd angles from the rest of our nesting place. Our nesting place, a little yellowish bird, does little except wobble around consuming most things in its path. After time, the yellow starts to fade, and I’m one of the first of us to turn brown. Our nesting place grows bigger and plumper and starts to become incr...

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“Five Steps From Hatred” by Zoë Page

Submitted to Contest #153

Sometimes you loathe someone so much, your mind and judgement become clouded by rage and along the way, your loathing becomes morphed. All is needed is for a “v” to replace the “a”, “t,” and “h”, and suddenly your mortal enemy who lives to boil your blood is the person you want to comfort you when life doesn’t go your way. There is a fine line between hating someone so purely your innocent soul wishes only to murder them and loving someone. Love is a strong force not to be meddled with. It attacks you at the most unexpected times. You might ...

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“The Unlabeled Gift” by Zoë Page

Submitted to Contest #152

I accidently skipped seventy years of my life, so I hosted a full-blown teenage-dream party at an old people’s home with only over 65s. Pretty epic, if you ask me. * It all started, really, when for my fourteenth birthday, I received this parcel. It was a Monday morning, so typically, an incredibly overwhelming and emotional time. Me complaining I had to go to school on my special day through mouthfuls of overly soggy cereal; my younger sister begging me to hurry up so she could open my presents; my mom shouting at nobody in particular becau...

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“Resurfaced” by Zoë Page

Submitted to Contest #151

I found myself waking from an accidental nap in the first-class diner at what I would’ve assumed to be, from the darkness shown through the window, quite late into the night. Although I knew I should’ve transferred myself to the comfort of my suite, I no longer felt any desire to sleep, so I stood up and walked placidly out the room. I wondered why no staff had bothered to ask me to leave, and also why the doors hadn’t been locked, however hardly cared to investigate. It felt as if the night were simply calling me – to explore the parts of t...

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“Cellular 7” by Zoë Page

Submitted to Contest #150

Tonight, was the night he would do it.Orion’s eyes remained wide open as he heard the final few robots shuffle into their charging systems for the night in Cellular 4. He remained dead-still in his bed, heart hammering fast, until he was utterly sure the coast was clear. After shooting a nervous glance at the sparkling electrical clock beside him, he heaved himself up, trying his absolute best to make as little noise as he slipped off the stiff mattress. His dressing gown fell silently to his knees. He made his way to the door, and then slin...

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“The Hollow” by Zoë Page

Submitted to Contest #149

“Down in the damp where the trees clear, deep into the forest the treasure will appear,” I read aloud into the strong silence, my fingers clasping the note feebly. I could feel Aelin staring at me; I twisted to glare at her, “What on earth is this about?” Her dull grey eyes bored into me. She shrugged. “It’s just a treasure hunt. Figure out what the note means, like you’ve done for the last eight clues. It’s not that hard.” I sighed, defeated, turning to gaze despondently at the clue again. We had been sweating out in the blistering sunl...

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“Bagel and I” by Zoë Page

Submitted to Contest #148

Keith Romano broke my heart, so I married his dog.*My whole college degree, I’d been pining over this one guy. He was that incredibly popular jock: dazzlingly handsome and athletically built, Keith Romano had gorgeous messy brown hair, pale, mole-speckled skin and strong blue eyes. Ever since he’d offered to help me with carrying my luggage up to my room, I’d been set. All I wanted to do was marry this guy.He wasn’t like the usual toxic college jock. He was incredibly helpful and kind, which is probably why we’ve always been friends. I suppo...

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“Black to Black” by Zoë Page

Submitted to Contest #147

My eyes were drinking in the blinding darkness. I felt my heart beating fast in my chest, each thud quickening my breathing and increasing the unpleasant build-up of sweat on my palms. My nails dug into his hand; my fingers bound to his in a sudden paralysis. It seemed the same had occurred to everyone else – nobody dared speak, for what if it was simply part of the movie? Speak and you’d ruin the atmosphere. Speak and you would become excluded and asked to leave. So, what if I was asked to leave? I yearned to leave the cinema right now, to ...

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Author bio

Passionate writer and aspiring author of a few genres - though my favourites are fantasy and romance. Hopefully you can find something you enjoy reading here! :) Feedback is always appreciated, even on older stories!

Shortlisted 1 story ⭐️

Contest #168

The Last Train – read story