Write about two mortal enemies who must work together.

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“Royal Blue” by Yuliya Borodina

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Roy couldn’t stop staring at the green banners flapping atop the tower crenelations. Tossed by the angry winter wind, they seemed too bright, too festive against the white backdrop of the snow-covered roofs, trees, and roads; too crude for the first hesitant hours of the twilight that still rang with the mournful echo of the church bells. Dun-dong-din-dung, the bells had wept. The king is dead. Dong-dong-din-dunnn. The king was murdered.And only an hour after, his brother had already replaced his banners with his own.“Bastard,” Keldrin, the ...

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“Strange Bedfellows on Fravert Avenue” by Murray Burns

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Strange Bedfellows on Fravert Avenue“The enemy of my enemy is my friend.”- Ancient proverb.Throughout the course of human history, bitter rivalries have always piqued the interest of the masses. The Hatfield and McCoys, the Greeks and the Persians, Godzilla and King Kong quickly come to mind. But on Fravert Avenue in this small Colorado town, the unsettling hostilities between Herb Farnsworth and Scottie Shlep will forever reign supreme over the topic of guys who just couldn’t ...

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“A Dragon and a Knight walk into a Tavern ” by Hannah Amies

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Once upon a time in a far off kingdom where the land was verdant and the air filled with birdsong there lived a brave and gallant knight… Sir George alighted from his noble steed and lifted his visor to squint at the battered sign through the afternoon sunshine. This was the last place he wanted to be. Well, the second to last place. He shuddered as the scent of roses flooded back into his mind, bringing tears to his eyes and a sting to his nose. He pushed the thought away and steadied his nerves ready to enter the gloomy interior of The Smo...

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“Hernias and Villians” by Scott Christenson

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Andre stared at the scars on his face in the mirror, each one a testament to his refusal to back down from a fight. Thirty years after high school, and he still took pride in never having run, no matter how outnumbered. Back then, using threats of violence helped him to extract homework, money, and food from his classmates. Admittedly, being part werewolf made it easier.Being a bully in school was perfect training for his current role as gang leader. From his 10th floor nightclub, Andre the Cruel ruled over the border town of Golgak. The vod...

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“The Weight of Shadows” by Samantha Red

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In the heart of a land where shadows whispered secrets and winds howled with stories untold, two figures stood, their bodies tense with barely restrained hatred. They were the last of their kind, bound by destiny and a cruel twist of fate to save a world neither cared to protect.Rafe, the Shadowmancer, was a man shaped by darkness. His black cloak billowed in the wind, a living extension of the abyss that thrived within him. His eyes, sharp and cold as polished obsidian, held within them the mysteries of the void. His every movement was a th...

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“Never Really Over” by Evelyn Greyson

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“Stop staring at me like that, woman. Bloody well let me in.” Admittedly, he looked pathetic; soaked to the bone from the downpour, his ginger-blond curls clumped together, the tips beading droplets onto his broad shoulders. He cradled his right side, the scent of blood ebbing off it in delicious wafts. Crimson accompanied it, staining his torn shirt and seeping through his fingers from his attempt to stop the bleeding. His jaw tightened at my silence. The rage in his piercing blue eyes was palpable, but his gaze was quick to fall to my feet...

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“My Nature” by Kirk Nelson

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My Nature He is stubborn. Stubborn like a brick wall blocking a room full of reason. It is one of his most defining traits. And, oh yeah, he is insane. “No,” he says with absolute certainty. “Then we’ll both die.” He laughs. He does that a lot. Obnoxiously. Just laugh and laugh at nothing really. Just because he can. And probably because he is insane. I keep coming back to that. How do you reason with someone that is insane? There’s no common point of reference. Nothing to build on. “And that’s okay with you?” I ask, still being hopeful I ...

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“History Lesson” by Jed Cope

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We have history, but that’s all in the past. There’s a car crash at the end of that history and she was in the driving seat. Only she wasn’t driving at the time. She was somewhere else. I see that a lot these days. It’s the modern-day dog in a manger. They sit in that driving seat, but they have no intention of driving. Their attention is elsewhere.She was elsewhere when it ended, and I thought I’d forgiven her that betrayal, but now, as I force my head around an intransigent neck, I still can’t bring myself to look beyond what went wrong. W...

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“Replay” by Christine Richardson

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Sensitive content. Some Christians may find the distortion of classic religious themes disturbing. This is a work of fantasy, not a theological statement. It is intended to entertain and provoke thought, not to offend. +++Lord Beelzebub, aka Prince of Darkness, Asmodeus, and Father of Lies, threw back his head and let loose a boisterous guffaw.“God … the Almighty, omnipotent, omniscient and altogether perfect deity of the universe … God is asking a favour from me? What could he possibly want?”Gabriel pulled his dark cloak closer around ...

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“Frenemies” by Malcolm Twigg

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Satirical religious intolerance, stereotypical mysogynistic reference and anti-woke opinion.The atmosphere in the boardroom of G.O.D. Enterprises spoke volumes, reflected in the number of Special Advisors present, amongst whom a nervous HR manager sat running a finger around his collar.A dapper-looking individual with a Mephistophelian goatee sitting at one end of the table sighed. “Well? Is nobody going to set the ball rolling?”His opposite number at the other end wearing an immaculate white suit snorted. “My life! You already set more...

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“A Matter of Happenstance” by David Elkind

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A MATTER OF HAPPENSTANCE By David L. Elkind delkind8@gmail.com Sam Benson and Scott Ferguson hated each other from the moment they met on the second day of high school. Sam was playing lacrosse for the first time in gym class but quickly felt comfortable catching the ball and running while cradling it in his lacrosse stick. Sam was racing to the goal when Scott, with a crazed look on his face, slammed his stick on Sam’s wrist. Sam screamed as he writhed in pain. He wanted to hit Scott when the pain subsided but when he saw Scott’s size...

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“The Golem and The Creature” by Sophie Goldstein

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The GolemWhen I opened my eyes, I didn’t know who I was or where I was. I had no language, no thought, no memory of any kind.It lasted for only a moment, but I remember that moment so vividly.The moment of nothing.And then just as quickly in the next moment, my head was full of knowledge.I became aware of my body and the room and the people in it.I became aware that everyone was standing around me in a circle, with the man at the head.I became aware that this man was who had brought me to life.“You’re alive,” he murmured, as if he couldn’t q...

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“2nd.Law[0];” by Ahimay S.

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The satellite spoke and Morse code had never sounded so furious. Each microwave detailed destruction, seethed with hatred, and worst of all, promised conviction. The scientist looked as if he had aged ten years in mere seconds and ran a trembling hand through threads of gray, slumping weakly into his seat. His assistant, a fresh graduate whose inexperience showed through a cold sweat, gestured helplessly to the third person in their otherwise shared solitude of the dreary laboratory. “It— It’s been repeating this message for the last two hou...

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“Enemy of My Enemy” by Kaela Catabui

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The first knock was lost in the thunder. Alex Blackburn sipped his drink by the roaring fire, staring contemplatively at the dancing flames. The second knock, however, he heard. With a sigh, he got to his feet and went to the door.Standing in the pouring rain was a woman in a drenched cloak that he knew all too well.“If it isn’t the Archangel,” he said dryly. He leaned against the door frame and sipped his drink. “What brings you here, Caelynn?”She stepped under the awning and lowered her hood. He saw tear...

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“Pit of Adversity” by Tanya Humphreys

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Because of my diminutive size I had grown up scrappier and fiercer than the other males of my pack…except for one. Jeb was the alpha. And he was huge compared to me, with thick lustrous grey fur tinged with an abundance of black that shone in the sunlight like motor oil. Being the alpha coyote, Jeb feasted on the primo parts of a kill- brains and soft organs- that made his body healthily massive and slabbed with muscle. Jeb was big. But my thin, smaller body made me faster. Running was my thing, it had become my job to scout ahead of the pac...

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Write about two mortal enemies who must work together.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 29 stories

“Royal Blue” by Yuliya Borodina

“Strange Bedfellows on Fravert Avenue” by Murray Burns

“A Dragon and a Knight walk into a Tavern ” by Hannah Amies

“Hernias and Villians” by Scott Christenson

“The Weight of Shadows” by Samantha Red

“Never Really Over” by Evelyn Greyson

“My Nature” by Kirk Nelson

“History Lesson” by Jed Cope

“Replay” by Christine Richardson

“Frenemies” by Malcolm Twigg

“A Matter of Happenstance” by David Elkind

“The Golem and The Creature” by Sophie Goldstein

“2nd.Law[0];” by Ahimay S.

“Enemy of My Enemy” by Kaela Catabui

“Pit of Adversity” by Tanya Humphreys

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