Start or end your story with two friends who become enemies/rivals, or vice versa.

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“The Wolf and the Huntsman” by James Scott

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Raulin’s eyes watered from an eternity of peering along the arrow’s shaft and into the Huntsman’s gaze that was locked at its base. Every blink felt like inviting death. The icy cold of a mid-winter evening dried his lenses during the long periods between the meeting of his eyelids. It would take only the slightest lapse in his attention for the savage human to grasp an opportunity to release the deadly dart. At this range, it would easily pierce a pelt as worn and grey as his. He may be a wolf of advanced years, but he had no wish to depart...

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“Shadows Over Ravensgate” by Calum Mathison

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CW: Strong language/Gore Ravensgate, a city filled with the shit of the world. The desperate, the crooked and the damned - they all find their way here eventually. Some come to make a quick buck, others to bury their secrets six feet deep. Most don’t leave. Not with their dignity intact, anyway. Whether it's dealing with the roving groups of goblin pickpockets or getting on the wrong side of gangs like One Eyed Tony’s crew. Everyone in this city gets what they deserve eventually. I’ve walked these streets for years, stepping over gutte...

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“The Brief Affair” by Lily Finch

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[Infidelity] Accepting friends into my circle at the age of 25 may seem odd, but let's go back 25 years. I was a brand-new teacher in British Columbia who didn't love my husband and felt hurt by the surroundings and people. The school, the students, the teachers, and the administrative staff were great. I became close with the two principals, one a resident and the other a non-resident, who followed me. I didn't realize he had a crush on me until my husband mentioned it. One night, the non-resident principal and his wife left our party...

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“Mother Earth” by M. Darrow

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CW: This story contains themes of religious trauma and implied sexual violence/coercion Mother EarthMan has struggled with the serpent from the very moment of Her creation. She has been an enigma, a dual symbol. She represents evil power and chaos from the underworld. But she is also a sign of fertility, of life and healing. They had told her not to. Not to approach the tree. Not to question. They had told her so many things. Eve stares up at shining coils of scales as the creature drapes herself over the branches above her head. She is al...

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“Small Nose, Big Heart” by Ellise Darwind

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I live in a two story, mundane blue house with a white picket fence that closes in me and my new puppy brother, Harold, when mom or dad lets us do fetch or chase-and-hide I usually am the one who gets the attention. Mary and Jack are five and seven, they love playing catch with me. They squeal and laugh as I nose the ball toward them to throw it, but recently they have been a victim to two-month-old, Harold. Harold would go off searching for something that ought not to be in the mouth as in a live worm."Harold no! Bad boy! Drop it." Mary cal...

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“David” by Jade Elise

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It was the cold of the guns metal against my back that let me know things were about to go from bad to worse—if that was at all possible. The person behind me, holding me at gunpoint, had said something, but I missed it, his words drowned out by the sound of my own beating heart. “Are you deaf? Get in your car,” the voice growled again.The voice was husky and low and one that I didn’t recognise. I reached out for my cars door handle, my hands shaking. I ...

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“Thirty-Three Summers Ago” by Bärbel Morsch

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The workshop had taught me many things. How to shape wood, how to read grain, how to turn raw timber into something beautiful. But Master Jonathan’s first lesson – the one I learned fastest – was simple: don’t question him. Never. I was polishing a newly finished chair when the workshop door burst open. Cornelius, the wandering merchant, swept in like an autumn leaf, his ridiculous green coat rustling.„My dearest friends!“ he exclaimed, his well-groomed goatee barely concealing a smile that seemed both too bright and too knowing.Master Jonat...

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“Wilfred” by Ellie F

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“At this point, I think Wilfred hates me,” Daniel said, kicking off his shoes in the hallway. He walked to the kitchen and placed two heavy shopping bags on the table, flexing his hands in relief. “He doesn’t hate you,” Olivia insisted, following him into the kitchen with two shopping bags of her own. “He just needs to get to know you.”“How’s he going to do that if he always leaves when I come round?” Daniel started passing Olivia the fridge items from the bags. He’d learned not to put anything away himself; Olivia had a fridge system she wa...

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“All Your Secrets” by Stephanie Prochaska

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I know all your secrets. I know all the things you think you've hidden in that deep, dark part of you that no one else can see.I remember the first time I saw you – really saw you. We'd been in the same class for years, of course, but I don't think I'd even said a single word to you. At least, not until that day. Do you remember it?It was the end of summer. In less than a week, school would be starting back up. The days would get shorter, and the verdant leaves would wither and die. But for now, the sky was blue and the air was warm. I'd dec...

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“Songbird and Troubadour” by Vera N

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The warm tones of Elvis’s guitar blended seamlessly with Alannah’s soaring voice, their combined artistry enchanting the small café crowd every Saturday night. The duo had been a fixture at Maison de Lune for nearly three years, their music a tapestry of emotion that drew in regulars and newcomers alike.For Alannah, those nights were an escape, a chance to lose herself in the power of her voice and the magic of their music. For Elvis, they were a reminder of why he had fallen in love with the craft in the first place—the quiet camaraderie, t...

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“When Harmonies fade ” by Amy Bowles

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Sally and I met when we were 12, in middle school. From the moment we clicked, it was like finding the perfect harmony in a song—natural and effortless. We became inseparable, unable to pick our outfits for school without calling each other to discuss, our closets spilling with brightly colored skirts and sweaters that we treated like pieces of a shared wardrobe. Our shared love for music bound us even tighter, and we both joined choir as soon as we had the chance. More often than not, we were paired for duets—her steady, velvety alto ground...

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“Past Friendships” by Aiden Hasher

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Contains: Murder and someone dying The light was golden. The grass shimmered green and the big gnarled oak stood against the sunset, alone atop its hill. Only the shadows showed their colour. Everything else was dyed in a honeyed glow. My breath was ragged in my chest. Every step rustled and sweat dripped into my collar, running down my back. I made it to the tree’s shade and wiped my forehead with the back of my hand.Geez, I’’m out of shape.We used to run up and down the hill, throwing ourselves down it to roll to the bottom, jumping up, a...

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“The Whispering Woods” by Becket Mack

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Jezzy, was a practical girl with an impractical name living in a world where the forest held secrets and stories long forgotten. Jezzy, a young writer, found herself wandering through the dense trees, searching for inspiration. The sunlight was filtered through the leaves, casting playful shadows on the ground. As she walked deeper into the woods, a strange stillness enveloped her, making each step feel heavier. Until, she was forced to stop and pick up a stick. Why was she forced to, you ask? Well, because she heard someone yell to her, “Wa...

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“Unseat the Enemy” by Vee Ay

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She started high school in a new city, the first time she’d ever lived anywhere else. Everything felt strange and sharp, from the sounds of the streets to the way the sky seemed just slightly different here. She was alone, completely and utterly, which wasn’t new, but it wasn’t any easier. Her whole life had been shaped by loneliness, carved by the cruel laughter of those who had made her the target of every joke and jab. She wore her past like a second skin, heavy and inescapable, a constant reminder that the world wasn’t safe, and people c...

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“Long live the brotherhood” by Ellipsis Mark

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I had been an orphan for the last twenty-seven and a half hours. Twenty-seven and a half hours ago a bomb went off at the bank downtown where my mother worked. My father was an other thing that had been believed to slayed a few years ago, but no one knew for sure, and we didn't care. Mom and me never needed him. As mother and daughter, we always had each other. Until we didn't twenty-seven and a half hours ago.I walked by the river thinking what to do. I had a hideout at the very end of the city limit. We had made that little place back in f...

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Start or end your story with two friends who become enemies/rivals, or vice versa.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 22 stories

“The Wolf and the Huntsman” by James Scott

“Shadows Over Ravensgate” by Calum Mathison

“The Brief Affair” by Lily Finch

“Mother Earth” by M. Darrow

“Small Nose, Big Heart” by Ellise Darwind

“David” by Jade Elise

“Thirty-Three Summers Ago” by Bärbel Morsch

“Wilfred” by Ellie F

“All Your Secrets” by Stephanie Prochaska

“Songbird and Troubadour” by Vera N

“When Harmonies fade ” by Amy Bowles

“Past Friendships” by Aiden Hasher

“The Whispering Woods” by Becket Mack

“Unseat the Enemy” by Vee Ay

“Long live the brotherhood” by Ellipsis Mark

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