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Write a romance that involves one partner saving the other from a fire.

Posted in Romance on Jul 30, 2021

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The Things we Lose in the Forgetting

Submitted to Contest #64

“Can I get you anything?” the interviewer asked, putting on a pair of thick-rimmed glasses. “Something to drink, perhaps?”“No, thank you. I’m fine.” John answered. “Alright, shall we begin then?” John nodded, pulled the blanket draped over his back tighter around his body.“So when did you first notice the fire?”“Uh, it was around 2:30 in the morning.”“And you were in the house at the time?”“Yes.” “As was your wife, correct?”“Yes,” John answered, shifting in his seat. “Do you know when I’ll be able to see her?”“Tell me,” the in...

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Hart

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I see her through the smoke.She is still. Too still.My heart is not.I sense the flames nearby, gulping everything that resides on the forest floor. This fire, like all others I have been unfortunate to witness, is unforgiving. Unflinching. I have observed many of my family perish, too slow to escape the burning fingers, engulfed in a blaze so powerful that ash rains for days and weeks and endless years in the forest and in my nightmares.I will not let this fire take her.Suddenly, there's a cracking sound so thunderous that I snort, leaping b...

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Stranger Therapy

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Tears stream down my face as I scurry away from the small white apartment, almost tripping over my own feet. At least it was raining out, so it wasn't too obvious. Trying to stifle a loud sob, I run past mini lawns, sidewalks and parked cars. I hear voices calling out my name but I ignore them. I don't want to face the screams and disappointment again.I keep running with my head down so nobody will see my red puffy eyes or the little droplets falling from them.After running a while, I reach a more secluded area of our neighborhood. Here...

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Remember

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I look at my face in the mirror.I can’t recognize myself.One half of my face is still me, while the other half is a mangled, red, raw mess of me.But I’m still me.Right?**********“Wrong.”“My name isn’t Brian, it’s Nathaniel.”“No sir, your name is Brian, Brian Mathews.”“But I like the name Nathaniel more, so from this very moment, my name is Nathaniel.”The nurse isn’t happy. She’s shaking her head.The medical staff these days.**********“Is Brian here? Brian Mathews?”“Yes sir, and who are you?”“I’m his part-friend.”“Sir, your name?”“Nathaniel.”...

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Standing Room

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"Hey kid, want to earn some money?" The man asking looks like a wealthy foreigner; nice clothes, shoes, well fed and groomed. I'm short and thin, barefoot and wearing ragged discards. At seventeen, I am often mistaken for twelve, because I have never had a day when I ate enough to keep my stomach from feeling empty."What work and how much?""Ten taka to carry a message. No peeking at it.""How far?" Sometimes they want you to take things across the border. I won't go there for less than two thousand. It's twelve days on foot. Each way."Coffee ...

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One More Rose Gold Sunset

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It was cold. Arthur’s stiff fingers fumbled through the slick, glossy pages of House Beautiful Magazine, rumpling cozy verandas and pristine pantries. This would do for kindling, he thought. He pulled the pages out and crumpled them into little balls. He would need to work faster. It would be dark soon, and Corbin would be back from his hike, and he would want s’mores, of course. First the kindling, then Arthur would put on the bigger log, watch the fire twist toward the stars and burp with a loud pop of sparks. They would sit in their fol...

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Campfire

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Holidays were on, the days were mundane and everyone was fed up with being fed up. Zach; a cool handsome and rich boy was looking for some adventurous ideas; he searched out some tropical areas nearby his town. he messaged his friend and shared his idea. Alex, Charlie, and Noah agreed and the very next day in the morning everybody gathered at his place, they were going in his car. Alex; a reserved but charming guy in the group ran shotgun as Zach drove the car; Charlie and Noah were sitting on the back seat, listening to music and lost in th...

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Overflowing

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She’s crouched behind the main building, a dozen stray cats orbiting her world. It hasn’t been five minutes since the bell rang. Yun can splinter such a beautiful sight, or she can do the usual, pathetic thing and watch from a distance.I'm done being pathetic.Yun leans against the wall and prays that her token nonchalance doesn’t intimidate. “What sort of satay is that?”The cats scatter when Mirah stands, fingers wrapped around a skewer of grilled meat. Her glasses catch the beads of a gently-melting sky, but surprise manages to shine throug...

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The Silent Love

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         He held his head in his hands and tried to shake off the image, which was meddling behind his thoughts, persistently coming forward as he shook it off. He just couldn’t ignore it anymore, although he was scolded by his teacher two times in a row; for not paying attention in the class.         He lied to the teacher that he wasn’t feeling well and took off from school. Every face in the class turned towards him but he ignored them all and hung h...

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No Other Way

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The smoke is rancid, thick fumes billowing out of the house’s windows and curling into heavy tendrils clawing their way out into the air. Autumn makes the air crisp and fresh, leaves crunching below sneakers not-quite warm enough for your toes. Despite the extreme heat emanating off of the house, goosebumps run up my arms, hugging me in it’s cold embrace. I can’t tear my eyes from the window, still sealed shut and revealing nothing more than smoke and burning white blinds. From the old house freshly painted a baby-blue, now blackened by fl...

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If You Die, I Die

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Do you remember that day?The one where you almost died? I remember very clearly what I said to you as you told me to run; to save myself."If you die, I die."That brought tears to your eyes. Your beautiful eyes.Blue as a clear sky on a summer day. Your blonde hair was turned black with soot and ash, your throat was clogged with smoke as you tried to cough it out.But you will always be beautiful, inside or out, no matter what you look like, where you are, or what you do. And as I saw you trapped, mouth open in a silent scream of plea that nobo...

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A Fiery Romance

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“Gather round.” my father announced beckoning us closer. I finished washing my dishes and then walked over to our large couch where I plopped myself down and waited for something interesting to happen.“That's my spot.” My sister pouted pointing to where I was now sitting.“No it's not, you barely ever sit there!” I pointed out.“That's because you always sit there!” She exclaimed. I rolled my eyes. “Suureee.” I proclaimed. “Lu you can sit over here.” My mom told her. Pointing to a spot that was next to her.“I don't want to! I want to sit ...

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Hot as Hell

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"Hurry up, hurry up!" I hissed, smiling despite myself. Saira hit me lightly. "Shut up, and it might go faster." I giggled wildly, clamping a hand over my mouth. I had never done anything, anything like this before, and I didn't know how to act. "Done!" Saira exclaimed triumphantly, leaping up and high fiving me. I wrinkled my nose at that. "We high five now?" I asked, feeling unusually flirty. I opened my mouth, wanting to ask her out, right this second, but all that came out was a weird mumble. Saira laughed, "What the hell...

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Demons 👿 part 4

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This won't make any sense if you don't read the first ones. Just a warning.JACKSON'S POV:"What?" I ask.I hear a huff. “This is the Dark Cavern! You are here to meet your feet! No, fate. Dang it, I messed it up again.”“Of course you did, idiot. You always do!” A woman's voice says.“It’s not my fault I can’t read these stupid cards in the dark!”“Why do you still need to read it? You’ve said it at least one hundred times!”I look at Arlo and Chase who look as confused as I am.“Who are you?” I ask. I hear a sigh. “We’re the fate deciders.”A ...

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The fire he saved me from

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I could barely breathe. The smoke rose into my lungs, as I gasped in and out trying to get air. I tried to scream, but my voice was weak. Before I passed out into a soundless sleep, the last thing I heard was him desperately calling my name…                                                   ...

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