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Write a romance where your character falls in love with the last person they expected to.

Posted in Romance on Jun 8, 2021

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Loving the Sun

Shortlisted for Contest #72 ⭐️

Can you love the sun? Is it possible to love something even though it could burn you? Her name was Akilah Williams. She was the sun of my universe. She was, without a doubt, the smartest girl in school. We’d known each other since elementary school though we didn’t talk much. I guess you could say we didn’t really meet until our freshmen year of high school. I remember it was the day of football tryouts. I was sitting on the bleachers and felt as if someone had stuck their hand in my chest and squeezed. I thought to myself. Is this it? Is...

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Feverish Nights

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Submitted to Contest #72

Theo slowly folded the blanket over, uncovering Sophie’s disgruntled expression with her brows slightly furrowed together. Strands of hair stuck to her sweating face, she breathed through her mouth heavily, her chest heaving up and down. With the small portion of moonlight that seeped through window curtains, illuminating Sophie’s face, Theo could make out her frantic eyes moving behind closed eyelids.He gently placed his hand over her moistened forehead, recoiling it back almost immediately the moment their skin made contact.“Shit, you’re b...

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Unexpected Love

Submitted to Contest #72

“Why am I never enough for you, huh? Why is it that there is always something about me or what I do that isn’t satisfactory?”“You’re over exaggerating, Aiden.”“No, no I’m not. I always have to make sure that I’m exactly the way you want me to be, and I hate it! I thought that you loved me for who I am, but I was so wrong. You don’t love me one bit, you just love the idea of me, the idea that I’m exactly who you want."“Stop it.”“Oh, I have to stop? Am I stepping out of line, Rosella?”“Yes, you are. Stop talking to me like this.”“Truth makes y...

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Adan

Submitted to Contest #72

My sister dated a lot of guys. Treated them like pieces of gum. As soon as one had lost their flavor she would discard it and shove in a new one. I lost count of exactly how many guys she had been with,  all I knew is she used a lot of gum packets. It used to bother my parents that one day she would go on and on about how much she loved this person and the next day he was the worst person in the world and she couldn't stand to be anywhere near him. Then only hours later there was a new guy and the circle continued. But my parents couldn...

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A Eulogy To Mia

Submitted to Contest #72

   Authors note: Hello everyone. Just so you know this has nothing to do with the prompt. This is a eulogy to my four-legged best friend who recently passed away. The diary entries were ones I actually wrote and took from my journal. Also, the words in italics are from the song ”See You Again” by Carrie Underwood. I hope Reedsy doesn't take it down, but we'll see.Said goodbye, turned around and you were gone, gone, gone.     My best friend died last month. She was black and white and had a dark mane an...

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My Heart 🔪

Submitted to Contest #72

Part three of My Mistake! I finally finished it. Enjoy! BLAKE'S POV:I scream, again, for what must be the twentieth time this morning. I hate it here. It’s cold, and small, and I just hate it. And I decided to make it everyone’s problem. I keep screaming.Despite how hard I tried, I still got caught. I nearly killed the people that tried to take me to jail, so they brought me here. I’m not exactly sure where I am, but it’s terrible. I think it’s some kind of high security prison.I’m in a small room with plain white walls. I’m sittin...

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Autumn Diaries

Submitted to Contest #72

My grandson lay on my lap sucking his plumb, pink thumb. He tries hard to keep open his battling eyelids that beseech sleep. He turns aside and smiles with the quite assurance of his mother’s presence. He gently falls asleep with drops of milk trickling down his mouth. The rabbit ears on his yellow dress pop out with curious crimson eyes.He smells of fresh cream and coconut oil. The baby smell lingers in the room and seeps into my heart. I am reminded of my little baby girl. I am reminded of the days when I was a young mother.“Amma, don...

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The Shadchan

Shortlisted for Contest #72 ⭐️

The first time Rebekah saw Eliza was like poetry. Like the Emily Dickinson description of poetry, feeling like the top of your head has been lifted right off. Eliza had blushed and told Rebekah that she was her first client. “But I’m learning from the best,” she said. “Tova has 250 married couples under her belt. She’s training me in all her secrets.” Rebekah nodded, barely aware that she was staring, and ushered Eliza into her mother’s sitting room (her mother liked old-fashioned words like that). Eliza pulled out a list of questions and ...

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Taxi of Tomorrow

Submitted to Contest #72

Ethan didn’t believe in soulmates.  He thought there was no possible way that two people in the world could somehow be connected by some fictional magic. Separated perhaps by blue seas and fields of yellow-faced stars, never to meet. Yet, 73% of people imagined that someone out there, waiting to kiss their palms and smile.  That’s why, on an overcast Thursday morning in November, Ethan brought up the topic in his anthropology class.  His students, young with eyes that could fit through the loops of chain-link fences, disagreed...

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Martinis on Water Street

Submitted to Contest #72

The chilled rain fell upon my shivering pale, almost translucent skin. My clothes felt stretched paper thin and unbearably tight; soaking up the very essence of me it seemed. My hair was pulled back into a tight bun that now weighed heavy on my neck. It was as if the universe was telling me to look down, but I didn’t want to. I already knew what would be there, but it never got any easier. I felt that if I didn’t look down, then it wouldn’t be real. The reality was, I was just wasting time and making this much harder on myself. After all, it...

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Dance With Me (Part 2)

Submitted to Contest #72

   I know that this doesn't fit the prompt.  This is the second part of the dance with me series.  Read book one to understand this part of the story. Tuesday 6:15 Last night me and Millie had so much fun searching for dresses!  I couldn’t really sleep because I was busy thinking about Caleb. He was texting me at 6:00 am.  He gets up really early.   I texted Millie a morning text like everyday and she didn’t respond.  Maybe her phone died.  Her phone never dies because she charges it...

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The Peonies On Her Dress

Submitted to Contest #72

Kalana lifted her undershirt over her head, then tossed it into the grass where her other garments lay. She told Kyo-mei she was a hunter, which explained the thick leather armour and worn down boots whose laces appeared to be endless.It was an odd affair how the two of them ended up travelling together in the first place. They were both going to the emperor’s palace for the royal wedding.To be perfectly honest, Kyo-mei didn’t know exactly which child of the emperor was getting married – he had a good fifty children between his twenty concub...

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Old Sailor, Bruce and the Brute.

Shortlisted for Contest #72 ⭐️

I knew this sailor once, Bruce, old Bruce. A strange guy and a flagrant malcontent, always causing trouble when he wasn't out sailing his boat on the black waters, poking and prodding people like a curious, destructive cat trying to understand what it really meant to be a dog, pulling tails and breaking a silver glass or two along the way.Bruce would voyage out into the black seas every night, and return solemn and grey the next morning as if empty handed, a golden sun shining down on his ill contempt like a lamp illuminating a festering bog...

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Two Bakeries, Two New Romances

Submitted to Contest #72

Kovaa I tapped my foot impatiently as I stood in line to sign up for the baking contest that would be held during Wewoka’s Annual Holiday Festival. It was the first year that they added it to the festival, and I was jumping at the opportunity to show other people my skills. Also, not only would the five-thousand dollar grand prize help my bakery, but if more people tasted my pastries, they would come to my bakery more, too. “Next!” I walked up to the table where two elderly women sat on the other side, papers sitting in front of them. Th...

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Love You Always (Not)

Submitted to Contest #72

𝕁𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕖I stare at the TV, my eyes sometimes flickering to Ana.Her eyes are glued to the screen where a fighting scene is playing. Action music plays on a low volume in the background.History books with faded covers and ripped pages clutter the clean wood floor of the living room. What Ana doesn’t know is these ‘history books’ are filled with techniques. Special techniques.“Do you want a glass of water?” I ask, turning my head in her direction.Ana doesn’t break eye contact with the TV, as if they’re having a stare-down. She clears her throat ag...

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