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Write about a character who must confess their true feelings by midnight, or risk losing it all.

Posted in Romance on Nov 11, 2022

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Over to You

Submitted to Contest #172

Come close fellow writer. I have truths to tell and there are questions you must answer. If we aren’t honest with each other now, we might not get another chance. We have until midnight and the clock is ticking.First, I must ask you why you’re here. Why does your painstaking heart pour onto the page? Why do your fingers tap, tap, tap on keys that click and clack? What’s in it for you?This question needs consideration and I’ve sprung it upon you, so I’ll start by telling you my secret.It’s the love of language. Letters with no meaning of thei...

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Hurry Midnight

Submitted to Contest #172

Hurry Midnight“I agree, sir. It’s time for you to settle down. Get yourself a wife. Kids are great to have around. You’d like it.”“But believe it or not, Reggie, I’m having a little trouble landing a good wife. I don’t get it, I mean she’d get to live in the castle, never have to work a day in her life, she’d have tons of cool jewelry, and most of all, she’d get to be with me! You’d think chicks would love the idea. I have to be the best catch in the kingdom. Babes should be throwing themselves at me. What could possibly be the problem?”“Wel...

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Cinderella – the Untold Story

Submitted to Contest #172

“Not bad, Cindy… Actually, pretty good.” Cinderella hummed while admiring her reflection in the mirror. Preparing for the ball, she turned to see the dress from every angle. She’d filched it, piecemeal, from her stepsisters, and Eve, her stepmother. The outfit came together like something from a catalogue. She looked great. An advantage to being at everyone’s peck and scratch, free access to closets-full of rarely worn (if ever!) clothing and jewelry. ‘Eve’ was short for Evil. Her stepsisters’ names were Moonshine, and Starlight. Cinderella...

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Foley's Follies

Submitted to Contest #172

Madness is a rational response to a crazy world. It’s not uncommon to hear academically-informed detractors of psychiatry utter this or a similar phrase. According to some medical anthropologists, mental illness is not so much a product of genetic inheritance as it is a result of social and cultural pressures. For example, what explains the fact that depression is one of the most common mental disorders today? Given today’s world, with its incessant discord, its crippling anomie, its precarious brinkmanship, what’s there ...

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The Son of Cinderella

Submitted to Contest #172

Being the son of Cinderella, you’d think I lived a charmed life, or so says the eldest heir to the Charming family. But by the time I reached the age of six, I had already tired of hearing the story about my mother, and to this day, it makes me sick. “Fairy Godmothers, indeed,” I cried out to mt mother. “I’m seventeen! Do you still expect me to believe that childish story?” My mother sighed. “Lawrence my son, how many times have I told you that my words are true? Just because one day you’ll be sitting on your father’s throne, doesn’t give ...

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After Midnight (you can let it all hang out)

Submitted to Contest #172

She doesn’t seem all that happy to hear that I am her fairy godmother. She seems, in fact, downright – what’s the word you’d use? – skeptical. That’s it. Highly skeptical.She’s standing in her doorway, looking over my shoulder at my trim little landing craft, pointing her chin at it like it’s a discarded mining shuttle. I glance back at the running lights flickering over its surface in ultra-violet waves. The last time I had been assigned to this system, I’d had an older model landing pod with orange lights detectable to the human eye. ...

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Behind Closed Doors

Submitted to Contest #172

Trigger warning: swearing, death, climateI was never meant to be with Rémy. The timing was always off. But, if I am honest with myself, we were always too chicken shit to reveal our true feelings for one another anyway. Just a sliver of courage is what our pathetic selves needed. We could have avoided a great deal of heartache – but most importantly, prevented Freyja’s untimely death.It’s a regular night in 2066, nothing to see here folks. Just a couple of kids in their mid-twenties back in my childhood bedroom. Rather than face off in VR ba...

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Confession

Submitted to Contest #172

John left the office at ten minutes after five and headed straight for home. He went out in the back yard with his son and played catch until it was time for supper. John watched as his son, Billy, finished his homework after supper was done. After watching some TV, they all went to bed.Just as John crawled into bed next to his wife, a sudden chill went through his body, and he shuddered.“What is it, John?” Marry asked. “Are you alright?”“Just got the chills all of a sudden. A feeling that something is wrong,” he replied. “I’m fine now thoug...

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Love's Repast

Submitted to Contest #172

The Athenaeum. Joliver Muses. Dessert.In the City State of Nodderton, there is a secret library filled with dusty scrolls, lost manuscripts, memoirs of wizards and ghosts, long-forgotten books and essays, uncensored forbidden plays, and the rarest maps.There are only two ways to find this library. The first is through rigorous investigation and study; one only requires an unyielding curiosity. Whereas the second way, the more magical way, is to stumble across it by chance, precisely when it is needed.Joliver Barleywood, a learned bard and a ...

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New Day, Same Old Routine

Submitted to Contest #172

Tick Tock. Six In the morning, but exhausted. Waking up, go to work? About to call in sick. I'm a manager, so I gotta go. An office job, so most likely bored.A 40 min. Route away. Not much of a drive but enough to consume the day. Open up, and switch the lights on. Clock in and make sure nothing is wrong. Make a copy so the printer's working. Of course, make some coffee to start the morning.New day same events. Same chatter, same stories, nothing different. Looking for an assistant because help is needed. Work p...

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Late Night Hail Mary

Submitted to Contest #172

CW-cursing The heater went out at exactly 6:45pm. In fact, Carissa could pinpoint the exact moment because she could hear the soft whir as it finally gave out and her cuckoo clock as it sang its lonesome song in that empty dark kitchen which used to rays of golden holiday joy. Tonight, gusts of wind blowing softly outside, predicting a shocking December cold front that teased the front range… She had been making supper—spaghetti and meatballs. Ironically, Orion’s favorite. The water in her sink was still boiling hot and her mother’s...

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Inverted Cinderella.

Submitted to Contest #172

Men can be a real pain in the buttocks. I, Novella Morai, 31, am really sick of living up to my name in the relationship department. I might not be Emma Watson, but I have shoulder length dark brown hair that I get highlights in, a perfect fake tan, and sparkling green eyes, and I have an athletic hour-glass figure. I work out, use whitening toothpaste, and a goddess-like makeup-collection. I’m hot, okie? But looks aren’t everything because not only have my attempted relationships been short-lived but they have also been the short end of the...

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freia

Submitted to Contest #172

Freia was a prodigiously pragmatic young woman who had been the target of enormous tragedy. Freshly wed at the wisening age of nineteen, she witnessed the arduous and gruesome death of her husband, Pallas, with nothing to do but be witness to the slow decay of life—helpless in the face of nature’s Law. No one knew the root of the affliction her poor husband was consumed by, as it came swiftly with the precision of a reaper’s scythe and left with no theatrics, its only evidence found in the additional tombstone’s presence in the cemetery. Fre...

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Cheerful beginnings by Meg.S

Submitted to Contest #172

One night at cheerful beginning central high school. A football game and the cheer competition was about to start.In front of the crowd,the marching band and cheerleaders kept the energy high. A football stadium bathed in a full crowd and lights and two teams battling it out. A spirited cheerleader Emma moves on the sidelines and caught a eye of the football star named Eric.Emma soon realized she has feelings for Eric but was really nervous about asking him out.The reason why she was nervous to ask him is because there was a scholarship scou...

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Fine Sand Through An Hourglass

Submitted to Contest #172

Ms. Reid scanned the last stack of history textbooks, thinking she would be checking these out to the seniors in the fall. As the school librarian, she had been checking in books all afternoon, and her shoulders ached. With a sigh of relief, she opened the last book and a folded letter fell out, fluttering to her desk. On it was written To Michael in slanted script. She looked at the computer data. The book had been checked out last to Michael Bender.“Ivy!” her mother called at the foot of the stairs. “Dinner is ready, honey. We have all pre...

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