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Write a story with the word “wicked” in the title.

Posted in Short Story on Nov 15, 2024

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Wicked Memories

Submitted to Contest #277

(Sensitivity Note- This story contains curse words, sexual harassment, and bullying themes)Petunia’s heart raced rapidly as the rhythm of her high heels hit the hard tile floor. “Breathe bitch”, she silently scolded herself as she took another lingering look in the glass window of her old school’s hallway. Her freshly straightened, silky black bob floated playfully over her Ferragamo, form-fitting red dress. It gripped her hourglass hips and stopped just below her knees, accentuating her glistening, freshly fit calves.When she first tried th...

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The Wicked Clown

Submitted to Contest #277

Cece Pace parked her car along the curb and shut off the engine. She loosened her thick blond hair out of its bun so she could pull her hood up all the way to keep off the rain. Climbing out of the car, she closed the door, which sounded particularly loud in the quiet neighborhood. Most of the houses were dark and empty, its inhabitants either at work or at school. Cece was satisfied that she would work without being observed. She stepped onto the sidewalk and stood for several seconds, looking at the house she had parked in front of. It wa...

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Phantoms Which Rode Upon the Wicked Winds of the Western Plains

Submitted to Contest #277

CW: A brief section of graphic violenceBased on real events, though certain elements have been dramatized or changed for narrative purposes.After the end of the civil war, where brother had fought against brother, and father scorned son, the country had finally come to a dwindling simmer, unsure of how to proceed or what happens next. States once mighty and prosperous now lay at the feet of ruin, and a new world for all gleamed on the horizon. Arkansas, which had benefited greatly from slavery, now lie destitute, a great portion of its popul...

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Wicked Lies Will Only Get You So Far

Submitted to Contest #277

‘Ah, David, thanks for coming!’ His friend Anatoly said, after opening his apartment door. David reached forward eagerly to shake his friends’ hands, before kicking off his shoes in the hallway.‘Let’s play some Anachrony.’ Muttered Anatoly, rifling through a glossy stack of boardgames. But David began to feel like he was being driven into a corner. The game took hours to play, and without fail he always managed to finish with half the score of his friend. His mind frantically began to look for solutions to the i...

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A WICKED, WICKED MAN

Submitted to Contest #277

As she approached, it was her black full-length coat that first alerted me, but it was her doleful countenance that confirmed my suspicions - the beautiful Anna must have just been to her grandmother's funeral. Opening my arms in welcome, we embraced. Pressing my cheek against hers, I was surprised to find her face was quite hot, for it was a cold winter's day. That's when the words initially popped into my head.In my defence, before I reveal, or rather confess, what I said to her, I should stress I was only trying to be supportive. I am not...

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The Wicked Redhead

Submitted to Contest #277

She wasn’t really wicked, though. She just needed some understanding and a lighter touch. She was sensitive. And smart. When the wranglers came to her stall to turn her out and clean, she would always pin her ears and bare her teeth. This behavior frequently resulted in her being left alone, as well as earning a bad reputation, threatening to end in slaughter. I had grown up on this ranch, and was a pretty good hand, myself – especially with the horses. In all of my twelve years, I had never seen anything like that ornery, chestnut mare, Bel...

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THREE WICKED WITCHES AND ONE NOT SO WICKED WITCH

Submitted to Contest #277

Once upon a time in the town of Ashwood Falls there lived four sisters, who's name began with the letter B. The oldest Beatrice. The second oldest Bianca. The third oldest Blake and the youngest Bella Rose. All four of the sisters are witches. Not the good kind of witches but the most-dastardly witches in all of Ashwood Falls expect for one. They play the most evil of tricks on unsuspecting people. The three oldest are the worst. Beatrice, Bianca and Blake, dark-hair beauties with the most enchanting greens, the color of Emerald and the most...

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A wicked thing to do

Submitted to Contest #277

I am tired, and it’s been a long day. The hike is beautiful and the view distracts me from my anxiety. I know I took a wrong turn and I’ve added at least ten kilometres to my journey. It’s getting dark and although I have supplies, and my head torch, I’d rather not be here. It is isolated and I am alone aside from a large hare that has just run across my path, and the sweeping condors dancing through the sky. My phone battery is dead. I took too many photographs, and then the chill of the evening took the final ten percent. I spent the ...

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Wicked Is As Wicked Does

Submitted to Contest #277

WICKED IS AS WICKED DOESSabrina saw the terrified human up against the dead-end alley wall.She had herded him here to kill him away from curious eyes. Sheswooped down from the sky, a killer eagle on the kill. Stopping a foot above the wet, black pavement, she looked her hunted eye to dead eye.“Well, look at me defying gravity.”The soon-to-be-dead man did not respond; the terror on his face was enough.“Hell boy, that was funny; wicked is as wicked does.” She drove her teeth into the side of his neck, drinking deeply, savoring the flavor ...

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Mike's Wicked Bet

Submitted to Contest #277

Mike is running. His bare feet stung on the forest floor with each step, but he can't stop. He has to get out of here. He can't let the witch catch him. "Jamie, this is all your fault!" he yells at nobody in particular. It's not. He knows it’s no one's fault but his own. His foot catches on a branch, and he trips, face planting into the dirt. He feels his glasses shatter on the impact. He really doesn't have much energy left; his breathing labored from the physical activity that he's not used to. But when he hears the rustling of branches, ...

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How the Wicked Witch Mended Her Way

Submitted to Contest #277

Every day I wake up with no one but my cauldron beside me, and every day its bubbling mixture splashes into my skin, burning me with pain to make sure I don’t fall asleep again. After I’m wide awake, I brewed the potions of the day: one that turns you into a rat, one that melts your bones, and one to catch frogs. Like any witch, I sang as I stirred–a cackling song of yore filled with curses and hexes. After I finished the mixture, I stored them in my bottomless bag and left for the forest. The forest is as old as the ever-rainy sky above; wi...

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All is well in the wicked woods

Submitted to Contest #277

We all know what happens in the woods after dark. The dense fog will slowly roll in, the shadows will take on life, the sounds will become sharp and overbearing, every twig snap a panic inducing plea from body to brain to run far and fast. The moon will shine its light just enough to make out the shapes of the monsters in the trees who have come to play. Knowing these things and choosing sunset to venture into these woods is a battle between bravery and stupidity. It’s a war I have become quite accustom to in many ways in my life. Tonig...

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Adults are Wicked

Submitted to Contest #277

This story is primarily a psychological story on a teenager being groomed by a predatory teacher. Violence is implied rather than graphic.*****Adults are WickedEmagine slumps over the splintering cluttered kitchen table for hours, her eyes burning from acidic tears and leeching exhaustion. To craft each word and mold every untenanted slide to impress Mr. Jacob, she thinks, If he can only see my effort and intelligence then maybe, just maybe, for once, I will be recognized as the best and not compared to the others with their lead chorus...

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The Wicked Wiles of Pickett Piles

Submitted to Contest #277

My father told me this story, which was passed down from his father and his father’s father and his father’s father, who used to live in the old country, Überland, when he was just a little child. Back in that land the citizens all lived in humble huts with straw thatched roofs and only in small little clans, very personal, very intimate. My great-grandpappy lived in a village called Naturliebshutten (I know, it’s a bit of a mouthful but don’t preoccupy yourself too much on the pronunciation, let us just continue.) It sat homely and cozy in ...

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Something wicked this way comes!

Submitted to Contest #277

My childhood was plagued by monsters! They were everywhere. They took advantage of my helplessness and tormented me in the night. When I was left alone in the room, I tried very hard to ignore them. Mother told me that by ignoring them, I would be rid of them. But they would, relentlessly, creep out from under the bed, and from inside the closet, and stealthily move towards me. The clicks and grunts they made were terrifying.I can still see the bony fingers appear from under the bed, clutching at the sheets and dragging t...

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