Write a story about a character who’s secretly nobility.

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“The Neighbor” by Joan Brancaccio

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She pushed the buzzer next to his apartment door and waited, somewhat hoping he wouldn't answer. It's not like there was an emergency, but it was the right thing to do. As far as she could tell, he was all alone. She wanted to be a helpful neighbor.The buzz sounded far off. She waited, about to turn around and leave when the sound of steps could be heard and the peep-hole opened. She smiled at the blue eye peering out at her."Yes, is someone there?" she heard him ask in his clipped British accent."Hi, Mr. Stuart. It'...

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“The Song Of Men” by Mathic M

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Most men can ascertain the pain of war, a virtuous man knows the rhythm of war. War be a bloody thing, limbs scattered like cut grass across a meadow. Most high class men wrenched at the thought of bloodied bodies, rotten and decaying. The worst thought for a high born was the thought of a freshly dead corpse, ripped into with many slashes, slashes that cut deep, making it hard for them to be recognized. The worst was when the crows would come to pluck the eyes, it was good to be dead before they came. I hated the nobility. They let nob...

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“Double Trouble” by Sharon Williams

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I met him at the singles club, when I went up to the bar to get my friend, Leyla and I a drink. As I slid into a gap between two gentlemen, one of them smiled. ‘Evening, haven’t seen you here before.’ ‘No, it’s the first time I’ve been.’ ‘I’ve been coming about four months. My wife died six years ago, and I thought to myself time to get out and meet people.’ ‘My husband died six years ago too.’ With that he shook my hand. ‘Jim.’ In that moment my perception did a seismic shift. When he’d first started chatting to me, I’d thought him fan...

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“A Club Story” by Ben Rounds

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CW: mild adult content“Would you mind? Val?” said Charles, casually waving an empty glass in the young man's direction. Attentions focused momentarily as the group waited to see what he would do. Cindy’s eye’s, deliberately dilated with just the smallest drop of ecstasy, reflected silver in the strobing club lights. Val checked in the act of replacing the stopper on a small bottle, his long, white fingers poised. With a small smile he slid it into an inner pocket and took the glass.Cindy’s hand tightened ...

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“The Count of Saint Augustus” by Leon Moss

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I inherited a title handed down through about 8 generations. By the time it reached me it was worn pretty thin. Any money that had been attached to it had been spent. The title was meaningless. It brought no discounts or special deals. Use and misuse had taken their toll. I am broke. Flat broke. Not a dime to my name. My pension arrives on the 2nd of each month. By mid-month I have eaten my way through it. So part of the month I live and eat like a king, and the other part I starve. I live on leftovers. Leftovers are not that terrible until ...

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“Trixie and Norma of East Cordovia” by Alejandra Mora

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Trixie was laid out on the carpet and the way the feeling of it caressed her body made her sleepier than ever before. She’d been too exhausted to climb into bed, plus the carpet was so much softer. Her mom had asked her to go to bed for a nap a while ago, but Trixie just couldn't. She wished there was a way to let her mom know she wanted to stay here all day, that her bed was all the way upstairs and it was cozy right where she was. But it was no use. Trixie knew no matter what she tried, all her mom would do is pat her on the head absentmin...

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“Lost Heritage” by Marc Graziadei

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Lost Heritage Among all of my genealogical studies; I had always enjoyed learning about my past. As far as listening to all of those family yarns which I had often heard from my elders about being directly descended from the famous historical figures which are readily mentioned in the media and Historical references. These namedroppers assume that they are more important than most people. Once, their loud and arrogant behaviors are quickly justified as charlatans; they begin to reveal their own insecurities. In just such...

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“Westdonian Bridge is Down” by Katharine Johns

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Stephen was just your ordinary thirty-two-year-old bachelor living in the modern Republic of Gadstonia. He woke up most mornings in his townhouse situated in the capital city, had himself coffee and cooked his breakfast, went to work as an operations assistant at a local baseball field, engaged in several sports and social hobbies in his spare time, and was friends with the Dukes of Cambridge and Sussex… Attended both of their weddings, in fact. Just your ordinary guy. Stephen’s life had silver spoon perks and obligations. Even “ordi...

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“I Am Hope” by Karen Lankford-Carnes

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I Am Hope By Karen Lankford-Carnes From the day I met her, I knew she was different. Not in a bad way, but just...different. She carried herself with a certain sort of grace. She fairly glided rather than walked. Tori was envious. Tori was always envious. She never dared believe that she would amount to much. Her step-father made sure she knew she was useless, hopeless and in the way. Tori never knew her real, as in biological, father. He was a painter, and he fell from a ladder while working. By the time anyone found him, he'd bled out. H...

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“Lovely King” by Jj Gomez

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“Papa? Why don’t I have any hair?” asked Becky as she was tucked into bed. Her father, Eddie Deschain, a man who could string together a good yarn, thought about it, sat down beside her, and took in a deep breath. “Once there was a prince too curious for his own good. He wandered through his family’s large kingdom, constantly outwitting whatever poor bodyguards the queen and king assigned him. The majority of the common folk grew fond of their little prince, who seemed to come and go without a care. Those with more… malicious intent...

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“Destiny's Plight” by Nicole Davis

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The moon gave gentle light and relief from the sun’s heat. Its silvery touch blanketed everything under it and lulled the unsettled town into rest. Though for some, the sight of the moon meant it was time to emerge from hiding. Wearing dark, baggy clothing, she crept from her spot among the weeds onto the open cargo car of the train. Quietly, she scurried to a dark corner behind some crates where she’d be out of sight for anyone who chanced to wander by. Her brown eyes scanned the area for any potential movement or threats but found none. F...

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“A Secret Untold” by Dani Wood

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She stepped lightly over the cobblestones, simultaneously drawing and evading attention from the people around her. These people – the peddlers and the mothers, the laborers and the destitute – they all moved with an innate heaviness in their step, a weight that spoke of the trials they had overcome to merely get to this square. Her face was swathed in cloth, leaving only her eyes uncovered, but that was not uncommon. Most women wore similar, even some of the men, guarding themselves against the brutality of the winter winds. Even the king ...

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“A Lily, Finely Inked in Black” by Kate Le Roux

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I should be dead.Perhaps I was, for a while. All I know is that I gave up, and I lay down in the snow, too tired to carry on. A year ago I wouldn’t have believed anyone who told me that I would ever be too tired to keep living. I would have laughed, said that fatigue was all in the mind, that the human body (mine especially) was more than capable of transcending tired – especially when the stakes were life and death. Keep going, keep suffering, and you might live. Or lie down, rest, and be certain you will die. In my youthful pride, my ...

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“Reality Television” by McKeon Gardella

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The Hevnance cruise ship docked at its destination. The sixteen-deck ship was the operational center that filmed the reality television series called The Experiment. The filming location was a remote area known as Studio E-6. Inside the floating production ship, deck four, was the production boardroom. The show’s production staff rushed into the boardroom, settling around a long mahogany table. The staff, consisting of executives, writers, and producers, were speculating about the meeting. The meeting was scheduled last minute, which m...

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“To The Manor Born...” by Lisa Wentworth

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Write a story about a character who’s secretly nobility. Anna always knew she was different. She was raised in the 1970’s, but more more like the 1870’s, on how to be a Lady. Embroider samples, be musical, be graceful, hold your tea daintily, speak softly, walk with books on your head...ah yes, all important things for a girl to learn during the burgeoning feminist era that was the backdrop of her otherwise upper middle class upbringing in America. Anna dreamed of castles, and made her mother pull the car over for anything she perceive...

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Write a story about a character who’s secretly nobility.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 16 stories

“The Neighbor” by Joan Brancaccio

“The Song Of Men” by Mathic M

“Double Trouble” by Sharon Williams

“A Club Story” by Ben Rounds

“The Count of Saint Augustus” by Leon Moss

“Trixie and Norma of East Cordovia” by Alejandra Mora

“Lost Heritage” by Marc Graziadei

“Westdonian Bridge is Down” by Katharine Johns

“I Am Hope” by Karen Lankford-Carnes

“Lovely King” by Jj Gomez

“Destiny's Plight” by Nicole Davis

“A Secret Untold” by Dani Wood

“A Lily, Finely Inked in Black” by Kate Le Roux

“Reality Television” by McKeon Gardella

“To The Manor Born...” by Lisa Wentworth

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Start or end your story with a character noticing the beauty in something they've seen hundreds of times.

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Write a story about a character who takes nothing for granted.

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