Write a thriller about someone who witnesses a murder… except there’s no evidence that a murder took place.

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“Now You See It” by Monica Chaddick

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It was just another day. Samuel Elliott Johnson was just another man. He was on his way to just another job. His routine had been the same as every other morning, as well as the route he took to work. He was thinking about the simplicity of life, and how simple it could be to just float through if you had a routine to follow – then everything changed. As Samuel was strolling down the sidewalk, he glanced through the shop windows. Just as he was passing the butch...

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“Missing, not missed” by Colin Devonshire

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“The police don't fucking believe me!” “What did you tell them?” “What do you think? I told them what I saw.” Pub owner, Jimmy, scratched his unshaven jowls. The sound of scraping calloused fingers against a three-day growth was better than the sight of the fat chin wobble. His customer cringed. “Do you want another beer?” Jimmy pointed at Spike’s empty glass. “You don’t believe me either?” “Let’s just say, you and your mates have kept this pub running, by getting a few down your necks.” “Yeah, you’ll lose me as a cus...

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“A Few Minutes More” by John Laird

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A Few More Minutes Dana felt it—a gritty movement in her throat under his thumbs, a faint, almost audible vibration as the cartilage of her trachea was fractured and crushed. Her eyes drifted away from her abductor, his body pinning her to the floor. She watched her left hand release his shirt and fall limply to the floor, joining the other that previously struck at her tormenter. Her legs had stopped their thrashing, her feet their pounding. The killer was still leaning forward with crushing pressure, gasping, and groaning, his spittle ...

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“2334 Castillon Drive” by Tim Daughtry

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2334 Castillon Drive Nothing like a house cleaning to turn an otherwise beautiful Spring day into a bloody mess. That is, if you were Tony Mass, a crime scene cleaner. Talk about someone doing a job no one wants, that’s Tony’s. Someone had to do it. And that someone was a special person. Tony approached this unhygienic, nauseous, foul job as if it were just another job. He was the best in the business. He divorced himself from any curiosity about what had happened. He arrived at 2334 Castillon Drive early not knowing how bad the crime sc...

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“Madness” by Sandra Claros

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The raindrops wet the cobbled alley in the port that sheltered vessels abandoned to their fate, between gusts of hurricane wind to carry with them the sparse rays of light of more than one day that gave rise to the gleams of the full moon. Suddenly, a shadow of black coturno appears between the masts of the boats, climbing the roof of a medium-sized ship and without detracting from the importance due to the others by carrying a figure of a red anchor stamped on the hull, eaten away by the salt and the sun of each wave of the sea t...

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“Who Am I?” by Pene Worth

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You don’t win your case. Or get paid when your client turns up dead. I saw him die. I saw his deceased form being dragged into this alley seconds ago, but the body and the perp are gone. I rub the birthmark on my neck, it is burning. Who am I? I am Indra, a private detective for those who wish to keep things private. This is what I do. Who I am is another mystery. I have no idea who my parents were, I am the cliché baby in the basket, but no cliché happy ending. Orphanage, foster homes. One to another. Way back somewhere I tried to b...

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“Draw The Line” by Marie ONeal

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Draw The LineJust moments ago, the music drifting in through the open patio door was upbeat and happy. Now it is ominous and foreboding. It should have been a warning to the man coming in through the front door, but he is clueless. I slip behind the dining room door and watch him through the crack where it meets the wall. And I wait, as the puddle at my feet gets larger with every drip from my fingertips. He places his briefcase in its usual spot by the stairs and heads to the kitchen. He doesn’t see me in...

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“A Wild Goose Chase ” by Jaunel Harris

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Darkness was upon the land and I knew I was to do my evening run. For some unknown reason I was exhausted and had a gut wrenching feeling. Remembering that I had done nothing but lay in bed all day, I gathering all the strength I could muster and made my way out of the kitchen and towards my closet. Choosing a grey tracksuit and a black runner shoes I left for the school’s gym. It was getting later by the minute; therefore, I settled for taking the shorter route through the woodland. “Are you sure you want to take this route at t...

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“That night” by Riya Singh

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It was a little past midnight. Samara was just returning home from work. Usually, she would be home by 7 in the evening, but today her boss had given her a lot of work, which she was supposed to complete before going home. Samara was a curious girl. She would always go looking for trouble. It was really dark and there was no one on the streets except her. Samara didn't have a car yet, so she was walking home tonight. She was scared of walking alone in the dark streets at night so she fastened her pace. Suddenly she heard a loud scream, s...

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“Hallucinations” by Katy Clements

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I watch in silence as she falls to the ground. Something golden flashes through the air, and I realize that it is her necklace. Red is everywhere. I feel tears running down my cheeks and I notice that everything looks blurry. It's almost as if my tears are trying to shield me from the horror that ensues around me. I clap my hand across my mouth, trying to stifle a cry, but it does nothing to mute the sound that escapes my lips.Am I really seeing this?I close my eyes for what feels like a split second, and am surprised to find that when I ope...

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“A Crack in the Window” by Tracey Carvill

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The scream was deafening, and the few employees left in the office all shot to their feet to see who was making the noise. A moment later and it came again – high pitched, wavering but strong – definitely female. Josie found herself moving before she could think, running toward the sound, instinctively ready to help, her adrenaline pumping. A few others, spurred on by her movement, trailed after her; the others lagged behind, heads raised, watching. The screamer was huddled at the top of the stairs that led up to the editor’s office, which...

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“A Witness with One Red Shoe” by Benjamin Boxer

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Carol Lyndon found the man who called himself Miles to be a charming gentleman. She’d enjoyed a dark stroll at Waterfront Park after a negroni and a plural of pink ladies before she realized his marital status. She hadn’t asked outright, and he hadn’t admitted anything, per se. This was Charleston after all, modern or not, and she wouldn’t be any man’s low-hanging fruit. Besides, it had started to rain. “I thought we were having a nice time,” he said. Carol let another kiss sink into her neck, but her eyes slowly rolled back into place a...

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“What I Saw” by Anastazia Rudolph

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The woman’s piercing scream tears me from my sleep, shattering my blissful dreams as I explode out of bed in the moments just before dawn. I can’t see a thing. The woman screams again, her cries of desperation rising up from the street and through my third-floor window as I frantically kick my way out of the tangled blankets. I crouch beneath the window, poking my head up just far enough for my eyes to clear the sill. I look down into the street below in a desperate search for the source of the blood-curdling screeches. A nearby lamppost ...

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“METRO MURDER” by Angelica Cabansag

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Third Person's POV The Metro Murderer had the entire city in a state of utter fear. The murders took place in the beginning of the year 2013. Within 4 months, a total of 14 murders were linked to the murderer. The victims were mostly people returning home late at night. They were stabbed right in the heart repeatedly dying instantly. There is still no lead or so what. One of the most notable of the murders took place on January 14, 2013, down in an underground metro station that had been newly constructed and was waiting t...

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“The Warning” by Mairéad Ní Shúilleabháin

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Ó Síocháin had a drop taken he knew that, but he knew also what he saw. Sergeant Moyles was taking it all down in a notebook. Ó Síocháin took a sip of the tea Moyles had made him. His hands were shaking. ‘Ok I’ll say back to you what I have here,’ said the sergeant. ‘You were walking home just now from Flaherty’s, and when you were nearing Healy’s old house you saw a woman running towards you-‘ ‘That’s right.’ ‘And you didn’t recognise her?’ ‘No it was too dark, she’d long hair alright, and was wearing a dress I think, but I couldn’t mak...

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Write a thriller about someone who witnesses a murder… except there’s no evidence that a murder took place.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 218 stories

“Now You See It” by Monica Chaddick

“Missing, not missed” by Colin Devonshire

“A Few Minutes More” by John Laird

“2334 Castillon Drive” by Tim Daughtry

“Madness” by Sandra Claros

“Who Am I?” by Pene Worth

“Draw The Line” by Marie ONeal

“A Wild Goose Chase ” by Jaunel Harris

“That night” by Riya Singh

“Hallucinations” by Katy Clements

“A Crack in the Window” by Tracey Carvill

“A Witness with One Red Shoe” by Benjamin Boxer

“What I Saw” by Anastazia Rudolph

“METRO MURDER” by Angelica Cabansag

“The Warning” by Mairéad Ní Shúilleabháin

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Write about a pirate captain obsessed with finding a mythical treasure.

Write a romance where the characters pretend to be dating each other in order to win a reality show.

Write a story where one character needs to betray the other, but isn’t sure if they can.

Write a space adventure story that features a visit to an alien marketplace.

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