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The Quest for Truth and a Retaliation Against Late Fees

Submitted to Contest #91

Throughout the ages, heroes have traveled many paths in multiple kingdoms. The strength of such heroes cannot only be measured by the danger they face. Their true strength comes from their integrity and passion for their cause.  Mallory drove her Volvo Heritage into the parking lot of the building that stood as sanctuary for her from the time she began to understand the messages hidden inside. However, the shift in the wind told her she would have a battle on her hands today. "I thought we were going to shop for accents for your sword a...

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Library Monster

Submitted to Contest #91

4/27/21 Millie Rader millierader@yahoo.com Reedsy Prompts “Set in the Library after hours” Library Monster   Annie had been driving since sunup and though it was only the middle of the day, she realized that  she wasn’t going to make her destination before dark. Her article was due tomorrow and she had yet to even start the rough draft. She knew that she would have to find a library soon.   Swinging into a truck stop, she hopped out to fuel her van, and the Arizona heat hit her like a blowtorch. While the pump ...

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The night at the library

Submitted to Contest #91

“Jack, I told you libraries are so boring. Why did we even come here?” Jack looks to Maria, smirking. “I told you, I have to do this research project for English.” Rolling her eyes Maria follows Jack into the library. They walk into the large building. “And what exactly are you researching?” Jack leads her into the research section of the library. “I have to do a paper on English literature.” Jack starts to look down the halls. “Sounds boring to me.” Stay here, I'm going to try to find a librarian or something. You can just look around.” Mar...

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Witching Hour in the Citadel

Submitted to Contest #91

The creaking library doors were the only thing to wake her. Drea had sunk deep into the worn armchair in the stacks. Della had already shook her awake once already and she promised she was making her way to the entrance. Drea stood, and slung her worn messenger bag over her shoulder. She remembered sitting back down to pick up a dropped pen when her favorite Mozart concerto 21 started. She leaned back, got lost in the melody and awoke to the doors closing. Drea’s feet skidded over steps as she raced down the central staircase and across th...

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The Library

Submitted to Contest #91

Little Macy loved going to the library. Exploring all the shelves of books both fiction and nonfiction could easily occupy an entire afternoon. But today's trip would be different. Today's trip would change her life. Looking back, she should have recognized this trip would be different. Normally, she and her mother would end their Wednesday errands by stopping at the library. Her mother enjoyed coffee and a good book while Macy went from shelf to shelf picking her favorites. "Remember, Macy," her mother would remind her, "only 3 boo...

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Running from reality

Submitted to Contest #91

I opened my eyes, It had worked. We had made it. I looked around, Me and Derek were in some type of library, rows and rows of shelves surrounded us and not a single black suit around us. I looked at Derek, he still had his eyes closed and was mumbling to himself. I could tell he was using his ability. Once he opened his eyes he turned towards me and put his finger to his pale lips and ushered me into the maze of books. As we walked round the giant shelves I thought about earlier. Me and Derek had been found out. Our worst nightmare had ...

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Time Loop

Submitted to Contest #91

Jake walked down an empty Saint Paul street, his heavy backpack weighing him down. For an already small unathletic kid, the twenty or so pounds was not easy for him, but he was on a mission. He had waited too long for this day to turn around now. As he turned down main street, he took a small break on a bench and set down his pack. He had only slept for 4 hours, since he had woken up half an hour ago to leave for the library. He continued walking down Main Street until he reached the front door of the library, he had been coming here since b...

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His skin allergy gone and beautiful girl won over.

Submitted to Contest #92

Jed had beautiful thick red curly hair and fair skin, surfing the waves kayaking and having fun on the beach was something he loved to do. But it was a real chore having to wear a full length body suit, and cover his face, hands and feet with 50 plus sunblock as his sensitive skin could not cope with the sun for very long. Turning red and forming blisters were a common trait when he was younger, and when he didn’t know how to cover his skin so well. While out surfing some awesome waves he spotted a gorgeous woman with long red hair surfing...

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The Adventures of Zack Molotov: Due Returns.

Submitted to Contest #91

Zack Molotov slammed his foot onto the gas pedal. He looked in his rearview mirror to see headlights approaching. His enemies were gaining on him. “This… is not the way I expected my Tuesday to go.” He muttered. “Hey jerks, you know the speed limit here is 35, right?” He shouted out the window, but the bikers didn’t slow down. “Figures.” He muttered. There was no way hired goons would care about the speed limit. “Fine!” He shouted, “but don’t blame me when you get pulled over!” “in .5 miles, turn left onto Metro Street.” The robotic voice of...

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House of the Night Children

Submitted to Contest #91

“Meet me. In the library. Tonight.” His mouth struggled to move from the gashes across his face. I stared in horror. The more I looked, the more it seemed to fade away. I inched closer to the library, the events of today fresh on my mind. The dark hallways kept me deep in thought, even though I was only prolonging the torture of my now inquisitive mind. “I will explain everything.” Black smoke shuffled across the room. “Now go.” Tears in his eyes, he fell to the floor bowing. He looked back up at me pleadingly. “Go!” His eyes glowed red. In ...

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The File

Submitted to Contest #91

   “No! You have to leave! The commotion you’ve caused is unacceptable!”     We snicker at her, keeping up the act. Right now, we need the librarian to believe we are just some delinquent teens here to cause trouble. I whisper something into Mae’s ear, nonsense words really, but enough to keep the librarian’s attention.    “Stop that!” She demands, her voice raised higher than what would be expected of her.    “You’re being rather loud.” My sister responds in the most demeaning...

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The Old World

Submitted to Contest #91

Moody sighed as he stared down the barrels of the 3 guns pointed at his chest from the other vessel - He didn’t have time to deal with these poor starving fools. The radiation sickness would likely kill him in less than a month. He could probably make it to the port before his legs stopped working, but he couldn’t afford any more delays. The first pirate leapt over the gunwale of Moody’s depressing little sailboat and pressed his pistol directly into the chest of the grizzled old man, motioning for the other two to board and search the cab...

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What's done in the dark always comes to light

Submitted to Contest #92

In a small town of Pasadena, there lived a man named James Ejay. Ejay was a very wise man who had the smarts of a philosopher. He read the most powerful books, and he stood for world peace. Always willing to help the needy. He owns a small barbershop on the corner of a quiet street.  Ejay doesn’t know that he would soon take his last breath, and neither does he know, he will get a chance to see the future and witness how he would be remembered. He was an outdoor wilderness man. He enjoyed camping out, even though he had a huge house and...

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A Spy Story

Submitted to Contest #91

It was the third day since I arrived home from university, the first time I've been home in years. It was good to be home and away from the endless amount of work for my courses. And, I thought it would be like old times--hanging out with my friends for the few weeks that I am home before I finished the rest of my term. Well, I was wrong since life doesn't stop since I finally came home. I texted everyone I know to hang out, but they were either busy, out of town or at work. After hours of going through an embarrassing amount of videos and p...

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The Library Beyond the Border

Submitted to Contest #91

The doors creak and move with the weight of the world, my palms hard pressed against the wood to spread them apart, slowly slamming each segment against the wall so as to announce my presence. Dust kicks up, mildly irritating my eyes, though hardly enough to take me away from the moment. Finally, I get to witness the locale that two months of travel led me to. A purple hue like an aurora covers the interior, courtesy of its stained glass windows that stretch up high towards the tall ceiling. A yawn escapes my mouth, for the dark, serene atm...

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