Category: short stories
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When the Grass is Greener #BlogBattle 16 “Garden”
#BlogBattle “Garden” Fantasy Short Fiction When the Grass is Greener The doors were locked. Who was she kidding? They were always locked. The scrolling vine pattern carved into the heavy teak and polished to a gleam worked on Della like a sort of magic, tempting her to see what was hidden behind. Her lackluster and…
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One Reason to Smile #BlogBattle 15 “Bribery”
Today’s #BlogBattle BRIBERY fiction is brought to you by “I have half an hour” Flash Fiction writing! 🙂 That face was enough to send my heart into a frenzy. She knew it, too, the little turkey. “Please, sweetie. One smile. Mama wants just one good picture.” Olivia’s tongue poked out even further, however that was…
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Wrongfully Accused
#Blogbattle “Pirate” Crime/Detective Wrongfully Accused Thirst. Hunger. The pangs of a man’s will to live. Even a pirate had such needs, and Bentley James Chadwick Easterton II was no different. He licked his parched lips and ducked behind the massive coupling pipe. Thwop, thwop, thwop echoed off the tin can’s empty corridor, signaling Agent Turner’s…
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Mermaid Murder Mystery #BlogBattle #surfer #fantasy #shortfiction
Blog Battle 13: “Surfer” Fantasy I’m totally cheating on this, guys. Sorry. I’m taking a surfer story I wrote last year and changing it to fit the genre. I always meant to do something more with this, but I never got around to it. Let’s try again, shall we? Waves crash, whooshing outward in the…
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Reflections & Echos #BlogBattle #Selfie #Fantasy
#BlogBattle 12: “Selfie” – Fantasy I decided to take the suggestion of “mythology” under the fantasy genre, so this story is inspired by the Greco-Roman myths of Narcissus & Echo. Narcisse’s hurried steps echoed down the empty alley. With a heavy sigh, he stopped and slumped against the cool red brick wall. “Narcisse!” a sultry, feminine…
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History of the Keeper’s Prophecy Child #BlogBattle Liquid #Fantasyfiction
#BlogBattle “Liquid” Fantasy Story History of the Keeper’s Prophecy Child and the Fountain Zoi The shimmering pool hidden in the hollow called to me in my dreams but was forever out of reach. In all my years at the abbey, I’d never touched the unearthly reflective liquid, though I had often wondered what might happen…
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The Wulver of Shetland Inn #BlogBattle #shortfiction #folklore
#BlogBattle: “SHINE” Folklore The Wulver of Shetland Inn “Twas him I tell ye!” Conall slammed his mug of ale down on the rough-hewn wood counter top, shiny and smoothed only by age and steady use. He glowered at the raucous laughter of the other men at the tavern and did his best to keep his…
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Fear of Forgiveness #BlogBattle “Cowboy” Realistic Fiction
#BlogBattle 6: “Cowboy” Realistic Fiction Fear of Forgiveness I flicked the brim of my hat and watched a cloud of fine dust float on the hot, stagnant air. Selena coughed next to me, her glare boring into the side of my head. I shrugged and stepped forward, jamming my Stetson back down on my head…
