Challenges · Drabble · Fiction

072 – Homecoming (Knightraven, #1)

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First Part

If he could exist in a different world, Gil knows he would always choose to be at Ethan’s side.

Even if that Ethan turns out to be as much of an asshole as this one apparently still is—

“You’re back,” his once-housemate says, shocked out of a drunken slur.

Gil inwardly gloats as the Prince of Dickheads hurriedly ushers out his guests: a woman in each arm, both looking more confused than upset at being tossed back out too soon.

Ethan closes the door with a huff. “There goes my perfect evening.”

“You’re welcome,” Gil scoffs, finally settling back in.

*Inspired by the prompt if i ruled the world from The Daily Post.

Challenges · Fiction · Six Sentence Story

Six Sentence Stories 4 – Fountain

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“They say, when you drink out of this fountain, you will never grow a day old again,” he gushes, breath hitching as the excitement of his discovery completely washes over him.

“Well, they’re not wrong,” she scoffs, clenching her fists to stop herself from dragging the mesmerized guy away from the deceptively inviting sparkle of the springwater; knowing she could never touch a hair on his body anyway.

The clueless dolt, deaf to the rest of the world, scoops a handful and sniffs it as though holding a bouquet of flowers, “Ah, immortality!”

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” she warns, tired of this routine by now; knowing that like her, they would always drink the water anyway.

She doesn’t take her eyes away this time when the guy starts to choke, and openly laughs her ghostly kind of laugh when the filmy form of the guy’s confused, yet ageless soul starts separating from the rest of him.

Death will be so pissed when he sees a dead body floating in his bathwater again.

*Inspired by the prompt FOUNTAIN from the Six Sentence Stories weekly challenge on girlieontheedge.

Challenges · Fiction · Three-Line Tales

Three Line Tales 15 – Cabin

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“A cabin,” she gasps, pulses thrumming as her mind freezes on a thought. “In the woods…”

He takes her hand in his, trying to quell her presumed hesitation. “You got me. You’re safe.”

The trees do little to shield them from moonlight, but do well to mask his screams when she starts feasting on him a week into her unplanned, but perfectly timed hibernation.

*Inspired by the photo prompt above for Week 296 of the Three Line Tales Challenge @ Only 100 Words.

Challenges · Drabble · Fiction

071 – Adaptation (Pants on Fire, #7)


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Fourth Part | Fifth Part | Sixth Part | Seventh Part

“A movie about me?” Jesus muses. “That’ll be the bomb!”

“Dreaming awake again, huh?” Lucifer sneers, tossing a sliced onion at his brother.

Jesus catches the vegetable and chucks it back into the bowl. “Volunteering to be my villain, I see,” he teases.

“Villains are way cooler than heroes, of course.” Judas adjusts his ten-inch thick glasses importantly, before cracking an unpeeled egg on the table. “I’d play Luci’s sidekick any day.”

“A villain and his protégé, I see,” Peter quips, squirting mayo in the new kid’s direction.

Lucifer counters with cider vinegar.

Peter screams like a rooster thrice scorned.

*Inspired by the prompt ready for your close-up  from The Daily Post.