Gabbie Speirs

Joined September 2023

21 stories

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I write fantastical short stories that keep you coming back for more

Engish writer, world lover

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Hers and His
Our hands entwined as he skirted my body with his, his mouth searching for mine while locked in an extraordinary moment. He offered his entirety to me, allowing me to push us further together whilst lost in the moment.
By Gabbie Speirs2 years ago in Poets
Where is your Happy Place?
As I stood in the hordes of people, waiting patiently for it to start, my heartbeat grew louder, faster, stronger. I knew this wouldn't be a night I'd forget for a while.
By Gabbie Speirs2 years ago in Poets
Mellie's Secret - Part Two
It seemed that the more people saw the ivy-covered walls with the ivy-covered wooden gate, the more they wanted to know what was behind it. I generally told everyone it was my private sanctuary, that nobody but me went in there as it was the place my heart desired to be the most.
By Gabbie Speirs2 years ago in Fiction
The Oasis in the Sands of Time
I walked and walked through the towering dunes, the miniscule grains catching themselves on my eyelashes making tears stream down my face in an attempt to remove the small irritations. It felt like a lifetime I had been moving through this place without seeing another soul. My canteen was empty; my mouth as dry as the landscape.
By Gabbie Speirs2 years ago in Fiction
Meeting Her. Top Story - February 2024.
The anticipation to see her, finally, was too much. I stood with the bouquet of red, thorny foliage by my side, waiting for her to take its place.
By Gabbie Speirs2 years ago in Fiction
The Real Bermuda
Every action has its equal opposite reaction. Everything that goes up must come down. And, everything that disappears, must be found.
By Gabbie Speirs2 years ago in Fiction
The Mannequin Man
I know Old Lady Winters' home is empty when she's out, but when I walk home from work late at night I swear I see somebody in the upstairs window alone.
By Gabbie Speirs2 years ago in Poets
One Day (The Gap in the Trees)
There's an old legend about the gap in the trees in the field in Thornton Hough. You know where I mean; the green we all used to go to.
By Gabbie Speirs2 years ago in Poets
The Cellar Door
The Dark Lord didn't always enjoy doing His bidding, but when he did, he thrived completely. The joy he felt when He gave him a job? Incomparable.
By Gabbie Speirs2 years ago in Fiction
Winter Escapes
Too many times the winter has made my mind yearn for warmer days. I missed the heat from the largest star in our solar system on my face and I missed the lack of need for socks and coats. It was snowing heavily, leaving a shimmer across the landscape, which meant extra layers for going outside.
By Gabbie Speirs2 years ago in Fiction
Mellie's Secret
I spend so much time in my garden, you could say I've put my heart and soul into it. The rose garden always needs pruning and the topiaries need trimming constantly. I love my flowers. I even have a separate part of the garden that I grow specifically to sell potted plants and cut flower bouquets. Every Tuesday and Thursday I go to my stall at the local indoor market and make people happy with my arrangements. Some even ask if I can make custom bunches on occasion, and one girl asked me to do her wedding flowers. She offered me a small fortune, too.
By Gabbie Speirs2 years ago in Fiction
Remember
Walking through London City was something I did every single day. I worked and lived there. I have done this for 15 years. I was a shop manager; a clothing shop. I got to the top through hard work, blood, sweat and a few tears too.
By Gabbie Speirs2 years ago in Criminal