Maria Price
Bio
I enjoy writing stories that touch the hearts of my readers because I've been there where sometimes we all need a bit of escapism— go and do things we feel we can never do in the world without having done them.
Stories (5)
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No Escape
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Everytime I close my eyes or fall asleep, the last moments of my fathers life flashes in the darkness, reminding me of the cold and empty stretch of space where they murdered him in the name of justice. Some call him a hero, and others call him a villain. To me, it never really mattered whether he was or not. He saved my life when everyone else thought I’d die. So in the end I guess you’d say it was my fault that the only person who ever loved or understood me was gone.
By Maria Price3 years ago in Fiction
The Ascension
Ian jolted upright as he struggled to catch his breath, as light and shadow eddied across his vision. For a moment he remained still when he heard loud screeching over the sound of his heartbeat in his ears. There was an irony taste coating his tongue, deepening with each dry breath that left him. It felt as though he'd been without water for days and the lord knew it wasn't a pleasant sensation in his mouth.
By Maria Price3 years ago in Fiction
Behind these eyes
I trace my fingers on my smooth skin and feel the repulsion of all the imperfections. You see, it's the possibilities of words as weapons, from my mouth I raged wars on my soul and created irreversible, loathsome scars from the wrong paths I've taken.
By Maria Price4 years ago in Poets
The Lady In Red
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window..." Xavien paused for a moment to catch each and every one of his friends who sat around the campfire; his bronze face half cast in shadows while his lips curled into a wicked grin.
By Maria Price4 years ago in Horror
