Nicole Deviney
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My sister says I'm haunted. Guess that's why they say "Write what you know". If I have to deal with it, dear reader, then so do you. I throw in the occasional sweet story, just for a palette cleanser...enjoy!
Stories (38)
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The Brilliance of Light
Her eyes flutter open, her brain strangely foggy. She looks down and sees the darkness of asphalt under her feet. Headlights on the road flash, big ones, far enough away but quickly gaining ground. She lifts her hand to block the brightness.
By Nicole Deviney9 months ago in Fiction
Not A Love Letter...
April 9, 1912 My dearest husband Charles, I am no less a woman for writing this to you. I abhor the term 'love letter' so think not of this as such. It is strictly a reminder letter…a reminder for you to return to me. I will however admit to a modicum of emotion, hereby listed below and explained in the simplest of terms so as to not be misunderstood.
By Nicole Deviney11 months ago in History
Voltaic Flight
Leaves crunched under her feet as she flashed a look behind her to make sure she was still being followed by the small group. The child she held sensed her urgency and stayed silent. She waved her arm, urging the band of escapees to hurry faster, pointing to a glow in the distance.
By Nicole Devineyabout a year ago in Fiction
Remnants
The bed I woke up in is foreign to me. It is large and quite beautiful, white and clean and I can hear voices in the distance as I attempt to get my bearings. I lift my head off the pillow and I feel groggy, my neck stiff. I push back the light duvet cover and swing my bare feet onto the soft, cream colored carpet and sit up.
By Nicole Devineyabout a year ago in Fiction
Don't Close Your Eyes
“The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own!” I remember screaming that to my sister as I ran terrified from the bathroom. She was upstairs on the landing, but I could hear the booming of her quick steps as she ran down the staircase towards me.
By Nicole Deviney3 years ago in Fiction
