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Elf On The Run
This story was written for RM Stockton’s Challenge. Click here to learn more. It’s official! The front door shut, and the car left the street. I’m home alone for the first time on Christmas Eve with cozy, holiday socks on my feet; the ones with an Elf on the Shelf printed on them. I’m also wearing the matching pajamas too.
By RP2 years ago in Fiction
Only Time Will Tell
“Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo.” “Shut that bird up!” Felix shouted. “You love that old clock,” Leona said. “No, you love that clock, I wanted to burn it for firewood years ago,” Felix muttered.
By Raine Fielder2 years ago in Fiction
Go On, I Dare You
Eggnog. Nope, allergic to dairy. Hot buttered rum? What did I say? Ecologically cool gift exchange? Nope. Santa is thinking COAL. Being naughty is a true contradiction of Santa's nature; huh? You don't believe? Look in your stocking that was passed down to you from great Who & Who and if you find coal, you AND Santa are guilty.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Fiction
Chain of Fools
The poor thing was so very dead. She was Ms. Abigail Lawless, her real name. When she was alive, just recently, as it turns out, she used to always emphasize the trailing /z/ in "Ms." to fiercely emphasize that she wasn't married or, as she would point out, was no longer married.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
The Christmas Market
Well, I have been a little elsewhere of late, but I have just slipped in this one for the Vocal+Assist Facebook group December prompt below:
By Hannah Moore2 years ago in Fiction
Rebirth
A car drove by the brownstone, its radial tires shooting water feet into the air and onto the front lawn. Rains poured down once again, and strong gusts of wind smacked raindrops against the windows of Jessa’s apartment.
By Jason Ray Morton 2 years ago in Fiction
Wish upon the Christmas star
Frozen crystals magically grow upon the windowpane, spreading against a blanket of darkness. Outside fluffy white flakes swirl aimlessly about, riding on the night wind like abandoned wishes and forgotten childhood dreams.
By JBaz2 years ago in Fiction
Aftermath. Content Warning.
I always came back home for Christmas, no matter how hard it was to look my loved ones in the eye. I was in the passenger seat of my brother's Mazda, restless. The aircon was turned up almost as loud as the music he was playing. I was grateful for the way it eliminated any chance of silence between us.
By Poppy 2 years ago in Fiction
Dreaming of Christmas
This story was written for the Vocal+Assist Facebook Group's December Prompt. We were challenged to write a "Hallmark" type story with a twist. Please join us on Facebook if you haven't yet!
By D. A. Ratliff2 years ago in Fiction
All is Bloody and Bright
Author’s Note: I said that I might follow up on my own “Winter Horror Story” prompt. Here it is! And here’s the link to the original prompt for anyone who wants to give it a try:
By Stephanie Hoogstad2 years ago in Fiction
Pay-It-Forward
This story is part of the Vocal + Assist Hallmark story challenge: The Phone Call It's a beautiful sunny Christmas Eve day in the suburban city of Orange, California. Nick was taking his brisk daily walk along the bike trail when his cell phone buzzed.
By Rick Henry Christopher 2 years ago in Fiction
The Heretic’s Screams: A Yule Tale
After a full Terran decade of waging interstellar war against countless alien civilizations, Captain J4Y of the Imperial Navy was returning to Earth for Yule with a heavy heart. The Conquest had kept her away from home since receiving her commission, and she was looking forward to seeing her parents and old friends. There was also the question of reenlisting or applying to be repurposed.
By J. Otis Haas2 years ago in Fiction