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Dark Roast
For Belle's Challenge (Entry No. 2): Who the hell let him in here? I was not planning on having my breakfast interrupted by anyone I knew, much less him. But, here I was, right after my run – fourth for the week (okay, third) – sitting in a local café and seeing his face on the same set of seats I would use to finish up a large black coffee before heading home. It was not busy for a Sunday morning – the best time for a run – and I was happy to feel the caffeine and heat flowing through my chilled body. I also had a sandwich to go, but I would have finished it before I got home. That was the plan.
By Kendall Defoe 10 months ago in Fiction
The Snow Weavers. Runner-Up in 500 Word Shockwave Challenge.
It was summer when the snow fell. I was only 8. I'd never seen snow before, except in videos and online. But from my bedroom window, I saw a white dusting. No, heavier than a dusting... A blanket, like linen laid across the yard and into the fields beyond the fence.
By Addison Alder10 months ago in Fiction
The Deal
Orange smoke filled the air, blocking the sirens flashing outside from being seen. Screams from blind mouths rang out against a chorus of shouts from police. Uniforms holding guns charged through the glass doors of the Federal Reserve Bank of New York and disappeared into the orange fog.
By The Invisible Writer10 months ago in Fiction
Duty Above All Else
As dawn broke in the eastern sky, the Army of the Soulless crested the hills surrounding the village of Tranquility. When they appeared, even the area’s most dominant predator, dire wolves, moved deeper into the surrounding forest. The Army of the Soulless had only one goal—defeat and destroy every living creature in their path. The Jikininki soldiers were driven ever forward by their rulers known as Beast Masters.
By Mark Gagnon10 months ago in Fiction
THE HAMMER N' CLUB
This is the next chapter in The ShambElla Saga. Previous chapter: Table of Contents: ***** * ***** The companions were traversing an overpass when Sam first noticed the barnlike building with two words written in white shingles on the otherwise black roof.
By C. Rommial Butler10 months ago in Fiction
The Bond
She's crying. Again. Always weeping and wailing. It's annoying, really. And depressing. Honestly, I think she cries more than the baby, and he cries plenty. Sometimes it's both of them together. A lesser woman wouldn't be able to handle it, you mark my words. A weakling would have cracked and left by now. But I'm no weakling.
By L.C. Schäfer10 months ago in Fiction
Lucifer calls Home.
Thunder roared and lightning split the sky. The phone line between Heaven and Hell is ringing. Every time that it thunders and storms, it is the attempt by 'The Prince of Darkness', Lucifer, Beelzebub or whichever name you prefer, to make a phone call to Heaven. How the conversation goes, decides the severity of the ensuing weather phenomenon.
By Antoni De'Leon10 months ago in Fiction
Diplomas Flambé. Runner-Up in 500 Word Shockwave Challenge.
Opening the old notebook, an aroma flutters from its pages: not mold, not dust, but love gone sour, the ripe odour of hate. Yet all its pages seem untouched, immaculate as unruffled snow, a virgin notebook. Then I glimpse his scrawl on a few pages in the middle. There’s the stench.
By Marie Wilson10 months ago in Fiction
Aspire Door
Vanessa was making her way up Alex’s driveway while she looked up at the sky above her head. The sky was covered with dark clouds and what started off as a grey sky thick with the smell of approaching rain was now nearly black as the oncoming storm was only minutes away. “So the storm just had to make its appearance when I decided to come vent to Alex?” Vanessa thought to herself.
By Joe Patterson10 months ago in Fiction
