Tag: short story
The Necklace: Part Four
“I won’t let your power destroy the innocence of another Bryne woman,” Alayne’s eighteen-year-old granddaughter Nora snarled as she held up the necklace before locking it away in a dark brown wooden jewelry box under the floorboards by her dresser. Twenty-five years passed before the necklace crossed Nora’s mind again. She caught her husband cheating ...The Thinnest Edge
Both of them stand at a precipice. Neither of them dares to speak for fear of saying the wrong thing- or perhaps the right thing. He stands with arms outstretched, magic crackling up and down their tanned skin. At his fingertips, the magic is lightning. She doesn’t move because if she does, he’ll react. Instead, ...Crowdsourced Magic
At home, life is messy and covered in broken amber-colored glass bottles. Here the noise drowns out the screaming in him; there’s a test tomorrow, and he should be in bed. Here, Andrew could ignore how terrible his home life is and move with the crowd. He could bend and twist and shout and clap ...The Necklace: Part Three
“I can’t believe you gave it to her,” Stanley fussed over the phone. “It’ll ruin her, Ma!” “It won’t. Yes, it will change her and she might struggle a bit,” Alayne replied, “but it will strengthen her.” “How do you know for sure?” “I just hold on… I hold on to what I believe is ...The Necklace: Part Two
Kierra never felt so conflicted in her life. “Maybe it is a just coincidence. Emails can be scheduled,” she thought as she held up the necklace. “There is no way it actually worked.” She put it down and reread the email again. TO: Kierra.Bryne@gmail.com FROM: cgreen@greenandassociates.com SUBJECT: Re: Submission DATE: 04-15-2020 Ms. Bryne,Thanks for your ...A Writer’s Scar
Read Part One here. We normally make vast understatements when the actual statements can’t be put into words. And saying that these times are rough? There’s no greater understatement. The writer knows this and has no choice but to ignore the temptation to accurately articulate how times really are. Because exactly how are you supposed ...The Necklace: Part One
Kierra leaned over the rail of her new yacht as she let her teardrops become part of the ocean. Sorrow and shame shredded her insides as Marco’s words ran through her head on replay. “I am happy you got what you always wanted. I feel you would never feel satisfied though.” “Oh, ma’am,” her server, ...CJ And Eliza: Part Three
| Part 1 | and | Part 2 | Buzz… Buzzzz.. Buzzzz I slowly woke from my slumber as the vibration of Eliza’s cellphone lingered. The end credits of Avengers: End Game were on the T.V. screen. My shoulder and arm tingled from the weight of Eliza’s upper body. She was cuddled up next to me. I swore our ...The Memory From The Days Of Team Eclipse
He descends the steps leading to the pool, wearing nothing but a simmering white robe. Bruises and blood painted his skin; air slipped between the new blank space in his upper jaw. Once, his hair had been neatly combed and parted- now, it was a haphazard cut with tufts of hair clinging to a bald ...
