Writing Prompt

What if a phone call from the future forced you to blackmail the woman you love?

I was about to find out…..

On a clear, cool morning in mid October I watched Julie quickly take a dollar bill off the table and put it into her skirt pocket. She then deftly scooped up the rest of the change and brought it to the cash register.

This was a part of my Tuesday and Thursday morning ritual. I’m Jim,...

Walking past the watchtower, Cricket felt naked without her long knife. Trudging to the harvest table, she drew her cloak closer to her throat. Women were no longer allowed to carry weapons inside Covenant. Faraday said it was the man’s role to protect. Faraday said a lot of stupid shit. Cricket was one of the few females allowed outside of the community gates and that was only because she was a g...

The affair

Beware

Keep the secret

You will need us

Don’t tell anyone

Pleasing no one

Used against you

Get a clue

Trust no one

End be done...

Chapter 1 - Broken humanity

Is life fair or is it what you make of it?

If you’re born low with little to show for your existence does that mean you were dealt a bad hand.

Then again if your born high. Are you destined for greater things knowing you have greater assets to show for it.

The topic may be complex but the reality is simple. Life is not fair but you are given Opportunities to chang...

I wiped off the page of a grimoire I found on a podium. Why am I in the library at the ass crack of dawn sure beats me. But whatever, time to take a look inside this bad boy. I grabbed it and sat at a table, “let’s see here…” I opened it and traced my finger under the words. “Yada, yada, magical creatures, what about superpowered beings?” I muttered under my breath, my fingers swiftly turning the ...

that day i’d just come home from school when she knocked on my door

it had been another of those days

i felt wounded

yet struggled to the door

there she was

the girl

her skin was pale almost as if she was the moon,

her skin dark like jet black ink that i use to exile my thoughts

her eyes just looked like buttons

i just stood and stared at the air of black dust the surrounded her

the snake ...

The golden hair danced upon her empty hollow head

She thought that her hidden other self was just dead

Silently I watch from the sidelines and took all my notes

The plastered fake smile that she wore with matching totes

I was physically there that deadly “I didn’t mean it”dark night

She cried after the gun fired and I knew she just wasn’t right

So only three know the tale of thee and now it’s d...

Being an observant person is both a blessing and a curse. Sure, I can pick up bad vibes from people before most do, but the wait to be confirmed correct about them feels like an eternity.

Meanwhile, my friends eye me warily, as if I’m constantly searching for their imperfections to pick apart and warn the others about.

As if I didn’t already notice them the moment we met, yet I kept them around...

If I’d known it was Gory’s bag I never woulda opened it. That guy’s the meanest, scariest hoodlum this town’s ever seen. Also the best Rabble Runner ever. Since he took charge the other gangs have clear moved out.

Maybe I shouldn’t have opened that bag even thinking it was Tom’s. But Gory had been pressuring me to “prove myself”, like he might kick me out. I CAN'T lose the Rabblers. I’d be dog-m...

My mind went silent at the sight of Peter slipping a drop of poison into Delia’s tea.

His eyes scorched the area around him, not catching sight of his damnation. I was too well hidden.

Do I dare stop him?

Would he hurt me?

Slowly, I moved from my spot, watching as Peter ascended the stairs to his love.

How could he? He proposed to Delia just two weeks ago.

On a quick step, I decided to go up...