Writing Prompt

You settle at the long oak table, the warm glow of candlelight dancing across crystal glasses. Conversation bubbles around you—familiar laughter, gentle ribbing—but your gaze drifts to the chair opposite.

There, your fiancé, Hugo, leans forward, hand trembling as he sprinkles a faint, pearly dust into your risotto. Time slows. You catch the glint of betrayal before anyone else does.

Instinct st...

I knew who that person was it was my brother.

The first time I’d seen him in years and he tries to poison me!

I excuse myself from the bathroom and pull him aside.

“What are you doing?”

“Relax I wasn’t gonna kill you just put you to sleep, forever.”

“Yeah, no. Why?”

“I know you killed Elly.”

I took a stepback.

Elly was our older sister.

She’d tried to put mom in a nursing home when she ...

It’s my twenty first, so naturally my friends and I went out in the town to get a few drinks of some sort of wine.

Outside it’s cold, wet, windy, and gloomy. As I always say, the weather sets the mood for the tone of your day.

We enter a bar that’s packed to the brim. The lights flash bold, obnoxious colors on a whim.

My friends drag me to the dance floor. We party as if there’s no school work...

The dinner party was charming in that old-world kind of way. Candlelight flickered off polished silver. Velvet curtains, mahogany walls, the scent of aged wine and roasted meat.

Then I saw her.

Noticed her.

A flash of pale fingers, too fast, too fluid dropping something into my mashed potatoes while the others laughed at some story I hadn’t been listening to.

She looked up at me. Smiled. The kind ...

Sneaky sneaky.

Someone’s sneaking something into my food.

It says, “TOXIC. DO NOT SNEAK INTO SOMEONES FOOD.”

They try to be sneaky sneaky.

They aren’t.

I grab their hand.

I give them the death stare.

They screech and run out the door.

I say, “HAVE A NICE DAY.”

Not so sneaky sneaky....

“What was that?”

“What was what?”

“I saw that guy stick something into my food. It was a vial of something. Just like one of those spy movies.”

Jessica rolled her eyes. “I’m sure you saw something, but c’mon. A vial of something?”

Roger’s eyes were wide. “Really. We need to check it out.”

“Okay.” Jessica sighed. “Let’s just ask him.” She motioned to the man in the vest. “Oh waiter.”...

“It’s time to begin getting ready for dinner m’lady.” my maid Madelyne says. I turn away from the book I was reading. “Okay.” I say and stand up.

On my way down to the dinning room, Prince Capricum catches up to me in the hall. “Hello Drisela. _What_ a surprise to see you here.” I put on a look of shock. “Oh I _know_. It’s not like I don’t walk this way to dinner _every_ day.” He chuckles. “My I...

The dinner was about to start and my mouth began to water. The smells wafting out of the kitchen were beyond incredible. “You are going to love this Tom” Bill told me. I was at his house to enjoy a congratulatory meal for his promotion in the firm. “I’m sure I will.” I told him and made my way to the dinner table.

“Sit at the here.” Bill’s wife Jackie said as she pulled out the seat for me, “Aren...

You are at a dinner party, sitting down to eat, when you glimpse someone sneaking a suspicious substance into your food. 

This wasn’t too much of a surprise for you. After all, you had just done the same to another guest sitting nearby. It would surprise you if any of the plates on the table did not contain some kind of suspicious substance. The trick would be to pretend this wasn’t the case and s...

We walked into the luxurious restaurant with glimmering chandeliers hanging effortlessly from a small pole. In one corner was a giant bar area with velvet swivel chairs. On the wall was almost every drink you could imagine. Some old guys sat there; we always avoided them. Then there was the restaurant portion with glimmering paintings and fancy food wooden chairs. On each modern table, there was a...