Burn Victim by Amanda Acton

Prompt: She never wanted it anyway | Word count: 300 | Genre: Contemporary Fiction

The cloud was thick and acrid. It coursed into the kitchen intent on assault. Jessica stumbled back.

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The tower, the voices, and the red balloon by Tricia Everaert

Prompt: Cut the strings | Word count: 1000 | Genre: Fiction

The room was round. The cool stone wall at her back was curved so the room must be round. She knew if she opened her eyes she would see one large window and an open vista beyond. She knew the deep window seat carved into the thick wall would be worn smooth from time and much use. The room would be softly lit as if from a gentle fire or a dozen candles, but she would never find the actual source of light or warmth. It was always this: emptiness and silence in a high stone tower.

She knew her name was Nicole. She knew when she opened her eyes she would be drawn to the window and when she looked down she would see trees and a garden and a maze. She would hear voices, and they would lure her out of the room, and she would find herself in the garden or under the trees. She never saw a door or stairs or knew how she got out of the room in the tower.

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The Caper by Cheryl Rush Cowperthwait

Prompt: Mastermind | Word count: 1000 | Genre:

“C’mon George, we can do this thing. Winston will be our look out, huh Winston?”

“If you say so, boss. I’ll hide out in the bushes next to their house and let you know if there is any trouble.”

M.M. had the map spread out and pointed to the circled house. “That is our target. I’ve canvassed the neighborhood this whole week and this one..” he said tapping a wooden stick on the circled house, “is perfect. It’s filled with loot!”

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The Club by Amber Cole

Prompt: The Club | Word count: 750 | Genre: Fiction (Romance-ish)

It wasn’t easy living in a world ran by red. Branded by a suit of my own, it was blatant I didn’t belong in the sea of hearts and diamonds. I’d always dreamed to be better, to make a name somewhere I would matter. I never, however, planned to fall in love.

My heart raced as I sifted through the crowded ball room. Sweat collected behind my mask, formed by both anxiety and the summer heat. A deep drone of chiming clocks filled the air at exactly 8 o’clock, the official time on the invitation. Spotlights illuminated an unmasked man, red heart prominent on his left cheek. He cleared his throat and boomed over the sudden silence.

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Husband Material by Kathy Gates

Prompt: The Club | Word count: 750 | Genre: Women’s Contemporary

Brianna’s revelation shocked them into silence. Damon’s confusion made Laura flinch but she let him sit with it. There was nothing she, or anyone, could do to help. Not yet, anyway.

The young woman batted her too-thick-to-be-natural eyelashes and smiled. ‘We’ve cleared the air. Now we can move forward.’

She’s probably pretty, under her camouflage. White-blonde hair, out-of season tan, acrylic finger nails and impossibly high heels, not Laura’s idea of femininity.

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Secret Desires by Rachel Dye

Prompt: The Club | Word Count: 750 | Genre: General Fiction | Warning: Deals with adult themes and consenting sexual content

Sweat slid down Mike’s neck, and he adjusted his position. His hand still held the car door handle, yet his erection already begged for release. A dark figure slid through the club’s door and he quickly wiped his hands on his pants. He wanted this, begged for it, and yet cowardice crawled down his spine. He could go home, but still, he sat. There were some requests you could not unask your wife.

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Coming Undone by José Enrique

Prompt: Coming Undone | Word Count: 1200 | Genre: Fiction

04:52

He closed the door, with conscious effort of minimizing the creaking sound, which it had been making since a month or so. With a ten-hour shift job at a warehouse floor, he had not had enough time nor energy to fix the door, or buy the carpet which he noticed every day on his way to work, or finish his first novel which still was only few pages written. When he was just few stairs down, he turned back and stared hard at the closed door which he could see only partially as the stairs were awfully helical. For a split second, it seemed as if he would run back to the door but he noticed that he had only few minutes to the bus to work on his wrist watch, gifted from his work for his long service of 9 years in the company. While running on the street towards the bus-stop, he still managed to gaze quickly onto his bedroom’s window. He made it to the bus-stop just in time.

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Marriage Rules for the Zombie Apocalypse by Rachel Dye

Prompt: Coming Undone | Word count: 1200 (exactly) | Genre: General Fiction

“Did you live in a neighborhood like this before?”  Esther stared at the suburb laid out before her. Looking past the over-grown lawns, broken windows and a few burned out shells, she allowed herself to slip into the past.  The building’s roof overlooked what must once have been a street filled with families and noise.

“No,” Jeremiah’s gruff answer broke her daydream fog and she turned to stare at her husband.  In her previous life, she would never have been drawn to him; although it was unlikely he would have looked her way either.

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The List by Komal

Prompt: The List | Word Count: 1500 words | Genre: Thriller

6:15 AM                                         

Cool breeze did very little to keep away the sweat beads forming on the guy’s forehead. He took out his handkerchief to wipe the sweat away. He had been planning this for a few days now. He tried getting a formal meeting but couldn’t get through. He was determined to make this ‘meeting’ work.

He looked at his wristwatch. It was time.

In a couple of minutes, he saw an old man jogging towards him.

“Mr. Banerjee” said the guy in a formal suit as he passed him on the jogging track. Mr. Banerjee stopped and turned around to look at him.

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New Life by Komal

Prompt: New Life |  Word count: 1000 | Genre: Fiction

Mira and Ashish entered Café Hideout, a restaurant they frequently visited after work. It was almost closing time but they weren’t worried. They had a regular table.

“So, Mrs Verma, how have you been?” Ashish said teasingly, once they settled.

“Oh, it’s been a busy week Mr Verma. How have you been?” said Mira with a grin, playing along. Both had hectic schedules this week and despite staying under the same roof, they hardly had any time to talk to each other.

Catching up on the week that was, she gulped down her glass of water and asked for some more. It’s been quite hot since past few days and a glass of water couldn’t stand a chance to quench your thirst completely.

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