Don’t Know What You Got…by Rachel Grise

Prompt: She never wanted it anyway I Word Count: 300 I Genre: General Fic

Laurie knew she had to return the ring to Tristan. After all, she never really wanted it anyway.

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The Blue Wagon by Annalie Kleinloog

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

“Greenfield Wagons” – by Stephen Pryke

“You never wanted it anyway, Intombazane.” Lucas wiped the soot from his face. They watched the last of the wagon disappeared in embers.

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I am Called Many Things by Zane Baisley

Prompt: |She Never Wanted it Anyway | Word count: 300 | Genre: Fiction

Warning: Death.

I am called many things. I come when the world is quiet, I come when it is busy, I come when attention is focused elsewhere. I offer release, an end to pain and suffering. Sometimes I come too soon and all that is left is sorrow and misery.

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What’s your Number? by Joanna Rubery

Prompt: Cutting the Strings | Word Count: 1000 exactly (in Word) | Genre: Speculative fiction

Everyone has a number. What’s yours?

I know mine. We all do, of course: it’s something we’re born with, indelible, immovable, inked into our DNA. Our number is as much part of us as the frizziness of our hair, or the slope of our nose, or the way our skin burns in the sun as we’re heading Anywhere on the back of a bike, while we still can.

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Band of Girls III by José Enrique

Prompt: Cut The Strings Word Count: 1000 Genre: Drama

Radha stared blankly at the bright white of the screen from the borrowed laptop for few minutes, sitting in her dusky desk at the dark corner of the dimly lit room. The night was already creeping in and so were her thoughts regarding the new situation at hand. She was on the one hand proud to be leading the Band of Girls but on the other hand she didn’t had any clue about what to do next or where to start from or why Rita had chosen her or where had Rita lost into again and so on. After few more minutes of blank MS Word file, she closed the laptop defeated and unable to write her first blog post for Band of Girls.

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SUBSTITUTE by Annalie Kleinloog

Prompt: Cut the Strings | Word count:1005 (I tried!) | Genre: 

Warning – adult content

Detail.  His palms sweat as he checks descriptions. 

Mike’s hand wavers an instant before hitting the ‘send’ button. He leans back and cups his head in his hands. The stretch feels good.  

Soon he can cut strings with his little problem.  Make it vanish.  Start a new life.

The rest of the week Mike fidgets around his desk but cannot work on that backlog glaring at him. He checks his phone more than usual, waiting for the confirmation-of-delivery bleep.  He stands up to stretch and looks at his colleagues; heads bent over their screens, logging the hours. He returns and pretends to work.

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Pixie By Zane Baisley

Prompt: |Cut the Strings | Word count: 1000 | Genre: Fantasy

Pixie’s blond hair spilled onto her shoulders, eyes as green as the jungle in the morning shone from her bright face. Two small dogs yapped at her ankles, okay, Wort couldn’t really be called small. The bulldog, built like a small barrel, grey with a white heart on his chest. Huffing and snorting he wheezed after Pixie. His smaller companion, a black terrier of some sort with white-eye patches and splotch of white on her cropped tail. Lithe and quick, Newt ran circles around Wort.

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How to Fight Unity by Daniel Casey

Prompt: Mastermind | Word count: 1000 words exactly | Genre: Science Fiction

Kelton shuddered involuntarily as his ship transitioned back to normal space, the after effects of the transit field still wreaked hell on his physiology, despite years of experience.

Glancing at the preliminary readouts, he grimaced.  Four jumps past the edge of known space; he’d been tasked with following the traces of the Tessera’s jumps signatures back to their origins.

Sighing in resignation, he swung the long-range scout ship around and headed in towards the system’s primary.   He couldn’t see any signs of anything in this system.  Two gas giants at distance, and what looked like the remains of a planet blasted into an asteroid belt.

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The Rules by Joanna Rubery

Prompt: Masterminds | Word Count: 1000 exactly (in Word) | Genre: Crime/Domestic Noir

The sea was uneasy. I watched the sunset spill across the water and fragment into frothy shards.

Don reached over for his glass, brushed away a mosquito.

“Let’s stay here,” I whispered. “Please,” but my words melted in the heat. I slid down into the rattan chair.

A waiter appeared, barefoot. A westerner. He glanced at Don, twice over.

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