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Weekly Contest #369
1 It was midnight when Angela’s bright blue eyes popped open, her heart racing and her soft, silken sheets clinging to her sweat-drenched body. Sitting up in bed just as suddenly as she had awoken, Angela scanned the dark bedroom around her, sure that she wasn’t alone. The room was deathly quiet; the sound of her ceiling fan swaying and the ticking of her nightstand clock were the only things piercing the night air. Looking around, Angela saw only dark shadows moving, but a quick flick of the lamp next to her table lit the room, dispelling a...
Weekly Contest #91
1 Zane and Ian laughed as they thumbed through the worn-out copy of Stephen King’s Carrie. Granted the novel isn’t known for its laugh-out-loud humor, but in all honesty, neither one of the teenage boys had bothered reading a single word since they’d arrived at the school library. It was a warm May afternoon, and the two seventeen-year-olds both had their free period during the end of the school day. The library was one of the few places on the high school campus where hardly any of their more ignorant peers would be caught dead, g...
Weekly Contest #49
The smell of stale peanuts and sawdust filtered through the air. Stepping through the barren bar, Hugh glanced over the overturned barstools and bloodstained floors and knew from the dust covering the bar that this was the place. Sitting along a stretch of highway off the California coastline, The Desert Sun overlooked the Pacific Ocean on the way to Santa Barbara. Hugh grimaced as he nursed his wounded leg, fresh blood dripping down his leg and onto the floorboards. He slung his shotgun onto the bar and began foraging through the co...
Weekly Contest #24
PreludeThe rain pounded the small stone home outside of the city of Corinth. The storm raged and the winds howled, and yet Lamia couldn’t bring herself to acknowledge the storm’s presence. All she could feel was the warm radiance of the god laying in bed next to her. His powerful arms wrapped around her body, making her feel safe and secure in the home. “You more than any other mortal, have captured my heart,” Zeus said sleepily, a smile on his face as he gently stroked the hair out of Lamia’s face. “My heart is yours, now and fore...
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