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Grace Urbina

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2025

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Run, Hide, Kill

Grace Urbina

A cry rang out. A red stain bloomed on his chest, the arrow piercing through his leather armour. Perfect shot. The man fell, sword limp by his side. His eyes were filled with disbelief. They never believed I could kill them — until I did. … Father used to tell me that I should let nothing get in my way. When things, people, nations were in his way, he would destroy them. He was powerful. He was the king. Now, there were plenty of things that were in my way. Long court gowns, for example. The constant eyes of my ladies in waiting. Royal e...

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Hailstones

Grace Urbina

This story contains themes of whiny teenagers, untimely deaths, and being very cold and wet. Beware. It was terrifying. There were so many things that could go wrong. I mean, it wasn’t that I didn’t trust her. I trusted her. I really did. But still. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to crash or anything like that,” Mira said. “I’ve got a license, you know.” “I know, but…” I trailed away. But what? She’d gotten her Ps yesterday? She was only three years older than me? She’d been annoying me for years and what’s not to say that she wouldn’t drive in...

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The Night

Grace Urbina

The Night is darkest before morning. I didn’t understand this. Not when it was always night, and there was no morning. Not when we would never again see the sun peeking out from behind the mountains. Not when we hadn’t seen the light, not for a hundred years. The Night is darkest before morning. Mother used to say that. I used to believe it. I didn’t anymore. “One day,” she used to say, “the light will chase away the darkness. One day, we will have light.” The Night claimed her. Now, the light had become a myth, a fairytale told to small chi...

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A Good Old Fashioned Kidnapping

Grace Urbina

You can’t go wrong with a good old fashioned kidnapping. That’s what Elle told me, and at first, I thought she was right. I mean, it made perfect sense…but it’s actually harder than it looks. Elle and I were hiding under the floorboards of my bedroom. I had discovered a while ago that there was a loose board under my bed. I pulled it up, slipped through, and I was under the house. Admittedly, it was very dusty, and I was certain that those black things were rat poo. But rat poo aside, Elle and I had fallen in love with it. It was now our ...

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Let Them Burn

Grace Urbina

A sharp, high laugh cut through the air like a knife through ice. I started, turning round in my chair. I slid the notes I had been taking on yesterday’s events under my old laptop. “This is the best thing that’s happened to me in years,” Ruby chuckled, gliding into my room. She leant against my desk. “Guess what?” I was hoping she wouldn’t accidentally push my laptop to the side. Ruby didn’t wait for an answer. “We’ve got a really good Assignment.” The good Assignments were coveted by the others. It seemed to be rare to be sent on one even ...

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