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Maxwell Pacilio

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2025

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The Sins of the Light Part 3: Tales Beyond the Darkest Desert

Maxwell Pacilio

Not dead yet I guess. Charlene. Why? No time to think on that. Take in your surroundings. Humid, foul, stinky air. The scent radiates all over the city of Savoria in the middle of the summer. Smells almost like home. My real home. The back of my head hurts. Hot sticky liquid drips down the top of my head onto my forehead. Tastes like sweat and blood. Probably suffered a minor concussion, but didn’t die. Flung from a four story window. Should’ve died, but didn’t. Was saved for some reason? Too many questions for later. I have to focus and f...

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The Sins of the Light Part 2: Tales Beyond the Darkest Desert

Maxwell Pacilio

Submitted to Contest #313

In a just world the City of Savoria wouldn’t even exist. The whole concept of a private corporation owning an entire city has always stayed in strange sci-fi books my big brother Malcolm would read to me. Books about evil corporations creating modern slavery in its citizens who are brainwashed into thinking they are good guys spreading their wealth to “lesser folks.” That and with lots and lots of rich luxuries. I mean what ego feeding can’t buy, money always will. Always has. Whatever, its not like I owe any of these...

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S.A.M.

Maxwell Pacilio

Submitted to Contest #312

SAM: Hi! Welcome to OPI’s very own bullet train system, the BT Express! The fastest public train in the world! I am your Service and Manners companion for the duration of your travels. You can call me SAM.Angry Passenger: Ugh! What will these OPI fuckers think of next!? You good, lil’ man?SAM: I am not a man. I am SAM. I live to serve you with a smile and a good mannered tone.Angry Passenger: Whatever lil’ man. Take me to my seat I guess if it makes ya happy.SAM: Right away, sir! Follow me, please!Angry Passenger: I ain’t no sir! So don’t ca...

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The Price of Infamy

Maxwell Pacilio

Submitted to Contest #310

Content warning: This story contains profanity and sexual content Damnit! How the hell did they find me this time?A young woman with caramel skin, long flowing black hair, and golden hazel eyes looks back at the discarded gyro she just bought from a street vendor sprawled on the dirty, wet, brown concrete sidewalk. Its tasty veggies, meat, and seasonings never to bless her yearning taste buds.I haven’t had anything but Chinese takeout for almost a week now! How am I still the talk of the town?! She is dressed as incognito as she could, but e...

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The Sins of the Light Part 1: Tales Beyond the Darkest Desert

Maxwell Pacilio

Submitted to Contest #309

I feel the cold, gentle touch of a delicate hand stroke my shoulder. Her slender fingers glide down my arm until they reach my hand, and then she wraps her porcelain white fingers with lavender nails around my black clenched fist. Just a moment ago her touch was all I wanted. It was all I ever wanted from somebody. She wanted me just as much as I wanted her. So why am I lying here turned away from her? Is it out of shame? Guilt? Maybe it’s the harsh realization that I have made a horrible mistake? I should know better than this! I am better...

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The World Debut: Chronicles of The Holy Way part 2

Maxwell Pacilio

Submitted to Contest #308

“Hurry up, Lucas! We are going to miss our bus!” A young black man, twenty-two years old, dressed in a bright orange button up with the sleeves rolled up and a starched collar, tight burgundy jeans, and a short afro looks at me with a concerned expression. “I’m packing as fast as I can, Gabe!” My voice cracks with the stress of my vocal cords changing. Being a eighteen years old sucks sometimes. “Just hurry!” Gabe walks out of my room. A New York City summer is exactly what the doctor ordered. At least that’s what I t...

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Finnegan Cooper, The Second Harbinger: Chronicles of The Holy Way part 1

Maxwell Pacilio

Submitted to Contest #307

Virgil Cooper can’t remember how he got here, but he believes it was divine intervention. An act of God that delivered him from evil once again. He does remember the Devil himself taking control of his body and attacking his earth angel, Trisha Moore. Black and indigo colored smoke choking out his free will. The gate to Hell sparking with black and white energy as Trisha prepares to fight the Devil. He wishes he could’ve helped her more. Then it all goes dark after he lunges at Trisha like a wild animal. The next thin...

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Just a Girl's DMs

Maxwell Pacilio

Submitted to Contest #306

Chad from the BarSaturday 6-24-23 12:37amYo Penny! It’s Chad from the bar tonight! I really hope this is your number and not some randos lol. *fingers crossed emoji* 12:47amHiiiii Chad!!! It’s sooo good to hear from you so soon!! Lol I did consider giving you my go to fake number. It’s the number for the pizza place next door hehe. *pizza emoji* *phone emoji*12:55amI’m so glad that you didn’t give me that number then! I don’t need the extra calories right now! Tryina to get my beach bod ready for the season! *flexing arm...

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A Proper Crashout

Maxwell Pacilio

Submitted to Contest #305

This story contains sexual exploitative scenarios that may trigger some people. “You know what? I QUIT!” shouts Veronica. Her long, curly, silky brown hair with a gentle bounce shakes wildly as she begins to storm away from her store manager. Everyone was expecting some kind of crash out from Veronica for about three months now. Even I was expecting her to “no call, no show” for her graveyard shift at our department store. Our new store manager, Chuck, has been on the warpath since he took over. Handing out new assignmen...

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Hard Deadlines

Maxwell Pacilio

Submitted to Contest #304

One piece of advice to my fellow new authors. Don’t work for a weekly magazine if you value your creative process! Hard deadlines are the worst!God damn I am tired. You would think that my ten years of experience as a published author would’ve prepared me for the high pace demand of my editor.“I want one story a week from you every Friday by eight o’clock, Benson! And no less than five thousand words! You are our main attraction for the next six months! Your stories better earn us some Pulitzers if ya wanna earn your paycheck from home!”That...

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Redemption or Damnation: Tales from the Darkest Desert

Maxwell Pacilio

Submitted to Contest #303

“I reckon this town ain’t got much longer. The demons have been more rowdy these past few months. Nearly lost you, girl.” Riley Roswell, nineteen years old, brushes his loyal steed, Cassie. Her beautiful chestnut brown hair shimmers in the moonlight. His black leather vest practically in tatters now, the same red shirt that was burned nearly half a year ago drapes over his shoulders, and his black hat now riddled with a few more holes. Cassie’s saddle is a walking armory. A rifle now has an extra-long barrel to increas...

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The Light in the Darkness: Tales from the Darkest Desert

Maxwell Pacilio

Submitted to Contest #302

“Sometimes God sends angels down to earth to enact his will. They come disguised as regular folk like you and me, but they have been touched by His divine grace. These earth angels are meant to be our souls guiding light towards salvation while in this mortal coil. While mere strangers to us, earth angels wage a secret war between Heaven and Hell. Fer ya see, the Devil also sends his demons to tempt us. They come to us as false earth angles to make each of you stray from the Lord’s plan and give into sin. It is up to y’all to stand firm agai...

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Trial by Silence: Tales from the Darkest Desert

Maxwell Pacilio

Submitted to Contest #301

The town of Starlit Mirage is a relatively lawless town according to Samuel Slater, a man in his late twenties that is wearing a lite tan two piece suit, with a white button up shirt, chestnut brown boots, and a white hat. Like any settlement in these deserts, Starlit Mirage likes to take justice into their own hands in spite of what the law tells them to do. Taking justice into one’s own hands tend to leave the world bloody. At least that’s what Samuel thinks as he looks at Riley Roswell who is staring up at the window in his small little c...

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Starlit Mirage: Tales from the Darkest Desert

Maxwell Pacilio

Submitted to Contest #300

The town of Starlit Mirage got its name from the countless stories travelers told at the local saloon, The Black Rose. You see, Starlit Mirage is the only speck of decent civilization for sixty miles in any direction. The harsh Arizona desert claimed many travelers’ lives if they didn’t make a pit stop at Starlit Mirage. Desert’s and their harsh conditions tend to make one’s mind a little wonky to the point that you start seeing things. Folks call that a mirage. The thing is, the twenty miles of desert right before arriving at St...

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A Silver Smile

Maxwell Pacilio

Submitted to Contest #299

“C’mon! Do something! Move!” A young boy, about six, wearing forest green shorts, a blue t-shirt with the words Blue kinda sus’ splattered on the front in bright red, and a Yankees baseball cap stares down what appears to be a statue. The statue is a person painted completely in glittering silver. They are wearing a full three piece suit, boots, a top hat and a silver rimmed monocle in their right eye. Their hands rest at their hips in a neutral pose with a slight bend in their knees. At their feet is a beautiful glistening silver plaque wi...

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