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Monica Guerrero

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2024

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Duchess and a Dream

Monica Guerrero

Duchess had always felt like a puzzle piece that didn't quite fit. Growing up in the small town of Havenwood, nestled deep in the Appalachian Mountains, she was surrounded by people who seemed content with their simple lives. They found joy in the familiar rhythms of farm work, church gatherings, and Friday night football games. But Duchess yearned for something more, something she couldn't quite name. She devoured books, losing herself in stories of faraway lands and daring adventures. She dreamed of bustling cities, of art galleries fille...

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The Crown Beneath The Ice

Monica Guerrero

Deep in the subarctic wilderness, where the wind howled and the frozen lake glimmered under the pale winter sun, a small group of teenagers embarked on an unforgettable camping trip. The campsite, tucked away amid towering spruce trees and snow-dusted hills, was more than just a haven from city life—it was a gateway into secrets that nature held close for centuries. Among the group was Lila, a quiet observer with inquisitive eyes that missed nothing, and her best friend Malik, whose adventurous spirit often led them to paths less trav...

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Snow Traditions

Monica Guerrero

Character(s): * Name: Mary Beth * Description: A cashier at the local grocery store, mid-20s, sarcastic but friendly. * Name: Mr. Abernathy * Description: An elderly gentleman, a regular at the store, always has a story to tell. * Name: Brenda * Description: A mother of two, perpetually stressed, always in a hurry. * Name: Billy * Description: A high school student, works part-time at the store, easily distracted. The first snowflake was barely a rumor. A tiny, fragile thing whispered on the ten o’clock news, easily dismissed as overzealou...

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The Tapestry of Echoes

Monica Guerrero

There once was a small, unassuming village known as Elderglen, where time seemed to flutter like the wings of a daydream. I, Maeve Eldridge, spent my childhood days weaving between its ancient oaks and near-forgotten myths, embraced by the whispers of magic dwelling within its shadows. The memory I cherish most is that of the Summer Fair, an event draped in laughter and brilliance. But today, as I ambled down Elderglen's cobblestone lane, brushed by the chill of an autumn dusk, I cradled a sense of unease. The vivid imagery of those fairs se...

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The Song of Unseen Future

Monica Guerrero

In the city of Virelle, where towering marble spires brushed the heavens and rivers of star-infused mist flowed through the cobblestone streets, a prophecy was carved in the oldest of stones: “When the harbinger of storms seizes the throne, darkness shall rise and consume the light of Virelle.” The prophecy had hung like a shadow over the city for centuries, a whispered terror that defined the fates of kings and queens. Yet, it was not until the birth of a child marked with a storm-twist in her eyes, a swirling mix of grays and blues, that t...

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Moonlit Grove

Monica Guerrero

Submitted to Contest #327

In the heart of the moonlit grove, where shadows dance beneath the gnarled branches, I reside. I am Ashthorn, a raven of ebon feathers and piercing azure eyes, bound as the devoted familiar to the illustrious witch, Lirien. She is the keeper of secrets and a mistress of enchantments, and I am her eyes from the skies, her whisper in the wind. It was on a night thick with mystery that the first tremor of change reached us. Rising mists curled along the forest floor as if beckoning the dawn, and the usual symphony of nocturnal life was eerily a...

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Was it a Dream

Monica Guerrero

In a quiet town named Havenwood, lived a teenager named Alex who had a strange problem. Alex couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality. What seemed real could be a dream, and what seemed like a dream could be real. One day, Alex woke up in a cold sweat. He remembered a dream where he was running through the dark woods, chased by a shadowy figure with glowing red eyes. The figure was getting closer, and Alex could feel its hot breath on his neck. He woke up just as the figure reached for him. Shaken, Alex got out of bed and we...

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The Adventures of Captain Wasabi: The Golden Soybean

Monica Guerrero

Submitted to Contest #324

In the heart of the great Seven Seas, where the sun melted into the horizon turning waters to hues of gold and blue, the SS Soy Sauce coursed through the open waves. This was not just any ship. Constructed entirely from the legendary bamboo wood and wrapped meticulously in strong, unyielding strands of seaweed rope, it glided through the ocean with the grace of a mythical sea creature. At the helm stood Captain Wasabi, a determined sushi roll fashioned from premium tuna, spicy wasabi, and vinegared rice. His commanding presence was enshrined...

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The Cleansing Ritual

Monica Guerrero

Submitted to Contest #323

Characters: Alora Old Man Hemlock, Village Chief Valerius Alora lived in a small village nestled beside the Whispering Woods. The village was known for its deep-rooted traditions, the most important of which was the Cleansing Ritual. Every autumn, as the leaves turned crimson and gold, the villagers would gather at the heart of the woods to perform the ritual, ensuring the village’s safety from the shadows that lurked within the trees. Alora had always been fascinated by the Cleansing Ritual. From a young age, she would watch with wide ey...

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The Laughing Stone

Monica Guerrero

Once upon a time, in the land of Sillyියාව, lived a young boy named Timmy. Timmy wasn't just any boy; he was known throughout Sillyියාව for his love of jokes and pranks. He had a curly mop of hair that never stayed in place, a mischievous grin, and a talent for turning ordinary days into extraordinary adventures. One sunny morning, Timmy woke up with a plan. "Today," he declared to his pet hamster, Mr. Nibbles, "we are going to find the legendary Laughing Stone!" The Laughing Stone was a myth in Sillyියාව. It was said to be a giant, magical ...

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Whispers of the Enchanted Glade

Monica Guerrero

I am Elowyn, a forest nymph as ancient as the very trees that shelter me. My spirit is woven with the dappled light of the Enchanted Glade, a secret haven nestled deep within the heart of a vast, ancient forest. It is here, in a quiet realm where time seems to slow to the pace of autumn’s falling leaves, that I have witnessed the ebb and flow of nature’s moods. My days were once filled with gentle laughter as the wind carried the songs of birds, and my nights sparkled with starlight dancing on the forest floor. But now, a shroud of melanchol...

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The Puppet Master

Monica Guerrero

* Alex Turner: A seemingly ordinary high school student, good at studies but socially awkward. * Emily Carter: The popular and charismatic student council president. * Mr. Harrison: The strict but fair school principal.Northwood High was just like any other high school. There were cliques, rivalries, and the constant struggle to fit in. Emily Carter, the student council president, seemed to have it all figured out. She was popular, smart, and everyone looked up to her. But behind the scenes, an unlikely puppet master was pulling the strings:...

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Never forgotten

Monica Guerrero

Submitted to Contest #317

The old wooden porch creaked under Elsa's feet as she stepped onto it. The house stood silhouetted against the twilight sky, a dark, looming shape that stirred a strange mix of unease and familiarity within her. It had been ten years since she last visited, but the scent of pine and damp earth was unmistakable, a scent that clung to this place like a second skin. Elsa had come back to Hazelwood, the small town nestled deep in the Appalachian Mountains, for one reason: her grandmother's passing. Nana Willow, as everyone called her, had been t...

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Who I really Am

Monica Guerrero

My name is Alex Turner, and for the last ten years, I've been the face of "EcoClean," a company that makes environmentally friendly cleaning products. My image is plastered on every bottle, every commercial, every billboard. I'm "Eco Alex," the smiling, earnest guy who wants to save the planet, one spray bottle at a time. The truth? I'm a mess. My apartment is a disaster zone, takeout containers piled high, clothes strewn everywhere. Recycling? It happens when I remember, which is less often than my public persona would suggest. The disconne...

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The Mask of a Hero

Monica Guerrero

I never wanted to be a hero. Heroes were the stuff of legends, of comic books and bedtime stories. I was just Alex, a regular kid who liked video games and pizza, living in the ordinary town of Meadow Creek. But that all changed the day the shadows came. It started subtly. A missing cat here, a stolen bike there. Then, things escalated. Vandalism, robberies, and whispers of something dark lurking in the alleys at night. The police were stumped, and fear began to creep into the hearts of Meadow Creek's residents. My best friend, Ben, was the ...

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