Category: Short Story
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The basement of the 8th street building where Frankie’s kiss was located was dark and damp and I shivered at the memories it tried to pull out of my head. Ant put his hand on my shoulder then passed me – he was going first. I resented the protection a little, but that was just…
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The city was still bright with street lights even though it was closer to midnight than not. The Night Life building was a bright beacon in the ever-changing skyline of New York. Every light was on it was busier now than it was during the day. The lobby was a mall full of all types…
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This is the aftermath of Falling Lying next to Alex in our bed in our new home was priceless. It was ours. Not mine, not his, ours. Our family. And even with all that I’d remembered I still dug each night into the memories of the dreams I had suppressed to keep Alex safe. They…
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This is not related to any short story prompt but AJ felt compelled to write it. The color of the leaves changed from their lush greens of summer to the reds, yellows, and oranges of autumn. The crunch of leaves sounded like snapping of bones with each step as I ran through the middle of…
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I fell to my knees when my teacher disappeared around the corner. I didn’t have to worry about someone seeing me, the nature of our existence was clad in the shadows, and the night was our time to thrive. It had been this way since the dawning of time. Tears slide down my cheeks. The…
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Before we left, Mr. Hall took me to the armory. A whole room dedicated to killing things. I had been here once before when I was issued a survival knife for my survival training. Today, I would get a gun. A simple Beretta that would carry me through my life. Or until the weight of…
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“The final exam will test all the skills you’ve learned here and your training to this point. You will find a rogue creature in your packets, and you will eliminate them.” Mr. Hall said to the whole class. I tapped the white envelope with a number 8 scrawled across the front against my desk, waiting.…
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A young class of Venatori are each tasked with finding and killing a rouge supernatural as their class final exam. Nox Sétanta is tasked with hunting down a werewolf who has been terrorizing Central Park. Nox uses his unique ability to track down a werewolf and corners it in an alley. Nox’s teacher is proctoring…
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AJ has a plot which you’ll see below, but AJ hasn’t started writing it yet. It’s Christmas and they just moved into the house finally! So there is lots to do. She’s been to the old house 3 times to get things and has to go back a forth. But she doesn’t mind. The house…
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Our morning dragged on with much more sex than usual, and we found ourselves not quite alone when the night came. Hunter was having a tough go of the whole; there might be an astral walker or something in our home. His dreams worsened the past few nights. “You know that’s because of you, right?”…
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But it happened for another three days, and no one fessed up to the prank. We had run out of suspects. Sage thought it was hilarious, “Dude, it’s magic. It’s supposed to do that.” I sighed as he sat on my couch with my laptop. I strung up the security cam wires to catch whoever…
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Alex laid on the bed smirking at me as I pulled on a pair of boxers and a plain white tank top. He was still naked in bed after having woken me up with some extra Christmas spirit this morning. “You could make breakfast naked,” Alex chuckled. He knew my answer, but I gave him…
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As previously mentioned here are AJ’s notes on the impending story without my comments – that’s tomorrow! As a side note, each week we’ll only be using one image to collect each of the weeks prompts together. As well as the tags and such, but those are more organization for us and not so much…
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Yeah, this is a stupid tradition a doll with magic? Really? When there is already magic in the world. But then is Santa Clause real or not? At one point AJ was thinking about maybe doing a Santa Clause real? And have an adventure where he was – magic and all that. But that felt…
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The parts are all messed up. AJ has to read and look through what’s going on. We don’t know.
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Alex We were having a not so great conversation about the past. I hadn’t been surprised by the question in so much that he wanted to know those what ifs. I had played through so many of them, and it all came down to be being scared of his eventual rejection. He said the same…
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Nox The whole day I couldn’t get Alex off my mind. He was plaguing my thoughts when I had breakfast with my dads. He was still on my mind while I played around at home in the kitchen working on a new recipe with my dad’s permission. And he was still on my mind when…
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Alex It was like old times. Except it wasn’t. We didn’t talk at all. And when we did it was very snappish like we were trying to one up each other. He was still too cute, still had that shy streak. Hot as fuck. I hadn’t lied when I said I’d worn Sissy out. I’d…
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Nox My father came home as we arrived at the house. He wrapped me up in a great big hug, “Mijo it’s so good to see you.” He gave his husband a smile and we walked into the house and his phone rang. He talked while I carried my things to my childhood bedroom. If…
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Alex Being home was like being in wonderland. The trip down this particular rabbit hole was like tripping on some bad acid. I didn’t want to be here, but ten years ago I made myself a promise that I’d come back to see Nox to see that I hadn’t missed out on anything important. I…
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Nox High school hadn’t been the greatest time in my life. But it’s where I met Alex. A bright boy with gorgeous blue eyes and a voice that made me shudder inside. He was my best friend as we’d grown up. He was my first crush, and the first boy I’d kissed. I’d have loved…
The Mind of Nox 