Writing Prompt: You found an abandoned puppy on the side of the road and took it home to keep as a pet. It wasn't until it started to sprout horns did you realise you, unwittingly, adopted a hellhound. It was the eyes, reflecting red in my headlights that caught me. Of course I had to …
Daniel staggered into the bare, single room of his home, leaning back against the rickety wooden door and groaning. A movement by the fireplace caught his eye and he groaned again. “Really? Can’t you go and be inspirational at someone else tonight? I’m exhausted.” Hope rose and drifted towards him. “It is when you’re at …
Faith waved, smiled and closed the door on the little group who’d decided it would be highly original to serenade her with the George Michael song all the way home from the pub. She wondered what was involved in a legal name change but knew it wouldn’t be worth the effort unless she did a …
A mini follow-on to this post. Faith looked around the café as she entered. Marcus was easy to spot, mainly because every woman in the place seemed to eyeing him. He stood as she walked over to the table he’d chosen and leaned in to kiss her cheek when she arrived, before guiding her into …
“He what!?” Anna was glad she was seated as her brother’s friend, Sir Peregrine Travers, shuffled his feet and stared at the empty fireplace. “He lost.” Peregrine ducked his head. “Everything, the lands, the house, even your dowry Miss Greenleigh.” Across from her, Anna’s mother fell back against the sofa cushions and began to wail. …
This is an exercise from Steering the Craft, writing a piece with no punctuation. I've done it a couple of times before and the effect is always breathless and chaotic. It's rather fun! Delauney plunged down the stairs and into the heaving mass on the dance floor trying to find him from glimpses and hints …
Narnia is a nightclub with an entrance hidden in the back of a wardrobe in a shop. Not sure what kind of shop, but probably needs to be one that's open late, and where an old wooden wardrobe doesn't look screamingly out of place. Bianca led a sceptical Delauney through the charity shop and opened …
He turned and walked away from the cliff and, as before, she weighed her options, then followed, calling as she went. "I don't even know your name." "Names are powerful. We will discuss them once inside." He was leading her towards a strange building that seemed half natural and half built. As they grew closer, …
“But you promised.” “Yeah, but, you know, things came up. I’ll make it up to you babe, honest.” He wouldn’t, he never did, and now it was time to break one or two promises of her own. While he was busy not booking their dinner out for her birthday, she’d handed in notice on her …
Unlikely Partners: Your main character is left in the forest to die, as the annual sacrifice to the god of the forest. The god shows up, but this year he is not interested in the death of his sacrifice. He is looking for a new servant and/or sidekick. Claudia kicked and strained at the bonds …
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