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Prompt
sex
money
power
Write a short story based on these three words
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I lay in your bed
With hatred in my eyes
“Well at least the sex is good
It’s the only thing good about you”
“You’re only with me
For the money
You gold digger
You’re such a pig”
“You’re just jealous
That I have money and power
And you don’t”
Don’t be too jealous
Your words sting me
And ring in my ears
Thanks douchebag
I can’t look at myself now...
Warning: this poem is a tad bit explicit, and yes, it is fictional. I’m not a hooker. I promise lol.
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It’s music to my baby’s ears,
The moans that leave my ruby lips,
He’s forever imprisoned by,
This diamond mine between my hips.
The way I walk, the way I talk,
It keeps him coming back for more.
Like taking candy from a child,
I rock him to his very core.
He’s blinded by my beauty, s...
I’m not sure when I stepped into this situation, wedged between two rich men in satin sheets. They were beautiful creatures- I wouldn’t call them human. Not with those godly features.
My head was pounding and I couldn’t remember the previous night. I struggled to remember what I did to get in the bed- and in the end, I give up.
This would be the sex part of the deal, I would later learn. Innocen...
Clarissa always had a way with words. She could pull people in, trap them in her web of lies, and suck them dry of everything they had using just words. Sometimes, she wouldn’t even need to use too many of them, just a few gleaming gems from the English language that she knew men liked to hear. When those rounded syllables and purring r’s spilled from ruby red lips they turned into more than just...
Sex
At nighttime we pretend.
It’s easier in bed.
Our heightened emotions
distort into a twisted
desire to have each other close.
Money
We act like we have it.
Lavish trips and enough
left over for a few hits.
Power
We bathe in it.
She likes control.
I like being controlled.
Sex, Money, Power.
Many would say we lust and we envy.
That we are filled to the brim with greed.
But we will carry ...
It was the part of town you shouldn’t be in, unless of course it was your home. The sidewalks grew with long roots of cracks and the street looked as if it had some kind of disease with the potholes speckling it like smallpox. But there was something different in spring, the smells were sweeter and the gray took on color. Held as between two arms, the kiosk felt the caress of a purely white blo...
The man stares at the woman. He sighs.
Man: I ought to smack you.
Woman: Why don’t you?
Man: I don’t know.
The man slides his ring off. Sets it on the table.
Man: Why did you have to go about it... like this?
The man nods at her naked body, she pulls the bed sheet up to cover her. She is scared, her movements cautious and delicate.
Woman: I... I’m sorry.
The man lights a cigarette. Sits d...
Steam was circulating in a rusty machine which made growling noises. It was as if the machine was going to burst. Suddenly a pressing sound came closer until a sharp pain crushed me. My form changed into a rectangular shape.
My eyes opened slightly gasping at the sun rays peaking into the storage house. Walking to the window which is wet with dampness I peer into the empty field of grey grassed ...
“Sex, money, power,” he whispered seductively in my ear. “I can give you all of these, but only if you completely follow me now. Come with me, rule by my side. We shall own the galaxy.”
I thought about this proposal. I did earn for power, the others I could get on my own. Rule the galaxy? Yes, that has a nice ring to it.
I smiled my special grin at him, and ran my sword through his heart. ...
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