Writing Prompt

_*This is from two of my characters in another novel draft I made. It’s based off the Victorian Era of Britain and has a magic system*_

**_Rayburn

_**I had went to my Aunt Loriene house to seek answers about my specific magic heritage, but instead I witnessed many pressured attempts to get me into their work lives. To help them in the London Magic System.

There are different systems around Br...

_~Wisteria~_

I find that fire is something that I have always associated man with.

Full of flavor and bursting with life. Capable of hypnotism, of drawing you into your death. Chaotically lifesaving and on the verge of mass destruction at the same time.

That’s why I’ve never liked fire. It can’t pick a side. But it’s seductive on a cold winter’s night when there’s nothing else to keep you warm...

I watch as she dumps the whole store out on my conveyor belt. I groan to myself as I see she’s even got a bushel of coupons in her hands. I eagerly look at the clock, “At least this is my last checkout for the day. Even if it takes 20 years.” I mumble to myself. A text message dings on my phone, “Don’t be late to the party Matt!” My girlfriend Lulu reminds me. I click the screen off and start scan...

You hated me.

I loved you.

Always staring, accusing eyes following my every move.

Always caught staring, admiring eyes tracing your every move.

And the sad part was, I still liked you.

The sad part was that I knew you could never like me.

I loved you.

You hated me....

I’m being watched.

I feel his eyes boring into me, watching my every move. He even changes position to keep me in view as I stand in front of the mirror trying item after item, but after that one adjustment he’s very, very still. Watching. He knows by now that I’m going out, and I’ve said nothing about him joining me. He doesn’t like that. Not at all.

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It’s starting again. She’s going out wit...

[District 7, Neon City]

[Sofia’s point of view]

{Spider Plantation, Individual Homes}

Light hadn’t woken her up as it did the last week or so. Hunger wasn’t a pain frequently pulling at her body. Peace had started to overwhelm her. Comfort was the new normal.

Emond was already gone, his room empty as she stalked towards the stairs. A shuffle downstairs cause her to take a quick breath. Slowi...

James

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James walked into school full of purpose and nerves as well with 2 weeks left to leave not just middle school but moving to Texas, and with that the mission of confessing to his best friend Eli.

He found her sitting by the Fountain along side a few of our mutual friends each of them greeted James with the usual ho homie or hi, then got to Eli and she gave him her notes for history. Sh...

“God, that thing is such an eye sore,” Gene scoffs as he passes the new billboard on I-20. “The thing does everything but flash it’s tits at you, and frankly I prefer the latter.”

2 exits before his apartment, Gene remembers the flashing gas can on his dashboard. Somehow, though, he manages to fill his car with liquor instead of gas and forgets the light ever existed in the first place. He also ...

I needed his touch. I craved the sensation that would overcome me as he held me. His dirt brown eyes burned holes in my heart. Holes that could only be filled with his touch.

His hands left footprints on my body. Our DNA merged almost as if bonded by chemicals.

Everything about him called my name. Almost as if he was made for loving me.

His love shot my heart like those on achilles...

If I do not rise, there will not be much light. If I stay down, there not be much heat. So I do as I must, I rise each day. Each night, I fall down and overtakes me the moon.

I, the moon, must rise each night. For, I must bring the world light when the sun has fallen. Though, my fellow stars do help me much, I do much more than just bring light.

For, being the moon means that I hold the world to...