Writing Prompt

"I'm starting to think that you might know more about me than you let on."

He gave a broad smile that showed too many

teeth. "Have you not considered that I do indeed know everything about you?"

I looked up into his blue eyes, recognizing the tone he had said the words in. Chills raced down my spine, adrenaline pumped through my veins. His hand crept up my shirt slowly, his eyes sky blue and loc...

Until August, I had never seen anyone so gorgeous, and he is mine and mine only. Amber eyes pure honey, warm heart pure gold. His Prince Charming smile is a blessing to all those who are lucky enough to catch it—before it fades away, that is.

Every year, someone is randomly selected from each household by the government because the amount of people being born exceeds the number of people dying. ...

Wordlessly, you rose. There was nothing to say. You had all that you came for… the next time would be the last time.

“Leaving so soon?” Asked the man who rested his weary arms on the slick sheen of mahogany wood, “It is such a shame, we were having a nice time and you know it’s not often I get asked to go on a date.”

You weren’t sure if the glint in his chestnut eyes was one of sadness or one ...

Let the records show that Rhian Archer did not like her History teacher.

Mr Delarosa was extremely creepy, particularly towards her and classmate Snow Wilder. To the rest of the class, it appeared that Snow could not give less of a damn, which made sense. That kid didn’t care about anyone. But it made Rhian feel all wrong, like she was caught in some kind of lie.

She hated lying.

Snow, however...

“Anna?” someone questioned me while shaking my shoulder. I realized that I had zoned out yet again during class. No surprise, of course. I was not a science/math person. “Sorry,” I muttered and asked where we were in the lab. The four people at my lab table filled me in.

Class finally was over, and as I was leaving the room, a guy from my lab group came up to me and asked, “Hey, Anna. You going h...

The man walked in the night hidden in a great overcoat in the dead silent streets. He looked shifty as he scanned the streets suspiciously.

The gate creaked open on his approach.

“Jimmy!” Lord Cushing boomed and echoed in the chamber.

“Cushing. It’s good to see you.” He responded matter of factly.

“It’s so nice to... see you here in The Middle. What brings you here... Business?”

“I have more of ...

Emilia: “I’m starting to think that you might know more about me than you let on.”

He gave a broad smile that showed too many teeth.

Luke: “Have you not considered that I do indeed know everything about you?”

Emilia: “No, I haven’t.”

Luke: “Well, you should because I do.”

Emilia: “Okay, tell me everything about me.”

Luke: “I know that despite you being shy and being an introvert, you actu...

Anna was woken by the curtains around her bed being pulled aside, and after a breakfast of toast and watered down coffee, she tried to prepare herself.

She’d mentally rehearsed this day, from what to wear, how to sit, even where to look. She tried to wrestle her “Depression-hair” into a neat ponytail, but ended up looking like she’d lost a fight. She hadn’t washed or brushed her long hair for two...

The diner was small but surprisingly spacious. The lighting was soft; softer than you might expect. There were booths along one wall, all back to back, and a few tables spaced out evenly. The stools at the bar were slightly frayed with age but seemed to hold most of their original padding; the same could be said for the booths.There was only one member of staff out front working the night shift wi...

I opened the mail box and spotted the long white envelope immediately. My heart started to pound and bundling up the rest of the bills, magazines and fliers, I ran into the house and tossed the mail in the counter. There it was, the logo on the envelope and I stared at it. I was scared to open it and scared not to open it.

My hands were ice cold with a kind of expectant dread but I grabbed a...