Category: Original Works

Valencia

There was a loud banging on the front door of the manor. Even though the manor was a rather large estate, one didn’t have to knock with excessive force in the middle of the night in order to be heard.

I wiped my hands on my apron as I trotted down the marble steps to the first floor, curious as to who’s bothering us during the late evening.

Two men in armor barged through at the slightest sign of the door opening. I recognized the color scheme and weaponry around their hips.

It was the King’s patrol.

She then folded her arms and glanced at me, giving a quick nod, “Go get the paper, Yuria. I want to read what’s on it.”

“As you wish,” I humbly replied.

“We don’t have all night,” the guard announced. He eagerly shook his fist that held the scroll and urged Madame Valencia to come down to collect the paper.

100 Word Story – Watch the Window (Part Two)

“You’re bored too, right?” Henry whispered to the girl.

With a slight shrug, brown-haired girl nodded, wanting to find a way to watch the summer weather just outside of the window. Hesitant, the girl watched the professor for a moment, making sure he was fully occupied with talking about boring mathematics. She brought her gaze back to Henry, a small, sly smile on her face. With one hand, she pointed down, signaling him to look under her desk.

Henry questioned the girl’s motive, but thought nothing of it. He leaned over and looked under the desk.

Is that a lighter?


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100 Word Story – Watch the Window (Part One)

This place is just a prison for children, where they’re forced to conform to society’s rules.

Henry glanced at the front of the room; the visiting math professor was still writing some more math problems on the blackboard. He continued his lecture about how to find solutions to equations with multiple variables.

Henry let out a mental sigh, wishing that class came to an abrupt end so he could enjoy the hot summer day outside. He looked around at his fellow classmates, many of them struggling to stay awake. One student, a brown-haired girl, locked eyes with him.

The hell?


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100 Word Story – Grades (Finale)

Mary went into the trunk of car to grab more rope while I finished binding up the man’s wrists. He tried to struggle his way off of the ground, so I slammed his head down, knocking him out.

Mary came back and handed me the extra rope, noticing the man, “Wow. I didn’t think you’d be able to do that. He was pretty big.”

I shrugged, “I didn’t think so either.” Getting to my feet, I turned around and asked her what was on my mind, “So, did I pass?”

She answered, sly smile on her face, “With flying colors.”


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100 Word Story – Grades (Part Four)

“Back up, I’m warning you.” The man urged me to stay away. The way he looked at me as I approached the two of them was nothing but anger from me simply ignoring his demands. I’ve only just met him, and I can already tell that he’s no good at controlling his emotions.

I sighed with disappointment, “Mary, you chose a horrible person to try and test me. This man can’t even keep his anger under control.”

Mary’s face was puzzled, her eyes darting back and forth between the man and I. At last, she admitted, “Fine. You caught me.”


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100 Word Story – Grades (Part Three)

She didn’t see me the entire time; I managed to hide behind one of the columns in the parking lot. I got so close, so close to confronting her about this enticing act she’s been putting on, but I had to stop from revealing myself.

“Thanks for picking me up today, baby.”

“Anytime.”

Mary was huddled in the arms of a man, kissing up on his chin with her arms wrapped around him. Surely this was a test of my mettle, of my unwavering fortitude. I couldn’t help but to chuckle.

Mary looked around the lot, “Did you hear something?”


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100 Word Story – Grades (Part Two)

Simmonds seemed to pick up the pace as she headed for the parking lot; it looked like she was in a rush to leave the campus grounds.

I could relate to that, though. The college was always crowed with people going back and forth between rooms across the various floors, large gatherings happening outside in the lawn and grass areas—the campus was just full of people. Perhaps Simmonds didn’t like being around people.

My heart began to flutter at the thought of Simmonds getting nervous around other people, “Don’t worry, my sweet, sweet Mary. I’ll protect you from everybody.”


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100 Word Story – Grades (Part One)

“For the rest of the semester you shall be focusing on creating your history thesis paper on which historical figure had the smallest impact on globalization. You have three months to research, draft, and edit before you submit your final paper, which you can turn in any time.”

Professor Simmonds announced the conclusion of class for the day and collected her things. The rest of us—the students—followed behind and gathered our things and began to leave.

As for me, I sat down a bit longer, carefully watching her from behind.

I need you to be mine, all mine.


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100 Word Story – One-Sided Desire (Finale)

I collected a small pile of clothing and undergarments in my suitcase, and headed for the front door. With a heavy heart, I sighed, “It’s for the best.”

As I turned around to walk down the hallway, I saw Stella running down the steps, trying to chase me down. She was in a small state of panic, almost hysterical, “Amelie, wait. Please, don’t leave.”

My heart was still tied down to a false romance, but I had to force myself to break away. “Silence. You’ve had your time trying to keep me, and you sullied it.”

“S’il vous plaît…”

“Non…”


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100 Word Story – One-Sided Desire (Part Four)

Stella barely made contact with me throughout the night, only saying words when we were at the dinner table.

“This lacks salt, pass the shaker.” “The steak is extra dry, no moisture whatsoever.”

I offered to make her another but she simply grunted and walked away from the table; that would be the last time we were in the same room. When it came time to sleep, I knocked on our bedroom door, asking if it was okay for me to enter.

“Sleep on the couch tonight,” she answered.

I wanted to believe that she cared, even just a bit.


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100 Word Story – One-Sided Desire (Part Three)

Like a loyal pup to an owner, I ran to the front door at the first sound of keys jingling. My spine shivered with electric pulses, making me tremble even down at the knee. My eyes didn’t dare look away from the front door; I wanted to see my love walk through at the exact moment.

As the doorknob turned and the door slid open, I greeted Stella with a warm, passionate smile, “Welcome home, dear.”

A pair of irritated, hazel eyes met mine for a brief moment. Stella walked past me without even acknowledging me.

“She… must be tired.”


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100 Word Story – One-Sided Desire (Part Two)

The warmth from the fireplace may have warmed up my body, but I still felt frozen on the inside, even through the thick blanket wrapped around me from the bedroom. The fire was roaring and cracking in the brick fire pit. The engulfed logs and timber seemed to dance away as it burned up and turned into rising black fumes.

Even with such a beautiful show of nature in front of me my mind didn’t wander away from Stella—I yearned for her dearly.

My own mind began to tempt me, the fire cackling out and saying her name, “Stella.”

 


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