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His pulse quickened …She reached out her hand to touch him and his pulse quickened as he felt a rise in his jeans.

This one’s for the boys…..Solar style!
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Dial Tone…Shrill and persistent, the phone woke Paul. / ‘Hello?’ / “Paul.” / The achingly familiar voice thrummed through him. Paul sat bolt uprigh…

For Flash Fiction’s Weekly Challenge Prompt – The phone rings in the middle of the night Word Count – 150 Inspiration – I have always been fascinated with EVP’s and Thomas Edison’s belief that spirits could communicate through electronics. Here’s hoping that one day, Thomas will call his own spirit phone!!
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Ilana in between…Ilana in between My name was Ilana and I lived in a small house hidden in the woods, near the swamp. My father was a…

an ordinary girl who trespasses and is turned into something else, eluding her love story
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The Stars Still Shine…Will walked down the hallway of the moonlit apartment. Everything was so different and yet the same. He ran a hand lightly over an old dr…

This story is a complete work of fiction, it has, however, been inspired by the eternal love shared between my friend Elsie Duggan and her beloved husband, Bill. I can only hope that my husband and I shall shall share the same depth of love that endures past all boundaries.
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THE BIRTH MARK FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE…my son was born without a birth mark but weeks after his grandfather died his birth mark appeared on my sons arm
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Torture…Don’t cry; don’t let them know you’re scared. That’s what they trained for. They love the power.

For Star Twister 53 – Broken Silence
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Innocence Of Childhood…We were sitting in the living-room. My mother and I. One of the first times we had in a while, for she picked up this new habit of lockin…
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Love's a Racket…Once, when I told him he was out of line, he stood nose to nose with me screaming, “You cannot be serious!!”, too drunk to see the irony.

For Star Twister 26 – Racket
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Open Wounds…A Vicodin, a bottle of wine, a pack of cigs… by no means the perfect night, but the one she had chosen. Grammy had given her the Vicodi…
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Sky…I can still see her little baby fingers reaching up as far as she could and hear her insistent little baby-voice saying, “Sky! Sky!”

This is first-person fiction, just trying to describe the instinctive human love and longing for the sky, which both protects us and inspires us to reach above ourselves.
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Still Flows the River…As I looked up from the hideous arrangement she pleaded that I ask her about it after the ceremony.

I wrote this as an on the spot writing exercise at Uni and just dug it out of my old writing folder.
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4 years…4 years and several failed relationships later. All that advice you didn’t want to take.

Time you’ll never get back, invested in friendships that were only ever one sided, that weren’t really all that bad while they lasted but which are better off disguarded at the side of some road waiting for the trash man to collect.

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Katie…Sometimes a lie is the best thing. This truth doesn’t come easy. / copyright2009 by John Braxton Sparks

A father discovers a harsh truth about his lovely daughter.
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His pulse quickened …She reached out her hand to touch him and his pulse quickened as he felt a rise in his jeans.

This one’s for the boys…..Solar style!
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The Rose …I always find it amazing how a simple song on the radio can transport you back to a time in your life that you had forgotten.
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Chains…She can’t recall exactly how many times she thought of killing him. copyright 2009 by John Braxton Sparks

The power of abuse and the fury of fighting back!
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The Nectar of Gods…I’m dying / copyright 2009 by John Braxton Sparks

A dying man seeks immortality through his offspring at the hands of a beautiful woman. Star Twisters 54-Spring
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In Dark Places…The tip of the candle flame flirted with the oxygen of the air like the burning kiss of a wayward lover.

A case of deranged neighbors dancing in dark places. / copyright2009 by John Braxton Sparks
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Sweet is the Virign…Perfection doesn’t falter

A boy describes his first time with the woman he loves. / copyright 2009 by John Braxton Sparks
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I think I've lost my head!!…I directed my light over to it and there was a fully intact brain. It also had steam rising from it. This was the type of things that make
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Thaw…Outside, as far as the eye could see was a blanket of white pinned down by a dull grey sky. And yet, there it was…the sound that had go…

For Star Twister 54 – Spring
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Butterflies Float…She walked slowly down the narrow dirt lane, cupping in her hands the most beautiful butterfly she had ever seen.
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Dial Tone…Shrill and persistent, the phone woke Paul. / ‘Hello?’ / “Paul.” / The achingly familiar voice thrummed through him. Paul sat bolt uprigh…

For Flash Fiction’s Weekly Challenge Prompt – The phone rings in the middle of the night Word Count – 150 Inspiration – I have always been fascinated with EVP’s and Thomas Edison’s belief that spirits could communicate through electronics. Here’s hoping that one day, Thomas will call his own spirit phone!!
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Ilana at Benbulbin…Ilana at Benbulbin We were three sisters, and I was Ilana, the most beautiful, or so they said, the young men in Grange. We used to ha…

a fairy- tale about a married woman who falls in love with a beautiful sidhe

About This Group

Writers Edge is the place for your short stories.. That’s right, your short stories. We feel that writers need more recognition for their brilliant pieces of art, which sometimes go under appreciated. We however are here to ensure that it gets as much exposure as possible. We accept stories of all sorts. Ranging from deep fantasy to afterlife to detective work and what have you. Please be advise that we do not accept any other form of art such as photos, designs, journals, poems; none of them. Strictly Short Stories.