Stories tagged “curse”
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Release
The rain poured down while she laughed. He loved her. His eyes burned with unspoken feeling. When did it happen? After years spent searching, Mela would be free of her curse. Fate had brought them together. She leaned against an old elm tree. He had on...
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Release
The rain poured down while she laughed. He loved her. His eyes burned with unspoken feeling. When did it happen? After years spent searching, Mela would be free of her curse. Fate had brought them together. She leaned against an old elm tree. He had on...
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A Run of Bad Luck
My dad didn’t admit it to me until my 40th, but by then I’d already figured it out. I mean, come on — that kind of bad luck is no coincidence, even though I’d tried for a damn long time to write it off that way. 5th birthday. My...
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The Curse of the Ear
“Henry! Stop!” came a voice from behind Henry. Henry turned around to find his friend Ray standing behind him. “Roy! Howd’ you get here?” “Don’t put the ear on, Henry. It is cursed! It takes away your hearing!&...
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My Problem
They told me it was a gift, but I view it as a curse. I’m 18 years old. And I can kill people by touching them. The first time I used my power was when I was a kid. 11 years old. There was a bully. I would tell you his name, but I have forgotten ...
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The Curse of the Housekeeper
The next morning, as Celia prepared breakfast, the door flew open. Mariam swayed in the doorway, her face gaunt and her eyes wild with fear. “Did the storm shake y’last night, Mariam?” Celia had asked, but Mariam wouldn’t answer...
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Keep Yourself out of the Burner
She was right; Max’s father, called Master Stevens by everybody in town, probably wished that his eldest & only son was a bit more orthodox, to spare the Stevens name from further suspicion or shame. “Why, were you lookin’ for him...
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If You Read this, You Will Die
The creature stares at you, the avid Ficly reader, from the other side of your computer screen, and says, “If you are reading this, you will die.”
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Violet
She hated her name as much as the cliché for which it stood. Violet had to be coaxed and cajoled out of her shell by those who found her pretty. When her father had arranged her to marry a jeweler from Oxford she thought it a blessing. But on their we...
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The Cursed Sword 1
I walked in, with the sword in my hands. When Danica saw me she smiled, but when her eyes drifted to the sword, she paled and jumped back. She put a huge distance between us. “Where did you find the sword?” she said, voice shaking. “S...
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The Cursed Sword 2
“That sword has three names. Letum, Excessum, and Mors Mortis. They are all latin. They mean death. Anyone who uses this sword is driven mad. One man jumped off a cliff. Another drowned himself. It’s last owner killed himself with the very ...
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Finding the Exact Words
The coffee shop was noisy- a symphony of quiet motors, dozens of conversations, and steady calls for espressos. It was alive, swirling with vibrancy, and chaos. Jeremy hated it all. Sitting in a booth by himself, he stared at the words in his book, and...