Stories

Well..., when one needs to be cuddled....

A place for moggy's words to be shared. Poems and sayings.

Thank you for taking this journey with me.

WARNING: Mentions of Suicide

A man finds himself alone in his room, with photos taunting him.

Taunting, with no need for words.

Made as an antithesis to Can't A Guy Visit A Friend

This is a collection of stories in the form of One-Shot Shorts, Flash Fiction, and Prompt Responses from here on GA; and around the Web. A wide variety of different types of stories in different genres and styles.

A sequel to Brittle as a Bird. Joey's life has changed very much since Allen's death. So too, has Gene's life. Tormented by the past, Gene has estranged himself from his family. An incident will bring him back into Joey's life. Will he once again be able to find the love he so desperately wanted years before? Can a bridge be crossed to a distant past?

Prompt: https://i.pinimg.com/originals/29/4f/fe/294ffe7f90dbdbc53ee2f02f322a3f0e.jpg

Pernico + Drabble + Pratice + Speed Write

(Stories better if you don't look at prompt)

A place for random short stories

Prompt pieces in a high fantasy setting:
Teague Imlach is a young wizard. He's been brought up isolated on the mages' island since he was a toddler and is a bit awkward as a result. Now he discovers friendship for the first time. There is much to unearth from a person's past as you get to know them, especially if they have seen war, the edge of the known world, and lived a full life before you were even born.
And maybe there are different kinds of friendship.

Dreams. Not chronological.

It had been years since they last spoke on equal playing fields. How would they react, or you: being locked in a room with your worse enemy, primary best friend. Though today, everything changes as two young boys struggle to find themselves amongst a bitter rivalry. Will they makeup and abandon their woes or will they further the confusion and mistaken mutual feelings for more bitterness. Who We Are is a story about finding yourself in the midst of confusion and mending old wounds.