Jyme Pride
Bio
Ever the dreamer, I live to imagine and inspire. Professor, artist, former news reporter...I always say, "Magic is in the details of life." This is my story. Now tell me yours.
Stories (3/0)
TUBULAR
EVEN IN THE pounding rain, the necklace Rose held above her head glimmered in Caledon’s eyes. On the necklace was the Heart of the Ocean—a priceless gem that meant everything to the young bumptious tycoon. A great deal of conning had gone into acquiring the stone, and, if it came down to it, Caledon Hockley would rather ditch one-thrid of his steelworks fortune than lose the diamond. And now this . . . this child of a woman, with her two-bit ragamuffin boyfriend, Jack, seem to think they can steal it from him? No way! Caledon dug the pistol tighter against Jack’s cheek and threatened to pull the trigger.
By Jyme Pride2 years ago in Fiction
HAIL MERRY
THE CABIN IN the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burning in the window made Matt’s head swim. Either it was there, or it wasn’t. At the moment, he really wasn’t quite sure. He’d been seeing strange things here lately because of Clementine’s death. To him, all the world seemed a blur. The confusion was inside him. What was up might be down, and what was down just might be up. So that, this ghostly light in the far distance might not really be there at all. And not being sure just exactly what it was, Matt paused, one foot raised in mid-step. He was walking at the time over dry twigs and pine needles, walking as focused and as carefully as he possibly could, aiming not to make any sound, and became slightly disoriented by the mysterious light. It broke his concentration.
By Jyme Pride2 years ago in Horror
VARIANT OF THE VALE
THERE WEREN’T always dragons in the Valley. Before they came, it was the fairies who’d caused all the mayhem. Small things like blowing freshly washed laundry off clotheslines or ruffling up girls’ dresses with hardly any wind to speak of, might seem trivial compared to overturned wagons carrying much needed supplies to distant villages hard hit by viral epidemics, but they’re all the same when it comes to the mischief these fairies are known for. So that, after a while, given the fact bad things do happen, people began placing blame on them for practically everything imaginable.
By Jyme Pride2 years ago in Fiction
