This is a series of short stories I wrote for The Fabulous Spec-Fic Smack Down on Wattpad, which required me to write flash fiction, short stories, drabbles, and poetry inspired by prompts that qualified as Speculative Fiction. Speculative Fiction is a genre that’s basically a mash-up of whatever you want it to be, commonly Sci Fi, Fantasy, Horror, but by definition, anything goes. Alternate timelines and universes are pretty common in Spec Fic, too. Flash fiction is a story shorter than typical Short Stories, and drabbles are exactly 100 words in length.

This was a writing experiment for me, because:- I had never written Speculative Fiction.- Or flash fiction.- Or drabbles.​​​​​​​- Or from an image prompt.

Somehow, I survived the eliminations until round four, part one. I decided to keep following the contest on my own, so as long as it's running, I'll keep adding chapters within the deadline based on the prompts provided. But I won't stop when the contest ends. This has been such a fun project, so I've decided to pull prompts from various sources and keep it going as long as I can.

Note: Word count varies with the application used. All the word counts here come from Google Docs

Contracts control a person and the law controls the contract . Loopholes are naturally found just like how people are not allowed to sign legal contracts when they are minors there are also laws that count the age of the person allowing them to predict when they are not minors anymore .

Karma just hit 20 at night about to sleep before someone decided to pouch him into a contract . Now plunged into a new world upon having the right age to sign some contract that originates from several higher figures . But contracts like this seem so familiar to him who is like a devil with a human face that can even make the devil think he is the real devil .

In the small town of Crestwood, a mysterious newcomer named Aqua arrives, seeking refuge from a haunting past. With each move, she hopes to outrun the sinister coven that relentlessly pursues her, their dark intentions threatening to consume her very existence.Aqua's life takes an unexpected turn when she encounters Damon, a charismatic and alluring figure who is drawn to her enigmatic aura. Despite her reservations, Aqua finds herself inexplicably drawn to Damon, his presence offering both comfort and danger.

As kids, we are told many fairy tales, a flying boy is named peter pan, snow white who lives with seven dwarfs, and even well-known wizards named Merlin and Ambrose. What if Rachelle Bugh, from Mildura, Victoria, Australia goes out into the bush land for a walk only to discover a deer standing in front of a strange wooden archway formed by two trees? Her life is turned upside down once she is passed through them, now she is in an unknown land and having to work with complete strangers and fight for a spot in a magic school to make it look like she fits in so she can go home.

Y/n a seemingly normal boy, with a knack for fighting, is about to have his life changed forever but let's take a step back. This young man lived a normal life with his overlay energetic and hyper childhood friend named Akko. He honestly could never keep up with her, but still enjoyed her company. She absolutely loves magic and wants to be a witch one day, and he supports her in every way, but with every good thing, it all has to comes to an end. The pair got separated when the boy's father got promoted and had to move to another location to continue his work. The boy vows he'll find her somehow, no matter what or who gets in his way. That was 10 years ago, and now he's about to embark on a strange but wondrous journey. He somehow gets invited to Luna Nova Witch Academy, a school for girls. Now not only is that odd, but he also discovers he has a power not seen since the golden age of magic. A power called Prana. What could this mean, and what mysteries lie in wait for this young man? Well, you'll have to read and see. Join Y/n on his journey of action, mystery, magic and love.

A dream I had.

A Vision I had.

A Vision I had.

Cthulhu Mythos poem.

Cthulhu Mythos poem.

A fantasy poem.

~Prolog~

In the dark and silent forest, on the edge of a small village hidden from the world's view, there is a group of women gathered under the dim moonlight. They stand among the towering trees, speaking in low and secretive voices.

They are witches, women considered to possess magical powers and a connection to the supernatural world. In the eyes of the authoritarian church authorities, they are enemies to be destroyed, living in fear of capture and cruel execution.

That night, terrifying shadows lurk among the trees, searching for signs of the women who are deemed a threat to church authority. In the enveloping silence, heavy footsteps draw near, echoing dreadful fear in their hearts.

Suddenly, the ground around them trembles, and swiftly, a force of guards led by church emissaries descends upon their hiding place. In an instant, the women are surrounded by armed soldiers, their eyes gleaming with undeniable malevolence.

"Surrender, witches!" the leader of the guards bellows, his voice resounding throughout the forest. "By this, you are accused of practicing black magic and conspiring with evil forces. You will face the punishment decreed by the church!"

The women feel their breath catch as they gaze towards their enemies, their weakened powers helpless against the unbeatable force. Yet, despite knowing their fate may be sealed, they remain steadfast in their beliefs, refusing to surrender easily.

In a swift and brutal assault, the women are dragged from their hiding place and brought to the rigged court of the church, where false accusations and cruel punishments await them. Before the unyielding church authorities, they are forced to face baseless charges, devoid of justice or mercy.

In the brief trial that ensues, the women are condemned on unfounded accusations, with no convincing evidence or chance to defend themselves. They are tortured and brutally interrogated, coerced into confessing to crimes they did not commit, until ultimately they are sentenced to death as a warning to anyone who dares to challenge the church's power.

And on that dark night, amidst the silent forest, the flames of the stake burn bright, raging with terrifying ferocity. The women are bound to stakes made of hard, dry wood, their bodies engulfed in the consuming fire.

Yet, though their bodies may be consumed by the blazing flames, their souls remain steadfast in their beliefs, refusing to surrender to the darkness that threatens them. With unwavering courage, they face death with heads held high and hearts unyielding, declaring to the world that even though they may fall, they will never succumb to the evil that surrounds them.

And on that dark night, among the shadows that blanket the land, there shines a small light: hope for change, and a belief that goodness will triumph over darkness.