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Grace (fictionaladventures) | 147 comments I have written a short story, and I'd love critiques - both constructively negative and positive!


After the door shut and the footsteps died I curled in on myself and collapsed against the carpet. The tears I'd been trying to hold back gave way to the silence and soon they caked my face like a second skin. My gasping sobs tore through the chilly night air. I hugged my thin jacket closer to my body and pushed myself up by my elbow, leaning against the solid door.

How could he be gone? How could something so simple as a gunshot rip the ties that held us together?

I bit my tongue to keep from crying more. Tucking a strand of dark hair behind my ear, I struggled to my feet and wobbled across the darkly lit room in my gray stilettos. My dress snagged on one of the heels and tore a slit down the side. But I still managed to make it to the mirror on the opposite wall, resting a hand to the side of it to keep my balance.

I’d come to this room, our usual rendezvous point, about an hour earlier dressed up and ready for my secret outing with Brian. I waited and waited, barely noticing the minutes ticking on the little clock by the wide-open window. I knew he’d come.

I thought he’d come.

But that was before the man in uniform knocked on the door and told me Brian had been murdered.

How could this be happening? My sweet, sweet Brian Loffley. My protector and my lover. My dark haired knight who rode his shining steed to my rescue whenever I needed him.

One hand cupped my chin while the other stroked my wind-blown hair. Brian’s beautiful face softened as my eyes began to dampen. I couldn’t stop staring. At his eyes, at his lips, at the slight stubble on his chin. Our faces moved together by an unseen force. His lips were as soft as I’d imagined and I wrapped my arms around his neck as he kissed me for the very first time, standing on the rooftop of my mother’s apartment.

A sob racked my body and I yelled for all Heaven and Hell to hear. I yelled at Fate, at Love, at the mirror in front of me, and at the bullet that pierced Brian’s heart.

My heart.

I clenched my teeth and clawed at the lock to the side of my disheveled reflection, letting it swing open to reveal the small dagger I always kept hidden on the shelf behind the mirror in case of emergencies. I wrapped my trembling fingers around its hilt and backed away cautiously.

Brian and I were sprawled on the checkered picnic blanket in the park. My head rested in the crook of his shoulder.

Placing the sharpened point against my chest, over my heart, I whispered a vow to Brian:

“I told you I couldn’t live without you.”

“I can’t live without you, Brian.” He pushed a strand of hair away from my face and smiled at me.

“And I still can’t! I can’t bear the thought of going one more minute without hearing your voice!”

“Sure you can,” he whispered, his lips tickling my ear.

“So this is something I have to do.” I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself. “I have to do this. For you, Brian.”

I nuzzled closer and he pulled me tighter against him.

“For us!”

“Never let me go?” I asked, reaching a hand to his jaw.

“I love you,” I whispered to the empty darkness. I pressed the dagger closer and watched in horror as a small stream of blood trickled down my dress.

He twined his fingers with mine. “Never.”

“Sophia!” a voice called.

My blood grew cold in my veins.

The voice was Brian’s. My Brian.

The dagger cluttered to the floor as I spun around, abandoning my attempts.

Standing on the ridge of the open window, one hand on the frame and the other outstretched, was Brian.

For a minute I just stood in the center of the room staring at him, too stunned to move.

“Sophia,” he repeated softly, leaping from the windowsill to land on the carpet with a soft thump.

My heart contracted in my chest and I ran to him without thinking. He placed his hands on my waist and spun me around in the air, just like he used to when he was alive.

When he was alive.

I quickly pushed myself away from him. “But – but you’re dead!” I pointed a shaky finger at him accusingly.

He held up his hands in surrender and the corner of his mouth tugged upward. “That doesn’t seem to be the case to me.” He tried to take a step closer but I stumbled backwards, keeping a painful but necessary distance between us.

I shook my head violently. “A police officer came to my door and told me you died. You were shot and killed. How do you plan to explain yourself?”

Brian – or the figment of my overactive imagination – sighed. It was the first glimpse he’d shown me of any sorrow he possessed.

“I’m not going to try to explain, because I don’t quite understand what happened back there myself.”

I bit the inside of my lip and tried my hardest not to falter.

“Who are you?” I croaked.

“Brian Loffley,” he declared. “Protector and lover of Sophia O’Donnell.” Seeing my unyielding expression, he tried to prove he was who he said he was, “I met you on March second at the zoo by the water park. April thirteenth I kissed you for the first time. The next day was our first date and on June twentieth we were married in the church by the stream, meeting in the dead of night to evade your mother.”

“You may now kiss the bride,” the priest pronounced. Brian bent to kiss me and I closed my eyes, welcoming the fireworks behind my eyelids.

My emotional wall crumbled and I fainted, waking in Brain’s strong arms. I smiled up at his shining face and stroked his stubble with the back of my hand.

“Is it really you? Or have I already killed myself and this is merely a dream before the afterlife?”

He laughed and it was the most breathtaking sound in the world.

“Never let me go?” I asked breathlessly.


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Grace (fictionaladventures) | 147 comments I posted two more pieces! The first is my book Something Else Entirely.

Fifteen year old Jade Toscano must learn how to recreate her life and her own self after she survives a crash that kills the rest of her family. Two unlikely friends - the bad boy, and the boy next door - request her acceptance of them, but Jade has to first come to terms with herself and her past. Or maybe one of them can morph her life into something else entirely.

Here's the link to that:

The second is the first edition in a short story series I'm writing called The Symptom, The Disease, and The Cure. This one is the Symptom. Link:

Please read and share the links with your friends because I need as much feedback and as many critiques as you can possibly fit into a few short pages :) Both positive AND negative comments can be made. Yes, if you hated it, TELL ME. But also tell me what you hated so I can improve my writing. That's what this is all about isn't it? So come read my writing and help me become an author! :D

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Grace (fictionaladventures) | 147 comments This is my short story called The Black Cords:

I really need it critiqued so please take a look at it! It's not very long and won't waste your time. Please tell me what I should improve! (But please put your comments under the story, not in this topic)

message 4: by Grace (last edited Sep 24, 2012 07:00PM) (new)

Grace (fictionaladventures) | 147 comments Recently wrote a new story, different from my usual genre (in my opinion). Take a look and help me improve it! Negative criticism is welcome as long as they are constructive! (critiques on STORY please, not here)

message 5: by Grace (last edited Sep 30, 2012 07:24AM) (new)

Grace (fictionaladventures) | 147 comments The Edge (a short story): Please check it out and give me critiques (if you don't like it, tell me WHY so I can improve!) Comments ON THE STORY please, not here.

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Grace (fictionaladventures) | 147 comments Added more to my book Something Else Entirely! Go check it out, and read from the beginning if you haven't yet!

Tell me what you think - if you like it or hate it, and tell me why :) I want to improve, so tell me anything that might help! (Comments on story PLEASE, not here)

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Grace (fictionaladventures) | 147 comments The link below is of a short prologue I wrote of a book I'm interested in writing. My plot so far has many gaps though, so I'd love for you guys to read this and comment (on the story, NOT here) with any ideas you have that might work for it.

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Grace (fictionaladventures) | 147 comments Wrote a new short story from the time of the Titanic called This Weightlessness. It's only four short chapters so I'd love for you guys to take a look and tell me what you think I can improve on! (comments ON THE STORY please, not here)

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Grace (fictionaladventures) | 147 comments So I finally got around to writing a sequel to my first posted short story, Inordinate. This one's called Exorbitant (Brian's POV) and there will be a third posted later today or tomorrow called Irrevocable.

In case you missed the first one:


I would love reviews and suggestions on how to improve - even negative reviews are welcome! Please comment ON THE STORY, though, not here.

message 10: by Grace (new)

Grace (fictionaladventures) | 147 comments And finally, the short story trilogy is completed:



And finally, Irrevocable:

Check it out and post your critiques! On the story, though, NOT here. Please and thank you :D

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Grace (fictionaladventures) | 147 comments Read this please! If you have a title suggestion, I've very open to them! (Comments on story please, NOT here)

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Grace (fictionaladventures) | 147 comments This is a short story called Lake Mors and I'd love to get critiques on it please! (Comments on story please, NOT here)

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Grace (fictionaladventures) | 147 comments Read this please and give me critiques! (Comments on story please, NOT here)

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Grace (fictionaladventures) | 147 comments So guys ... I wrote a Twilight parody :D (just the ending of it, though). Go read it: (comments ON THE STORY, not here)

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