100-word Story

“Are you sure of this? Because once you leave, these doors will be closed to you forever!” he declared, sneering.

“Yes, I am sure. I am never coming back. My dignity matters more to me than having a boyfriend,” she replied, heaving her bags outside the door.

A cab appeared on the road and honked for her.

“Well, bye,” she said, heaving her luggage down the stairs to the road.

“Wait! Don’t leave me! I will die!” he shouted, lunging, jumping out the door, stumbling on the steps.

She called the emergency services while on her way to the airport.


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In deed, I am somewhat of a coward.

In the written word, I find the power within.

In deed, I seldom raise my voice or open my mouth.

In the written word, I speak freely.

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Parting Gift

Last night, you did something unexpected.
You watered the plants in the balcony. You restocked the fridge.
That is the most you have ever done for me in six years.
Ironically, last night was also when you left forever.
After years of not doing the laundry or putting the dishes in the dishwasher,
You left me a parting gift.
To let me know that what we had mattered to you. Even if a little.

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#nanohorror #nanotales

"I raised you from the ashes. You are my little Phoenix," she said to the hand.
It had come out of her womb after nine months, severed above the elbow.
It gave her a thumbs up in reply, and crawled away to execute its next assignment.

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#teatime #homipoems

I still remember that time when you asked me out to tea,
I was thrilled that of all the hunky boys in class, you chose me.
Little did I know that for you it was all a game,
Since you left me hanging, it has never been the same.

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#bloodydesires

I don't want chocolates, or lace lingerie.
I don't want vanilla candles, or silken sheets.
All I need is your undivided attention,
And that sweet mouth and that sexiness.

Tonight.

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When Homi Met Vlad

Homi: Perce, I think I will write to Vlad and invite him to tea.

Me: Ok, first off, Vlad lives in a castle in the remote Carpathians in Romania. Second, he drinks only blood.

Homi: Offo! First off, he can fly from Bucharest to Mumbai. Second, a man could use a change of taste after having had the same drink for three centuries.

Me ( facepalming): Just don't feed him ginger tea. Poor sod will die of an allergic reaction.

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The Girl Dracula Loved

Reporter: Sir, in your bestselling horror novel series, The Adventures of Vlad The Impaler, you keep referring to the only woman you ever loved. Who is she?

Dracula: Mina Harker. She was the one who got away.

Reporter: Are you mad she left you?

Dracula: No, why would I be? I was foolish to believe she would love me. She loved Jon Harker. I couldn't force her to love me, live with me, become who I am. I respect the choice she made.

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Dracula's idea of hurtful love

Question: When does love hurt, Count Dracula?

Dracula: When she stabs you in the heart with a wooden stake.

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If Dracula had an account on a dating site:

Name: Vlad Dracula
Age: 300 years
Height: 7 ft
Status: Single since 3 centuries
Race: Caucasian
Nationality: Romanian
Address: Somewhere in the Carpathian mountains, Eastern Europe, near Transylvania, Romania. Big beautiful castle with a Gothic feel and charm.
Favorite food: Blood, preferably human.
Favorite drink: Erm...blood
Hobby: Reading, Scaring humans
Favorite song: Cannibal by Kesha

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