Author Archives: Nique Lektra

The Dossier

She had never seen such a large collection of information on one person. Even in the movies the files agents had on people were an inch or two thick. And that was for an adult. She stared at the manuscript. … Continue reading

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Message in a Bottle

Prompt: You’re enjoying making sandcastles at the beach when the ocean waves wash up a message in a bottle. You pull out the message. What does it say? They had been enjoying their day away from the farm. It was … Continue reading

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Human Again

Thunder rolled, loud and fast on the tail of the lightening which had preceded it just moments before. Rain could not be falling faster or harder if it tried. Streams of water which could not make it down the drains … Continue reading

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Liebster Award :D

The awesome TurboBlaze has nominated my blog for the Liebster Award, and I’m so pleased and surprised! Been feeling really unmotivated and uninspired lately, but definitely aiming to write more regularly, especially with this boost to my efforts. Thanks again … Continue reading

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Requited Love

Oh, be still my beating heart, for the anguish that runs through my veins is nigh unbearable. How can my family be so blind, so unforgiving to the love which courses through my body? She moved from the centre of … Continue reading

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Always Read The Label

“Check it out!” she exclaimed at last as the bedroom door was carefully closed tight and she was joined on the bed by her best friend. The package between them, and they huddled close together. The excitement in the room … Continue reading

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Calling Mr. Sandman

She tossed and turned. Side. Back. Other side. Front. She mashed her pillow with her fist. Gripped her stuffed toy companion for comfort in the hope that it would help to settle her. Covers off. Covers on. Half off. Covers … Continue reading

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