izzibella Beau

A therapeutic couple exercise, a retreat to conquer fear, and bring them closer mentally and physically. Trapped 100 feet below the water, Sydney and Jon shared a single oxygen tank. The gauge dipped rapidly — panic set in. Jon’s breaths grew shallow, his eyes pleading. Sydney hesitated, then yanked the regulator from his mouth, claiming it for herself. Jon’s thrashing slowed, his body sinking as he reached for her. Guilt clawed at her as she surfaced, gasping.

Random Word/Drabble RWDrabble 2.0.064/Market Izzibella Beau · Follow Published in Fiction Shorts · 2 min read · -- Today’s twist is to make the entire story all dialogue Photo by Horst Joachims on Unsplash “Did you hear about the market?” “They found another one?” “Yeah. Found her down past the apple cart. Pale skin, dark hair, red lips — just like the others. And that phrase again.” “What was that?” “Someone heard it. A whisper: ‘Who’s the fairest one of all?’ Then they found her.

Member-only story Drabble/Random Word RWDrabble 2.0.062/Eighteen Izzibella Beau · Follow Published in Fiction Shorts · Just now -- Today’s twist is a fly on the wall overhears… Grok I clung to the wall of the big eighteen-wheeler truck, feeling the rumble of the engine beneath my feet. The trucker’s voice crackled through the cab as he talked to his wife on the phone. “Yeah, honey, just a few more miles,” he said, his voice tired but warm. “I’ll be home soon.