Today’s post is a short story that I wrote as part of an assignment in one of my classes. The assignment was to write a short story in 300 words or less. Being honest, I didn’t think I could write something with such limited amount of words, but this exercise proved otherwise. I hope you like it.

Kiss of Death

She was sexy, breathtaking. She looked at me from across the room with flirting eyes as she gently bit half of her bottom lip, inviting me to give into my desires. She was wearing a stunning red dress that match perfectly with her lipstick. Her hair was dark, just like her enigmatic eyes. I took a sip from my glass with my eyes fixed on such beauty. I was hoping the booze would calm the beast inside me, but it fueled it even more. She knew she had my attention and decided to walk towards me, slowly, almost as if calculating every step she took. Once she got to my table she sat down.

“I’m guessing no one is sitting here?” she said.

“No,” I replied.

“Great! Let’s cut to the chase,” she said as she caressed my hand still hanging on to the glass.

I couldn’t help but to admire her wonderful body and as I was getting lost in her presence, she brought me back to the conversation.

“I’ll tell you what,” she slowly pulled a coin out of her bra. “We’ll flip a coin. If you win, you get a kiss. If you lose, I’ll walk away. Heads or tails?”

“Heads,” I said.

She flipped the coin. “You win,” she said and slowly got close to me. As I was about to give into the desire, I backed away.

“I can’t.” I pointed to the ring on my left hand.

“Too bad,” she said smiling and tossed the coin at me. “Keep it until next time.”

“There won’t be a next time.”

“It’s inevitable that we meet again, for I am death.”

I woke up abruptly from my dream, sweating, my heart racing, and noticed I was holding the exact same coin in my right hand.

I really enjoy writing short stories; maybe not as short as the Kiss of Death story but I enjoy writing them. It is important, as a writer, to let your imagination flow. That is one of the things that I like the most about writing, there are not boundaries, not limits as to where your mind can take you. However, if every now and then you set some boundaries to your writing, you might be pleasantly surprised at what you can do. I invite you to give it a try.

Like always, happy writing!