K. C. Wexlar

Joined July 2022

0 stories

Bio

Sweet, scary and strange but always satisfying.

Achievements (1)

Runner-Up in Sky's the Limit Challenge

Stories (14/0)

How I Met Your Dad
Oh baby boy I’ll tell you how Mom and Dad First met On a cold eve At the bar A bash for a pal I may not have gone out at all
By K. C. Wexlar5 months ago in Poets
A Private Client
In the movies the criminal avoids a male bank teller, but I had to take my chances that he wouldn’t try to be a hero. “You don’t have to do this,” his arms were up, eyes meeting mine behind the old ski mask.
By K. C. Wexlar5 months ago in Fiction
Three's a Crowd
Did it even occur to you? I Still Think and Remember All those ways you Came To Invoke Only my true heart? No--- you're already talking to her.
By K. C. Wexlar6 months ago in Poets
My AI Alibi
It had started as minor glitches, or so it seemed. My car's key fob wouldn't work in the train station parking lot, or the smart door locked me out. The company had said some of that was to be expected.
By K. C. Wexlar7 months ago in Fiction
Top Story - April 2023
Reserve ParachuteTop Story - April 2023
It doesn't truly hit me until the plane's rickety doors swing open to reveal the expanse of blinding blue sky that I realize we're meant to jump - right now.
By K. C. Wexlar8 months ago in Fiction
The Boomerang Lounge
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. My splotched complexion - a mix of last night's make-up and cracked lips- running on minimal sleep and Adderall, a face I avoided most mornings as if that would somehow help hide the way I'd been living, had vanished.
By K. C. Wexlar8 months ago in Fiction
Stowaway
We'd been enslaved right after my seventeenth birthday, my planet just another in the Monzon Emporer's pocket. His unchecked power had run across our galaxy for a decade, and our leaders' passivity eventually left us as lambs for the slaughter. Monzon armies had overrun our outdated and woefully unprepared military in a few weeks - my planet, its resources and people carved out like the butchering of a cow.
By K. C. Wexlar9 months ago in Fiction
Cashmere
They say the best memories are forged in college. We find our kindred spirits, best friends, and if lucky - the love of our life. Rebecca considered the strange way this luck had twisted, like how her car wound down the blind curves and bumps of desolate Country Road 25.
By K. C. Wexlarabout a year ago in Fiction
The Green Amulet
Agni eyed the tiny human as it floundered through the tall field grass and instantly found it odd that none of the large ones were with it. The way it shrieked and howled she was certain that one of them would come, but alas it looked like this little creature was destined to become someone’s prey.
By K. C. Wexlarabout a year ago in Fiction
Take Off
Veronica sits on the edge of her first-class seat, fiendishly chewing her ginger ale's straw into a knot. She made a horrible mistake, and she knew it. Was it too late? Her mind raced back over the last twelve hours.
By K. C. Wexlarabout a year ago in Fiction
The One You Don't See Coming
RING! Round One. The bell clanged as Ethan shuffled toward me. His adrenaline must've been so high I could practically see his organs vibrating. He threw a few quick jabs, landing the last on my chin. I got my hands up fast. As usual, Ethan was coming in hot, but I had my own strategy.
By K. C. Wexlarabout a year ago in Fiction
Climbing the Ladder
The lifeguard's legs stretched outward, two tanned highways to the land of milk and honey, as she lorded over the empty diving pool. I felt her judgy gaze as I mounted the ladder, but today I had to show my four-year-old his mommy was brave.
By K. C. Wexlarabout a year ago in Families