Melissa Ingoldsby
Bio
I am a published author on Patheos.
I am Bexley is published by Resurgence Novels here.
The Half Paper Moon is available on Golden Storyline Books for Kindle.
My novella Carnivorous is to be published by Eukalypto soon! Coming soon
Stories (1079/0)
Jagged
jagged, I cut open my wall and I saw the emptiness inside the mirror. The mirror that made up society. The dead rat that was full of saw dust and full of trash, I saw hatred and they all had it for each other, they just wore masks, some hide it better than others but I don’t I am free I am free I am—-
By Melissa Ingoldsby12 months ago in Fiction
Scary story
he crosses his arms, he rolls his eyes, runs around, he’s never tired. He’s at the top of the residence building. He is deciding whether or not to steal. It’s an antique mirror worth hundreds of dollars. It is from an elderly woman his mother is friend’s with, he was working at the house to fix the shower head.
By Melissa Ingoldsby12 months ago in Fiction
Invisible
“I heard… t-that if a ghost talks to you in a dream, be prepared to die,” I choked out at my dearly departed beloved. Her ghostly cries echo past her lips, time stands still yet moves quickly. “What about a kiss?” She whispers far away, yet the words hit my ear.
By Melissa Ingoldsby12 months ago in Fiction
Eaten alive
Lisa, oh my darling sweet Lisa, Please don’t be upset, Please just let me expla—- “It’s a great story I’ll bet,” she whispers in a scathing, dark way. My spine hurts from constantly shivering, and her scowl turns into a dark grin. My heart is always pounding so loud like a jack hammer into my lungs yet somehow silent. If she hears it beating too loud, she’ll get angrier. I just got home a little late. I just wanted to take a relaxing drive. But that was too late. I was out of line. I parked the car wrong, too. Too many mistakes. The neighbor yelled about how I parked the car. She had enough.
By Melissa Ingoldsby12 months ago in Poets