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danricewrites@danricewrites· Jul 13

The monster turned its regard on them, eyes pools of oil large enough to dive into. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #wipsnips

Wincing, Robbie picked up the pace even though his left ankle throbbed with every step. In the intersection levitated a dracopisces the size of a box truck with writhing tentacle mouths thicker than telephone poles, and almost as long. The monster turned its regard on them, eyes pools of oil large enough to dive into.

danricewrites@danricewrites· Jun 23

The referee placed the ball at the penalty kick stop and stepped aside. #wipsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

The referee placed the ball at the penalty kick stop and stepped aside. The goalie, tall and lean, in a blinding neon pink uniform, bounced on his feet. Reminding himself not to overthink things, Robbie picked his spot and ran toward the ball. All sensation faded—the warmth of the sun, the scent of the grass, the buzz of tense conversation from the sidelines, distant whistles—as he completely focused on the putting the ball exactly where he wanted it.

danricewrites@danricewrites· Jun 14

Evander suspected the archaic projectile weapon wouldn’t be effective against a dracopisces… #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #wipsnips

n the present, the elevator dinged and stopped at the lobby. Gage drew his pistol. Evander suspected the archaic projectile weapon wouldn’t be effective against a dracopisces unless the monsters w.jpg

danricewrites@danricewrites· Jun 8

Smelling air saturated with beer-breath only reinforced his negative bias. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #wipsnips

He possessed the distinct memory that the alcohol tasted vile and, from that day onward, never understood why anyone would ever want to drink beer or any other alcoholic beverage. Smelling air saturated with beer-breath only reinforced his negative bias.
“Why do you guys have your hands up?” the man asked.
“Sir, you have a gun,” Lucas said, voice tremulous and tone polite.
The man stared at the gun in his hand. “Oh, that I do.”

danricewrites@danricewrites· Jun 5

…but the monster remained attached to the trunk. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #wipsnips

Bridget hit the brakes. Tires squealed. She wrenched the steering wheel to the left. Tentacle mouths flopped against the roof and sides of the vehicle. Through the rearview mirror, she glimpsed the shadowy form of the dracopisces sway to and fro, but the monster remained attached to the trunk.

danricewrites@danricewrites· Jun 1

…at the loss of her touch, Evander felt irrevocably alone. #wipsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Another crash against the door. This time, causing the metal to bulge.
“You must find the failsafe.” She withdrew her hand, and at the loss of her touch, Evander felt irrevocably alone. “They might be able to follow you.” She moved to the terminal. “Be pre…”
Her words were cut off by the TimePod’s hatch sliding shut with a loud thump.

danricewrites@danricewrites· May 30

He had already seen enough dead bodies, live and in person, for a lifetime. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #wipsnips

Robbie glimpsed the dead hotel clerk as he passed the front desk and immediately looked away. He had already seen enough dead bodies, live and in person, for a lifetime. The corpses made him feel helpless and wonder why he strove to survive this nightmare. When the inevitability of death was thrust right up into his face, the reality that they were all a thin thread from being a lifeless meat bag of bones and fluids, part of him wanted to give up. Yet, he kept moving for now, at least, because doing nothing meant surrendering to despair.

danricewrites@danricewrites· May 26

He didn’t feel brave… #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #wipsnips

“I thought I was going to die. I thought we were going to die. Thanks for helping me. For not leaving me. You’re really brave, Robbie. I owe you my life.”
Robbie heard Evander rummaging around the storage closet in the breakroom. He glanced at his friend, but couldn’t meet Lucas’s gaze. He didn’t feel brave, and he recalled, with guilt and self-recrimination, how he had been tempted to abandon Lucas. To abandon his best friend in the whole world. To run and never look back. “You don’t owe me anything. I did exactly what you would’ve done if our roles were reversed.”

danricewrites@danricewrites· May 25

Tentacles flailed, mouths snapping with audible clicks and clacks… #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #wipsnips

“Run!” Robbie screamed as the glass rained to the carpet and the drapery bulged, tangling up the monster.
Tentacles flailed, mouths snapping with audible clicks and clacks, spraying spittle, as they tore gashes into the drapery. From each mouth escaped translucent, reeking fumes—an acrid stench like the blackest of smoke and the stink of the graveyard remains of the dead baked in an inferno deep in the monster’s bowels. Robbie turned and ran before the disgusting smells made him gag.

danricewrites@danricewrites· May 24

"…a particle accelerator is required." #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #wipsnips

You said it is created in a lab?”
“Yes, a particle accelerator is required,” Evander said.
“Cool.” Lucas continued typing. “Particle accelerator in San Francisco.”
Evander bounced on his toes, allowing himself a swell of pride. Mother would be proud. Despite all the setbacks, he’d soon know the location of Apocalypsium-99. Before the search results were displayed, a loud thrum echoed through the lobby, and the power went out.

danricewrites@danricewrites· May 23

…they didn’t seem like stardust. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #wipsnips

But as the terrible cacophony rang in his ears, and he watched the frightened teens, they didn’t seem like stardust. No, they were indisputably as alive and vital as he. Could he turn his back and allow them to die? His mother was scheming and analytical to a fault. Every contingency planned for, every I dotted and T crossed, and the mission raised on a pedestal above all else, above herself and above him. She could be like that and sleep soundly at night. But could he? Besides, they possessed phones. Maybe they were the allies he needed.
The glass shattered.

danricewrites@danricewrites· May 11

The void… #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Even so, that was not the worst of it. Somehow, bizarrely, it was the twin eyes, the only eyes for the tentacle mouths were eyeless, above the creature’s enormous gaping maw that were the worst. They were twin holes of nothingness, reflecting nothing, black as space-time without the dimmest glimmer of a solitary star or anything else. Those voids seemed to inhale his soul, gnaw at his sanity, to pull at some incorporeal but essential part of himself with the inevitability of black holes.

danricewrites@danricewrites· May 3

Reset for the strike… #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

A mouth bit at a boy—oh, my god, it was Grady—nearly sinking its fangs into the back of his neck, but Mr. Rodriguez was beside him and slammed his shoulder into Grady. The boy pinballed sideways into the wall, the tentacle mouth missing him by inches. The grasping feeler quickly reset, striking with the quicksilver ferocity of a cornered viper. Glistening teeth sank into Mr. Rodriguez’s face, causing welters of blood, dragging him down and pulling toward more hissing and snapping maws. The chaperone might have screamed, but if so, his final vocalizations drowned in the din. At least, he did not die in vain: Grady escaped the questing tentacles for the elevator bay.

danricewrites@danricewrites· Apr 28

What a repast! #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #wipsnips

Next to Robbie, Lucas picked at the side of broccoli, having complained earlier that any greens not drenched in oyster sauce weren’t worth eating. As for Robbie, he leaned back in his chair, pleasantly full after eating the chicken fettuccine alfredo. The plate before him appeared nearly licked clean. He might have done so if he were at home—the creamy sauce was that good and such low-brow behavior had the added benefit of disgusting his little sister Sadie—but he didn’t dare do something so uncouth where the chaperones, or more importantly, Coach Lovac, might observe him.

danricewrites@danricewrites· Apr 27

Do you agree? #mondaythoughts #mondaymotivation #writingcommunity #writesky

“Science fiction stories reflect major issues that concern humanity.”

danricewrites@danricewrites· Apr 23

Evander dare not slip from the path… #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Evander maneuvered toward a narrow cleft on the cliffside when, once again, he slipped. For a moment, the world spun like a carousel—blue sky, vast ocean, dark cave, rushing waves—and flailed his arms, fearing he’d topple from the tight pathway to the churning water below. This time, he caught himself on the wall of the cave, instead of falling on his butt or worse into the water below.
“Idiot,” he chided himself and absently chewed on his lower lip, a bad habit Mother always criticized him for, but was never able to break him of. “The drug must not be entirely worn off.”

danricewrites@danricewrites· Apr 20

Barnes & Noble selected The Bane of Dragons as a Top Indie Favorite. #booksky #writesky #yafantasy

danricewrites@danricewrites· Apr 19

The Bane of Dragons drops on 4/20/2026. A B&N Teens & YA: Top Indie Favorite Link: www.amazon.com/Bane-Dragons... #booksky #writesky #fantasybooks #yabooks

danricewrites@danricewrites· Apr 17

Low gravity, big leaps… pre-order The Bane of Dragons: www.amazon.com/Bane-Dragons... #newrelease #yabooks #SCIFIFRI #writingprompts #booksky

Kyt leaps from the floor, the low artificial gravity allowing her to float nearly a quarter of the way up the curved wall. It looks like she’s about to crash into the wall, but instead she lands gently on all limbs, finding finger and toe holes between the innumerable screens.

danricewrites@danricewrites· Apr 15

You better leave her family alone… Pre-order The Bane of Dragons: www.amazon.com/gp/product/B... #newrelease #yabooks #fantasybooks #bookqw #writingpromps #writesky #booksky

“What’s that behind you, archmagus?” the airship captain says with a predatory glint in her maniacal eyes. “Is that Bria? Heh. The naughty faery girl?”

Bria hisses. A heartbeat later, Titus stands on Bergman’s shoulders, hackles up, hissing.

I step between Bergman and my family. “Leave Bria alone.”

danricewrites@danricewrites· Apr 13

B&N Top Indie Pick www.barnesandnoble.com/b/top-indie-... #booksky #writesky #yabooks

The writing style is intelligent and completely immersive, and Rice knows just how to mix organic world-building with tech. —Readers’ Favorite

danricewrites@danricewrites· Apr 9

The wrong kind of stuff…? A B&N Teens & YA: Top Indie Favorites Preorder The Bane of Dragons: www.amazon.com/Bane-Dragons... #WriteSky #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity #booksky

“I thought you were a survivor,” I say. “Why would a survivor consume faery blood?”

Gore licks his upper lip, and a trickle of sweat runs down his forehead. “I’ve put all kinds of stuff in my body.”

danricewrites@danricewrites· Apr 8

Allison and Titus don't mix… preorder The Bane of Dragons: www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-bane-o... #yabooks #teenbooks #booksky #writingprompt #newrelease #bookqw

Mauve and I cruise the oval hallway stopping at the door to our cabin, Berth 101 reads the placard half a foot above a rectangular key card reader. My pulse quickens at the sight of a black feline sitting pressed against the door. Even the sleeper stirs, perturbed.

“Why is that here?” I point at the black cat staring at me with startling yellow eyes.

Mauve bends down and gently pets the cat. “It’s only Titus.”

danricewrites@danricewrites· Apr 8

Mind blown! The Bane of Dragons is a @barnesandnoble.com Top Indie Pick for April!! Too cool! #booksky #writesky #yabooks www.barnesandnoble.com/b/top-indie-...

danricewrites@danricewrites· Apr 7

The short path… #WriteSky #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity #wipsnips #booksky

We leave the coffee shop, splitting into two groups. I make sure Joe is my travel buddy. We take a short walk down a narrow street that opens onto a square with the entrance to a temple on the far side. The temple entrance is massive, with a flaring tile roof. People go around the square, taking in the sites and snapping photos. There are even dwarf deer gathering around a group of school-age children wearing matching yellow hats overseen by young women. The deer eat biscuits out of the children’s hands.

danricewrites@danricewrites· Apr 3

Beware the ocean…! Pre-order The Bane of Dragons: amazon.com/Bane-Dragons... #newrelease #yabooks #scfibooks #prompts #SciFiFri

In my peripheral vision, I glimpse the watery maelstrom we fall toward. A shipbreaking wave, as dark as night, highlighted with splintering whitecaps, rises. When that wrathful hand of Poseidon brushes my skin, I release the dragon, thrashing my body up and away from the watery barrow.

danricewrites@danricewrites· Apr 1

Don't trust anyone…! Pre-order The Bane of Dragons: www.amazon.com/Bane-Dragons... #writingprompt #newrelease #yabooks #fantasybooks #writesky

I tell Dalia about the plan.

Her face turns stormy at the mention of Gore and Jett. Like me, her history with both of them is fraught. “That isn’t good. They’ll both have their own agendas. You can’t trust them.”

I sigh. “I know. Can we talk about something else? I have a feeling I’ll be rehashing all this for Haji.”

“Promise me you won’t trust them, especially Jett.”

“I promise.” I raise my pinky so Dalia can see it. “Pinky swear.”

“Don’t break it,” Dalia says seriously, then fills me in on all the happenings at good old Cascadia Prep High School.

danricewrites@danricewrites· Mar 30

I enjoy both states… #mondaythoughts #mondaymotivation #writingcommunity #5amwritersclub #writesky

“I hate writing, I love having written.” — Dorothy Parker

danricewrites@danricewrites· Mar 25

Beware the scorching digit…! Pre-order The Bane of Dragons: amazon.com/Bane-Dragons... #newrelease #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #yabooks #writesky #booksky

Joe’s agonized scream stops me in my tracks. The terrible scent of burning skin joins the noisome stench permitting the air. Joe writhes as Gore presses one finger into the agent’s right cheek, twisting it back and forth like he’s putting out a cigarette.

“Stay back!” Gore pulls Joe closer to him and withdraws the scorching digit. “Any more fight out of you, I’ll barbecue your entire face.”

danricewrites@danricewrites· Mar 24

Great views offered up… Pre-order The Bane of Dragons: www.amazon.com/Bane-Dragons... #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #wipsnips

Wind Reaver’s bridge offers a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree view thanks to a circular wraparound window. Below are the Pacific’s azure waters beneath an overcast sky. Far to the east is a land mass obscured by haze. Even the intermingling golden and coppery radiance of Radcliffe’s and Mauve’s draconic forms can’t spoil the view.

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