Handmaidstale Stories

It's been 2000 years since the last age of dragons and all that remains is an abandoned canyon and a clutch of dormant, desiccated eggs. In the years since the dragons left, history has been rewritten, dragons have been relegated to myth, and the powerful female dragon wards are long since forgotten. A princess marked for assassination on her wedding night, an abandoned and street savvy orphan, a perfectly bred and created "mate", and an ancient crone all struggle to find their place in a rapidly and irrevocably changing sociopolitical landscape. Danger surrounds them on all sides as war looms between four nations, and across the sea, a dark and twisted dragon lord plots and waits. These four women must overcome their own limitations and those placed on them to courageously bring about a new age of dragons. Dragonriders of Pern meets The Handmaid's Tale in this women's fiction fantasy epic.

When another woman enters the house the same night as the boys, it's sure to spice up the house. What happens after? Guess you'll have to read to find out. *All in OC pov unless otherwise specified*

Several of my entries for Wattpad's #MyHandmaidsTale contest. (Disclaimer: I've never read the book or seen the miniseries-the contest rules stipulated that the writer couldn't use any specific characters or settings from either, so these stories are based on the novels' premise...)

What do the women of Gilead see? A short story inspired by Margaret Atwood's THE HANDMAID'S TALE.

What would you do if the whole world around you was falling apart, right before your eyes? "I remember everything about that day. The day President Hess took everything away from me. He took over all the TV's in the world, or so I thought. How weird we all thought that our TV's could be controlled so easily. For them to make us see what they wanted us to. That's when he stepped up to his podium and made his announcement stating everyone would be going through a screening process immediately for genetic diseases and disorders. My family and I joked around until there was a knock at the door. Two armed guards walked into the house, pushing my father back toward us. We were forced to walk outside with everyone else in the neighborhood. Some people already in their pajamas, even some people without shoes. The guardians, as President Hess calls them, kept everyone in line and in order as we all walked in a straight line in the direction of the nearest hospital. Walking into the unknown."

June, alias Offred, finds solitary confinement at Serena Joy's hands intolerable and plots to end her servitude for good.

Written By @Hpotts29

Task Is Simple Have Baby Before End Of Year Or Both Parties Are Deemed Infertile And Put To Death. Kia Delta is chosen this year and with threat of death near must make hard decisions to survive. But when she falls in love with a man she wasn't assigned with will Kia follow her society or risk taking true love.

Mom warned me I would eventually sleep my life away. Why didn't I listen? .............. This is my 500 word short story inspired by Margaret Atwood's classic, "The Handmaid's Tale."

This is for the Handmaid's Tale Contest just giving it a try since they recommended me so here goes

We were a different story. Though the world was a hellish wasteland around us; though villages were burned to the ground in the search for Fertile; though the government was more corroded than an old battery; we managed to be happy. Through the oppression and destruction, we remained us. But I'm afraid that's about to change.

#myhandmaidstale Lilith is a handmaid, struggling to stay free in her life.

The Wives' Doctrine is a dystopian novel set in a world where women's primary value lies in their ability to bear children. Following a societal collapse, a totalitarian regime rises, imposing strict control over women's bodies and their reproductive roles. The story centers around *Evelynn Noel Jones*, a young woman forced into servitude under a doctrine that strips her of autonomy and dictates her sole purpose: to produce children for the state. As Evelynn navigates this cruel world, she endures the oppressive *Ceremony*, a ritual meant to enforce both obedience and fertility. The women, known as *Wives*, are held captive in a web of religious propaganda and rigid rules, overseen by cold matriarchs and calculating overseers who manipulate faith to justify their control. With every passing day, Evelynn must grapple with the suffocating reality of her situation, finding brief solace in the friendships of fellow captives, like the fragile Naomi and the once-defiant Rebecca. As the pressure to conceive intensifies, Evelynn faces the terrifying prospect of what happens to those who fail. *The Wives' Doctrine* explores themes of oppression, control, and the fight for survival in a world that views women as nothing more than vessels for reproduction. With the ever-present threat of punishment, Evelynn must find a way to reclaim her life and dignity before the system consumes her entirely.

Elodie is the perfect Wife. She's loyal, obedient, she tolerates the Handmaid's, and she complete's her wifely duties. But there is something terribly empty about her life, and she longs for something more, though she doesn't quite know what. And then she meets Ava, the kind, soft spoken Martha that her husband just hired. Elodie finds herself draw to the woman, and they quickly become friends, and then Elodie does something much more dangerous. She falls in love. Caught up in the dangerous world of the Handmaid's Tale, where eyes are watching from friendly faces and there is a wall lined with corpses, Elodie must put her position as a high ranking Wife at risk for the chance of a life that really means something. (**this was an old school project, the assignment was to write something about the Handmaid's Tale, and I created this story. I found it and decided to polish it up, it got a little longer, whoops. Enjoy**)

Glancing down the line of pink, I wonder if these questions barrage my sisters' minds. I wonder if they, too, feel drowned in the pink and terrified of the red.