Showing posts with label Flash Fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Flash Fiction. Show all posts

"Regrets"




The warmth of the morning’s sun blazed through the window; yet a chill ran through me.  “What have I done?” I leaned against the cold hard wall as the sheet fell to my waist.  Never make a pact with the devil; when he comes to collect, there is no bargaining, no escape clauses, and no last minute change of heart. Just the never-ending parade of regrets, I sold my soul for money and fame. Fame is fleeting, and money.... well, that’s of little consolation. Oh my god.... “God.... tell me are you there? Can you save me now, ......from myself?”

"Her New Toy"




Amara waited at the table for his return, having sent him to change his clothes
Knowing what she wore barley covered her body. She adored teasing him, watching him squirm with anticipation of her touch.
Amara was in charge, dominating the entire scenario.
All he was permitted to do was watch her, for now.
The empty food plates and glasses were reminders, he would not eat, or drink till she had finished with him,  
and only then if he did exactly as he was told.
He was her newest toy, there for her pleasure alone.  
His desire fueled by her dominance.

"Minding Everyone's Business"









Carina sat speechless, starring at the computer screen
her mind filled with both rage and shame.
She had always been the nosey one at the office
reading everyones mail and chat messages
then using it for her own benefit to advance herself.
This time it was Carina who was the topic of the message
this is what she saw:
“Carina, we know your secret
to moving ahead in the business world, you
would do well to use this as a lesson learned,
had you not been reading this, you might still have a job,

BUT, since you are YOU’RE FIRED!”

"The Photo Shoot"






Their enjoyment and passion in each other was unmistakable and contagious,
Just watching the interaction, one could see they were enamored with each other.
The sensual kisses and the warmth of their embraces,
how comfortable they were together.
Derek was excited and couldn’t wait to see her reaction to his gift
When she opened the beautiful envelope and read the certificate
She giggled and asked “Are you sure?”
“I am”
Fifteen years of marriage and three children later,
Abigail never would have thought he would surprise her
with an intimate photo shoot of the two of them for their anniversary.

"Shape Shifting"



FlashFiction to tempt you



Every FRIDAY some very talented authors get together to broaden their horizons and stretch their boundaries; we are all given then same image and must write a complete story in 100-words exactly. Please join me and the rest of us for FLASH FICTION FRIDAYS and enjoy all the original works we offer.... thanks T







Chandra’s auburn locks glistened in the morning light, against the green backdrop of the grassy meadow where she slept. Her still undiscovered tattoo, a gift of protection from the fairies. The hunting party stared, wondering from whence she had come. Startled by the sound of voices, Chandra sat up and backed away. Her gold flecked eyes darting about, becoming narrow and hooded when one spoke of the auburn wolf they searched for. Offering her food and shelter, they tried to comfort her. But, Chandra knew better than to stay this full moon night. Her alter ego; was the very wolf they sought.

"Plucked From the Sea"

FlashFiction to tempt you

Every FRIDAY some very talented authors get together to broaden their horizons and stretch their boundaries; we are all given then same image and must write a complete story in 100-words exactly. Please join me and the rest of us for FLASH FICTION FRIDAYS and enjoy all the original works we offer.... thanks T









Feb 14th (Happy Valetines Day Lovers) 


Sunken by mighty waves that splintered and claimed her ship. Alone here she sits, gracefully upon the earth, alive. Pearls still adorning her hair,  customary tattoos of a bride remained decorating her flesh. Unashamed in her nakedness. looking about her, all seemed lost. The mirror from her cabin floating as she plucked it from the sea, glancing in it, seeing not her own reflection, but that of her Bridegroom. Tears fell as he called her name, searching. She watched in helpless silence unable to aid him. Vowing to the powers of the earth they would be reunited again one day.

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