November’s Flash Fiction

My flash fiction collected in one convenient place.

November 30

He’s roamed the same dance clubs for decades. Every night brought new bodies, new energy to consume – and he did consume them. Sidling up to sweaty bodies, writhing on a dance floor, tugging the life force from everyone he touched. #scififri

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jelly donut#flies It’s a bit of a cheat – but I did a file search for “fly” and had forgotten about writing this poem.

 

 

 

Dead Flies
We drive ourselves this time,
we’re adults now, but we still go.
My sister and I scream along to awful gothic-rock
and rage down highway 63 to nowhere.
There’s still nothing to see, and we still hate the trip.
63 runs straight through town, past the heat and dirt roads;
we should have followed it.
No we follow through with our urban voodoo.
We’re almost there when we see the Jelly Donut, almost to nowhere.
This time we stop, the first time we walk from the frigid air conditioned car,
into the Jelly Donut.
It’s hot inside but not as hot as the desert
we eat our donuts in silence,
Our voodoo accomplished, we’ve been here no we’ll never have to come back.
I buy a coke, and there’s a dead fly stuck to the can.
I look to my sister and flick the fly to the counter.
Minutes later we crunch up the gravel driveway, at the end of a newly paved road.
We step out the desert heat a giant hand,
We’ve reached nowhere
in a dead desert town
We walk into our dying grandparent’s home.

#Vss365

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We walked through the park together. As we walked I could feel the cool breeze blow under my skirt, and Sir told me to let the skirt blow, no holding it down. The day, while cool, was beautiful, so I was surprised at how empty the park was.  #FridayKiss
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Beverly bit her lip, loving his commands. She wondered if he would like the panties. They’d been a gift from a client, and were straps that accented rather than covered. They left her ass bare, and left a scrap of lace to cover her pussy. #writeaskew
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As a merchant, her father had many visitors, often tradespeople, or sometimes travelers seeking passage on his caravans. His trade in winter took him beyond the farthest southern vassals, into the lands of the Suyu & in the summer he traveled to the far north #wffriday Read More

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“Isn’t it a coven meeting?” Vicki asked.
“No, it isn’t a praise the god and goddess coven – This is a,” her voice dropped, “a sex cult.”
Vicki sighed, “You don’t have to whisper,” Vicki glanced around the nearly empty cafe, “I thought you were into sex magic?” #FriTease Read More

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She felt the Other inside her mind, controlling her limbs, her actions, and her very words. The Other was cold – not the chilled cold she had lived with in the temple, but frozen cold, like the strange ice her father once brought back from trading. #fp
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She sat on the sand. Wrapping her arms round her legs, she rested her chin on her knees staring at the sea. Her raincoat creaked, the shiny plastic slick w/ water. When the wind blew her hat off, it tumbled to the sand behind her becoming a dark patch in the endless gray.#fictfri

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I finished yesterday’s stories tonight. #amwriting

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The young man pulled on his own spider mask. The young man, the young spider, ran a finger down the side of my face, “Poor helpless fly,” he said, and I could hear the smile in his voice. “All tangled up and trapped in this web. I am going to enjoy devouring you.” #vss365 Read More

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She took the box & papers looking at him questioningly. “A Novice from the Temple of Midnight delivered it yesterday.” Soshay glanced at the top paper and paled. She was suddenly very glad that Pelo could not read. He glanced at the paper she held, “What does it say?” #WIPFeels Read More

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Maggie laid out her fears about the canyon and the company. Jean listened and asked smart questions. When she finished, Maggie realized that she felt better for having shared her fears. #WIPitWed #nanowrimo2018

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The high priestess & priest had finished chanting the invocation, ending w/ the high priestess seated on the altar, casting aside her robe. She was gloriously naked, her long blond hair swept back, pooling behind her. In the candle light, she was all pale skin and shadows. #wawwed Read More

November 29

She’d started drinking w/ a big man. He was well over 6 foot & built like a linebacker. After a couple of shots, she was feeling horny & made some joke about him not being a leprechaun. It was flirting, careless words, which was always a foolish choice for a witch. #WordWhim Read More

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manara empressCaroline opened the door, and the bells attached to it chimed. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust, but the interior looked exactly as she expected. The fortune teller’s shop was dimly lit with lots of beaded curtains and the heavy scent of incense. #1linewed Read More

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Maggie felt her spirits lifting, as she toweled off. There were reasons for Georgia’s secrecy, & I’ll just have to wait to hear what they are, she thought. She pulled on yoga pants & zipped on a Ocean Warrior sweatshirt, remaining braless. #owlwriters #amwriting #nanowrimo2018

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“A trepantrix is implanted in the skull. It sends information into the wearer’s brain. This treppantrix was created when we had possession of the Unnamed One’s artifact. We experimented with the powers of the chair. Those experiments are recorded on this trepantrix. #Wordworlds Read More

November 28

They followed Setch into the altar room. The room stank of rotting fruit and blood. The floor has stained dark pools that Soshay wanted to pretend were from animal sacrifice, and not the priestesses of Zel. #Flashthursday Read More

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Given the lashes his ass had already received, the light swipes must have been agony. He stared straight ahead, his face blank. When she drew her arm back and laid into his back, he arched his back his neck straining and his gaze on the ceiling. #Thurstale Read More

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Entrapped in her gaze, I could only nod. Watching her lips, a pearlescent pink, form each word, I wondered what it would be like to kiss such a creature. As if reading my thoughts, she flowed from the horse and drew me into her arms. #Thurspeak Read More

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Anne was in the tavern when Jack arrived. She’d heard about the captain of the Revenge, a pirate who’d bested his former captain w/ wits rather than swords. But like so many pirates, Jack had lost his ship, & it seemed for the time being his taste for piracy. #vss365 Read More

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Ohili said, “As I serve no gods, I do not have to concern myself with any superstitions.” He tried to laugh, but it sounded hollow. “But I waste precious time, time that I have promised to another. I have brought you a visitor.” #WriteLGBTQ Read More

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Karen & Kelvin were both supportive, but she something felt like they didn’t really get it, that they both were just waiting for her to find “the one” & that polyamory was just a phase. It wasn’t, & she knew that she’d never find “the one” because no such person existed. #Thurds NaNoWriMo2018

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Could Dee really be calling me, like my cell plan now included ghosts in the friends & family plan. But if was Dee, why would she want me to contact my mother of all people? Wouldn’t talking to Dee make more sense? Well at least as much sense as calling dead people made? #140line Giving up the Ghost

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171f09c7d4c9e70d864eb11e34108468It had been days of sodden heat & the anxious pressure that precedes a storm. It was enough to drive Julia to distraction. She’d spent the day suffering in the sticky heat, & sunset brought little relief. The pressure from the impending storm wouldn’t let her rest. #Feellines Read More

November 27

The priest removed his cassock, revealing he was something akin to a faun, w/ goat-like legs, but horns like a stag.

“Come” he said and led her away from the pool, into a dark passage. Julia walked behind him the dark, following the tap of his hooves.

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Chacon could be put into any situation, with any group of people and always manage to not only see to their deepest core, but she could effortlessly become what they wanted as well. I was always one step behind her, Setch mused remembering their training. #tuesline Read More

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“Our far-seers have seen him walk the earth, Este. He has begun his journey from far across the seas, but he is coming.” He watched her expression twist in annoyance, “Doubt if you will, but through fire and annihilation, he will rule us all.” #Twisted2sDay Read More

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Alice excitedly inserted the program chip. She hurried to undress, & left her clothes in the small locker. The program supplied her with a dress made of some gossamer fabric. Then the room shimmered and the images coalesced. Earth, ancient Rome. #writingromancelines Read More

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Lying half submerged in a puddle is a feather. Pulling it from the muddy water, she finds it is as long as her forearm. The rain washes the mud and grime from the feather that is not white, as she thought, but rather iridescent like oil on a wet street. #BookishTues

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I scanned the page. Dee had adopted me. I never knew. I’d always told school officials that she was my guardian, but I never realized that she had officially adopted me, but more than that, she had adopted me when I was five, well before my mother had died. #Btr2sDay Giving up the Ghost

November 26

Forgive me father I have sinned within the church, with sister Terese. #storyin12

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“You have asked for an audience with me,” The woman began, “my priest tells me you ran from the Temple of Dawn and begged sanctuary of us.” #VSS365 Read More

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“Would you like some coffee?”

He frowned at her. “You haven’t told me about your wish yet,” his voice was quiet, and she thought his accent more pronounced. Maybe it was the wine. #AdultFicWri NaNoWriMo2018

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Tonight she’d returned to Peter’s shop to tell him all about the experience. She also had plans to see just how submissive he could be. If she submitted, she decided that it was only fair that he do it too. #LustyMondayLit Read More

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I wrapped my hand around the planchette, reaching for my phone. It seemed ridiculous, but so far my powers involved technology, the calls, the photos, & the tv. I switched the phone to camera & looked through the display. I saw the board & I saw it glow. “Mom?” #MuseMon Giving up the Ghost

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When he bent his head to her neck, her cry echoed in the stone chapel. His teeth pierced her flesh as his fingers coaxed an orgasm from her. She shivered as his fingers withdrew, her warm, wetness dripped down her thighs. His lips pressed into her neck, drinking.#MartialMonday Read More

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Our creek, a drainage ditch that ran through the hills, lay a coppery gash. Even the stagnant pools filled w/ buzzing mosquitoes fell prey to the relentless heat. The slimy green algae were replaced w/ darkened patches of russet mold rotting in the sun. #MurderMonday Read More

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2018-03-20-21-26-18.jpgHe didn’t, she noticed, take one more step into the room, & he was armed. It raised her esteem of him. Most men would never consider a woman a threat. “We met in the tavern.” She sat up on the bed, “You found my story of sailing from the Carolinas interesting enough.” #Lovelines Read More

November 25

She felt each bite of the roses, the thorns pricking and at times biting into her skin. Her legs shook as she grew wet. She was far too distracted by the thorns to recall that she was supposed to be apologizing for some unknown offense. #SinisterSunday Read More

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Emboldened, she stood on her toes and kissed him. His arms tightened around her, and returned the kiss with a healthy dose of passion.

“Damn,” Phoebe said breaking the kiss, “you’re an amazing kisser.”

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Des called out commands to her, ordering her to move faster or slower, to touch her clit or nipples. Natalie found she loved his orders, and loved being free to simply feel. “See if you can slide it fully inside you.” Des’s voice broke through her hazy thoughts. #SeduceMeSunday Read More

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Crystal hated the holidays. Maybe it was the weird disconnect that Southern California had from “winter” ideals. All the fake snow and scarves weren’t doing much for her when it was still in the mid-70s. #SunScribbles Read More

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I was taken aback at how casually he talked about all of this. As if kidnapping people was something normal. It was like he was reciting a shopping list or something. “You’re not going after Kate or me.” I snarled at him. #SunWIP Giving up the Ghost

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Tez took the dagger and severed the thick, ropey veins and arteries. He stood his pale skin bathed in the black blood, as Tzi handed the heart to Zel. #vss365 Read More

November 24

So a few hours later, Julia found herself wearing a hooded black robe, a mask, and nothing else. The tile floor was cold beneath her bare feet. She had to admit that whoever owned this house had done an exceptional job on the decorating. #Satsplat Read More

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She shrugged slowly out of her cloak, letting Isaac watch her white flesh revealed to the fire. She gave him a grin, and wiggled her ass at him. Before stepping next to him, “Blessed sabbat,” she said to him, standing close enough to feel the heat of his skin. #WomenWrite Read More

November 23

When the tomb robber started stuffing artifacts into his backpack, he failed to notice the statue of lion headed goddess shift. When her roar finished echoing thru the tomb, her belly was stuffed with the thief. She cleaned her whiskers before returning to sleep. #horrorprompt

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The corporate attempt to retake Europa failed. In the aftermath, the ship was vaporized, after the Tower Station offered all women femme presenting humans sanctuary. No one on earth knew if any of the mercs had defected. But Europa’s human population increased. #scififri Read More

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His routine: work, home, serve her, and if she allowed it, wank.

#storyin12

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wildhunt mainJacqueline hurried to wipe up the mess of the chemicals & broken glass, not noticing when a shard of glass cut through her glove nicking her finger. She’d only just wiped the mess into the hazardous waste bin, when she heard him enter her lab. #DimpleVerse Read More

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The queen ordered the maid to her bed, & the girl lay on her back obediently. Then the queen did something the maid didn’t expect. She called in her guards. The three men currently on duty were all part of her army. She did not trust the guards of the vanquished queen.#writeaskew Read More

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“Devil take it,” she muttered, stifling a laugh at the scandalized expression on Mercy’s face. Thankfully, they were interrupted by Tituba’s arrival. She took one look at Charity, & licked her plump lips. “Good Morrow” She said, “I’m not early for my lessons am I?” #lesficfri Read More

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He shrugged out of the heavy robe, & his pale flesh was revealed. He was a hairy man, a heavy patch of fur that covered his chest & stretched across his taut belly to the tangle of hair around his cock. But he was right; it was his cock that her eyes couldn’t leave. #FridayKiss Read More

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He wrapped a meaty arm around her waist pulling her to him. She found herself standing w/in the rainbow. He was standing, ironically she thought, in the verdant green section of the rainbow. She recalled the scary stories about the fair folk, not the cereal cartoons. #FP #Fritease Read More

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Faith considered saying “no.” Being caught out at night would destroy her, but being caught with Anne, pirate Captain, would be worse. But she couldn’t deny Anne anything. So they walked, quickly and quietly through the dark streets, the sea fog thick w/ salt & cold.#FictFriNotG Read More

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Karen raised an eyebrow, passing a gorgeous salad, mostly grown in the little backyard garden. “Had? So will you be around more often?”

Jean accepted the bowl & began putting some of the salad onto his plate. He passed the bowl to Maggie, this time not touching her. #fri1st NaNoWriMo2018

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I admit it, I stifled a scream. All my jumping around must have jostled the remote because the channel switched to an informercial. My heart was pounding in my chest & I gasped for air, before laughing at myself.

I’d fallen asleep & had a nightmare. That was all.#whoneedsahero Giving up the Ghost

November 22

She stared into the mirror, ecstatic at how orange her hair was. #Storyin12

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I swung my leg over her face. I sat up on my knees, keeping myself out of her reach. This was a position I’d never been comfortable with. I worried about too big, too heavy for this position. I’d talked to her about this before, so she knew this was a big step for me.#writeLGBTQ  Read More

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After running afoul of the Wild Hunt on Samhain, I’d earned the Thanksless task of being beholden to an Unseelie Court. I’d been trying for months to figure out a way to pay off that debt. #ThursTale

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He laid his hand on Chacon’s arm, and leaned down to whisper in her ear. Slowly, she began to speak again. They resumed the chanting. Soshay felt Tez’s presence return to her. She longed to turn, to see Him, but knew she must maintain the circle. #flashthursday Read More

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She wasn’t surprised to learn the area had a history in piracy. It was common enough in these coastal towns. She paged through the book, skimming as the show runners would give her a script. Piracy would make a great angle for the haunting, maybe a Robin Hood story #WordWorlds Read More

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The oracle had ceased in her recitations and Drioux offered her water. The young woman, barely more than a girl Drioux realized, offered a weak smile in gratitude. Drioux knew she was overworking the oracle, but she was the only one left to the Sisterhood. #FeelLines Read More

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Cook tried to evade her eyes, but finally repeated his comment. “I mentioned that maybe he should spend more time considering the Lord of Death’s stories, rather than ordering us to make him a small feast every night.”#140line Read More

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Keron hugged her tighter. He kissed her briefly, “I did not expect Tez to take my place. I did not consider that He would truly make you His bride.”

Soshay shivered, “I knew. And after tonight, I must in truth act His bride.” Her voice was low.

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man mustachSetch simply shrugged. “Mitlan is returning to the City of the Jungle. He will personally conduct Soshay’s initiation.” Now, Este smiled, “So, he finally returns, and his return will lead to his fall. We will have much to celebrate to see him brought low.” #WordWhim Read More

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“Well wear your hiking boots tomorrow because he’s taking us out to the canyon tomorrow.” Maggie narrowed her eyes ready to ask more questions, but Julie raised a hand. “I have no other information for you. That’s all he told me.” #WIPitWed NaNoWriMo2018

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Her mouth was suddenly dry & her heart hammered against her chest. She tried to swallow, “yes, my God.” She stumbled on the words, even her lessons did not prepare her to speak directly to a god. “I give my blood to You in thanks for the gifts You bestow upon me.” #wawwed Read More

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Once the food was plated & the drinks poured, he returned to the bedroom. He had to look at himself. And that’s how Mistress found him, with his skirt pulled up and spilling over one arm so he could admire the lace of his panties and the tops of his stockings. #1linewed Read More

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When Dee came to town, she set up my family to work in the police force. She needed a preternatural in a position of authority.” He continued to hold my hand, “We’re supposed to keep any preter crimes quiet. And if any preter is risking exposure, we get rid of them.” #wfwed Giving up the Ghost

November 20

Fog rolled in from the sea & clung to the land. Thick smoky tendrils that crept in wet breaths down her throat. The waves broke sounding far away, muffled in fog. The sand under her feet was, cold, gritty and damp. The candle lit, she began the invocation to Neptune. #vss365

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Keron slid to the ground outside of Soshay’s door. He heard her yowl, shuddering. He knew the story of the Cetza woman who spurned Tez’s affection. Still muddled from the liuqui & the torrent of desire, he wondered if behind the door, Soshay was so cursed. #Btr2sDay Read More

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Edison’s design included a rotatory dial; granted, it lacked numbers and had a series of occult symbols etched into the plate. I picked up the earpiece and listened. It was almost like listening to a seashell, almost, but I could swear that I did hear voices #BookishTues Read More

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She paused in her packing. “I warned you once already. You seek to destroy the True Bride, and I already live with Tzi’s malediction upon me, I will not risk the Lord of Death’s wrath as well. You should not tempt their wrath either, my grandson.” #TrickyTues Read More

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A young man, maybe in his early twenties, stood at the door watching me. He was fully dressed, of course. I felt his eyes rake over me, taking in my lingerie, the curves of my flesh left exposed, and the classic damsel in distress posing. #TuesdayCliches Read More

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I cried out, in both pleasure and shock. Even if I was watching myself, the image was jarring, perhaps more so because it was me. The tattered lingerie now painted a backdrop for this spider-monster devouring me. #writingromancelines Read More

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“My church is very old,” he said, like he was giving a tour. “It is built over the ruins of a Roman temple, when this land was still called Dacia.” Julia felt a tingle run up her spine, wondering if she getting lost was an accident. “The baths are still here.” #HODHeartbeats Read More

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Tituba raised her head, “So he suffers every time you use this cock.” She wrapped her fingers around it again, stroking it. “Have you used it often?” #Twisted2sDay Read More

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“Why don’t you get out of those clothes?” He hurried out of his clothes. Dropping his shirt to the floor, his pants followed right after. She propped herself on her elbows, watching as he stripped down to the skin. In the low light, the fire made his flesh almost glow.#FoodParty Read More

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It was her enthusiasm for the work, & an effort to divert her sexual frustration into something useful, that led her to be alone after midnight. She was brushing centuries of sand and dust from a fresco. It told the life story of Pharaoh Djet. #TuesLine Read More

November 19

He wanted it to hurt, begged his dom for the lash. #storyin12

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From the primordial chaos, the goddess Nyx rose. She gave birth to two goddesses of misery, Achyls & Oizys. Nyx anticipated a fundamental truth of the human condition. #vss365

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Soshay smiled at him a little sadly. She touched his forehead, as she had seen the priests in the temple do, “You have the blessing and the gratitude of the True Bride for this task.” His eyes shone with devotion and the feeling left Soshay uncomfortable. #plugyourself Read More

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He licked his lips, & took a step in the room.He still stood mostly upright, the slight stoop of his wolfman form made him appear almost shy, like how some tall man started to slouch to lessen their height. She knew it was an illusion. He wasn’t shy, & he wasn’t human.#missmuseme Read More

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She spent her childhood in beauty pageants.She took advantage of the scholarships she’d won for her beauty & her passivity. In her dorm, she sliced off handfuls of honey blonde hair. She sat surrounded by piles of hair,looking like Rapunzel, freed from her tower.#ProjectFairyTale

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And Dee was the only one who ever called me Hero Leanne. My name being an obscure reference to an even more obscure Greek Myth, always sucked as a kid. Of course, my mom being all wacky new-agey, I should be grateful I didn’t end up named Saffron or something. #moodmon Giving up the Ghost

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She licked & inhaled his musky scent, before wrapping her lips around his cock. The priest groaned, & once again spoke in his ancient tongue. Julia felt the magic in the words, but didn’t understand them. With one hand, she reached out, cupping his heavy sac. #LustyMondayLit Read More

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Phoebe & her friends were partying in the woods next to the old road. After a few beers, the dares started. That’s how Phoebe found herself climbing the 1000 stairs wearing a slutty angel costume. There wasn’t really 1000 stairs; Phoebe guessed there was only about 100. #musemon Read More

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“Tzi still shares Her will and Her gifts with me, and She always rewards those who ask the correct questions.” Telmax’s voice was low. #lovelines Read More

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Teo glanced at him, fear evident in her eyes. It seemed like she was going to speak, but she gave a brief nod and left the house. Soshay guessed that she waited just outside & prayed that whatever happened during the ritual that the High Priestess would be safe. #martialmonday Read More

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robert gibbons woodcutNeldo reached for his own cup, and realized with a start that he was seriously concerned that Tenoch would poison him. His desire to stay alive overrode any desire he still had for revenge. He pretended to drink, “But I didn’t find a way to prevent her visions.”#murdermonday Read More

November 18

Her hello was always a goodbye. He just didn’t know that yet. #storyin12

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Jenny sighed, “So you don’t want me to be mad that you’re going for coffee with what equates to lion, a hungry lion?”

“I go to coffee with you all the time.” I reminded her, “And you’re just as dangerous. Besides he’s my only option to find out who killed Dee.” #vss365 Giving up the Ghost

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He waited until she walked back around, her boots still crunching the snow. He kept his eyes trained on those boots. The black leather length of them gripping the curve of her calves. The shiny leather cupped her knees and disappeared beneath her coat. #POVPrompt Read More

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He pushed her away, staring at her. He released her arms, & she remained standing. Alicia craved cruelty; she was an experienced masochist, who had surprised one of history’s greatest sadists. “You relish this pain?” he asked.

Alicia nodded. “Oh, yes, my lord.” #SinisterSunday Read More

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He thrust his hips, clearly not used to being unable to set the pace. Natasha laughed, a deep & throaty, as she hit the edge of her orgasm. She changed her movements, grinding against him until she came. She began to rise off of him, but he pulled her back onto him. #salacioussun Read More

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Crystal hated the holidays. Maybe it was the disconnect that Southern California had from “winter.”She’d be lucky if it would be cold enough to wear a light coat by December 25. All the fake snow and scarves weren’t doing much for her when it was still in the mid-70s. #sundayfict Read More

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“I have nothing offer in sacrifice to Tez. He has given me so many gifts, I felt… I knew I should offer something, no matter how small, to show my gratitude properly.” Her body tingled with the memory of his touch. “I can only offer my body and my life to Him.”#SeduceMeSunday Read More

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I bowed my head, wondering if supplication would save me from their wrath. The weight of their inhuman eyes fell upon me, & I looked at them from underneath my eyelashes. I knew the fey were beautiful, but these riders were inhumanly so. #SunScribbles Read More

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She pushed all romantic thoughts away. She saved a small portion of the risotto for herself, knowing her neighbors would eat it all. She was pleased they liked it so much. Maggie wasn’t much for cooking, & other than a few comfort food favorites, her recipes were limited.#SunWIP NaNoWriMo2018

November 17

After the last election, she got a tattoo. A slogan from the French Revolution, Liberte, Egalite, Solidarite ou la Mort. Every day since it has been one step closer to La Mort. #vss365 Something about Me

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Records Master stared at Mitlan, his eyes glinted with fear. “Mitlan, we cannot kill him w/out a trial. His crime is heinous, & maybe he cannot be trusted, but all priests are given a trial” He raised his hands clearly at a loss for further words. #WomenWrite Read More

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Setch was glad she could not move ;otherwise, she would have started screaming. She has me tied to a table, & I cannot move or speak. She is going to cut a hole into my head & put that thing inside me. She mentally shuddered, picturing the angry red mass in the trepantrix.#vss365 Read More

November 15

The William had come to port, and Faith crept from the house, taking care not to wake anyone. She hurried on silent, bare feet through the dark town streets. Her cloak shielded her face, but she’d be ruined if anyone saw her out this late. #writeLGBTQ Read More

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He could use any of his carefully cultivated Novices to smuggle many of his treasures out of the temple. With them hidden away, he would have a means of survival, but he would lose all his prestige. But with enough wealth, I can buy prestige, he told himself. #wordworlds Read More

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They showed her small kindnesses, but even they wanted something from her. Her blessing, her gratitude, or in Pelo’s case the small defiant acts he committed by simply helping her. #140line Read More

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She recalled the day that Keron had come to her parents’ home. He had seemed magical to Soshay, w/ his face painted like a skull & his hair hanging unbound past his waist. His hair dark as night, with the bone charms knotted in the ends, it had clacked as he moved.#ThruLineThurs Read More

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The paving stones that lined the plaza were broken by the undergrowth forcing its way through. Slowly the sounds of the jungle began creeping back in,& she found howls of the monkeys to be calming, almost soothing despite the cacophony of sound.#Thurstale Read More

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I walked a little faster toward my car. My reliable ten year old hatchback was parked under the only light in the parking lot that had burnt out. Great, I’d parked in the darkest corner of an empty parking lot filled with rabid dogs. #vss365 Giving up the Ghost

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She felt the fingers, the cool brush of ghostly hands on her body. Her smile deepened. This was the reason she kept the job, the real hauntings. The ghosts were hungry for human contact.The ghosts slid the blanket from her body, revealing her naked flesh. #Thurds Read More

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I gazed out the window, lost in my thoughts. I let the familiar downtown scenery drift by. Old-time theater closed, until it could be retrofitted, followed by antique shops and boutiques. A car wash, and then the funeral home. Jenny pulled into the parking lot. #writethurs Giving up the Ghost

November 14

“I’d love to get a taste of you,” she licked her lips.

He laughed, “Next time.” And he turned her away from him. Now, facing away from him, she blinked at what could only be a pot of gold.

“Oh you’ve got to be fucking joking,” she muttered. #wednesworld Read More

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His thoughts offered no further answers, but they kept him from recalling Soshay’s eyes in the vision. It was not only despair he saw in them when she had looked at him. It was betrayal. It was that image that made him want to weep. #1linewed Read More

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bound man 4 smallHe held the cup & inhaled deeply. He sipped the coffee. “You make your coffee with sadness, Shahbanu” he said.

“What?” She asked.

“You think of sad things as you brew the coffee.” He said, and brushed his hand over hers. “I am sorry to pry into your personal life.” #WIPitWed NaNoWriMo 2018

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Jenny’s face crumbled, silent tears streamed down her cheeks, “The first time I mentioned Dee, was the first time I’d ever seen my mom afraid. She, my mom, nothing scared her…” Jenny’s voice broke, “After Dee, my mom just stopped doing anything to me.” #wawwed Giving up the Ghost

November 13

Artemis, #fleet of foot, loved Callisto, the werewolf’s daughter. Zeus, the rapist, violates Callisto, & she is punished for his crime. Like her father, Callisto is cursed to be an animal. Now Ursine, she guards the skies, & perhaps keeps Zeus trapped on Mt. Olympus.

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At the party, they mingled with the Gliesen. She’d met enough aliens to acclimate to chatting with six foot tall lizard-people without tripping over her tongue like some of the newer delegates. One of the males, S’latch, led her to the bar to try the local intoxicant. #tuestories Read More

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A young man, maybe in his early twenties, stood at the door watching me. He was fully dressed, of course. I felt his eyes rake over me, taking in my lingerie, the curves of my flesh left exposed, and the classic damsel in distress posing. #Twisted2sDay Read More

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“You waltz in here like you know anything about environmental protections, but it’s obvious you don’t. And it’s more obvious, you don’t actually care about the environment. Fuck this, I quit.” Tom turned on his heel and started walking out of the office. #Btr2sDay #NaNoWriMo18

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This was a particular power exchange she loved, her nude and vulnerable while Des was fully clothed. The addition of Will increased her arousal. She peeled the dress off slowly, teasing a bit. She saw Des’s look of approval and felt herself tingle with pride. #HODHeartbeats Read More

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With only a look from Mitlan, the guards redoubled their efforts to hold him. “As you are all aware, the penalty for witchcraft is death. I decree that for his crime of witchcraft, he must be executed.” Mitlan’s voice remained cold and firm. #TuesLine Read More

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Even in the late hour, well past sundown, the plaza was still bustling with business. Between the temples had, over the years, become a marketplace of artisans, crafting jewelry, statuary, & relics for the faithful. The market was an endless warren of covered stalls #BookishTues Read More

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She heard the warning alarm chime, alerting station personnel that the loss of gravity was imminent. “Harder,” she said to the vibrator. It thrust into her, fucking her at the speed she used most often. #FoodParty Read More

November 12

When Hansel & Gretel meet the witch in the woods, both were interested in tasting her gingerbread. They happily went into her home & into her bed. They took turns lapping her icing & sampling her cake. When she put Hansel in a cage, he consented with enthusiasm. #ProjectFairytale

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Lola turned toward Victoria. “What is your stake in this endeavor?” What will you barter for the knowledge you seek?” Victoria brushed aside the rush of arousal & tried to think of an answer that didn’t involve as offer of debased sex on the rug. #vss365 Read More

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Setch cast a long look over the priests of Noon. “Those in your temple that sought to undermine Zel, that sought to steal from Her, shall feel Her displeasure.” Setch turned to Chacon, “Look to your priestess Chacon, who never once failed in her duty to her God.”#martialmonday Read More

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She pictured him not as the scarecrow; no she pictured him. His cheeks flushed w/ desire & a crown of leaves on his head. She didn’t bother imaging a toga; her Priapus would lounge nude & glorious amid the vines, w/ her as his nymph, devoted to their shared pleasures. #lovelines Read More

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Alice waited for her hologram time. The standard programs let users explore a wealth of landscape and planets. The most popular programs placed the user as the protagonist in a story. But all the official programs were strictly clothes on and chaste kissing.#musemon Read More

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He had painted a myriad of words in the alphabet of the Suyu and some in the strange writing of his father’s people.Ohili has translated the words for him once; they were the lines from an Suyu poem. It told a haunting tale of being exiled from home. #adultficwri Read More

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Vicki imaged what it would feel like to be nude in the snow. Would the Viking’s cock and her own heat chase the chill away, or was Julia’s pussy cold? There was no way for Vicki to know, but she didn’t mind thinking about it. #monsense Read More

November 11

I bowed my head, wondering if supplication would save me from their wrath. The weight of their inhuman eyes fell upon me, & I looked at them from underneath my eyelashes. I knew the fey were beautiful, but these riders were inhumanly so. #SinisterSunday Read More

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She clamped her thighs around his face as she came. When she released his face, he moved slightly resting his cheek on her thigh. “You exist to serve me,” she whispered, wondering where that idea had come from. “As you wish, Shahbanu” #SeduceMeSunday #WIP #NaNoWriMo

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img_0272She slipped her feet into her boots, and reverently took the coat from its hanger. Jason had taken it from her years ago, and hidden it away. Without it, she was trapped as a human. Now, the rich white fur with its dark spots felt like heaven. It felt like home. #SunScribbles Read more

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Setch had discovered that many of the hallways were not built out of stone blocks, but what method the servants of Midnight used to craft the smooth hallways were unknown to her. #SunWIP Read More

November 10

I had a crystal once, blue with lights like fire inside. It was supposed to enhance psychic powers. It was deeply important to me.

Then I learned its creator was a monster, and I had to throw it away.

#vss365 Something about Me

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He didn’t tease. His tongue lapped her length. “Yes,” Alice moaned, “there, right there.” He followed her directions; lapping at her while she moaned and begged for more. She watched his saurian head between her thighs, & wondered if he had a mirror #WomenWrite #satsplat Read More

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“So eager for pleasure, after being a naughty girl,” the queen purred. “Do you deserve pleasure?” The maid shook her head, “Oh no, I’ve been bad.” She said. “Get on the bed” the queen ordered, & then she did something the maid didn’t expect; she called in her guards. #BadWordSat Read more

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I believe that there are times in history – short instances where all of the stars are aligned and there’s enough emotion – that people or even a person, can change the world. I believe that still, even if the changes we tried… Well, I’ll get to that. #SciFanSat #amediting

November 8

The marble statue of Priapus would be as beautiful as all Greek statues, so realistically crafted even the veins in his bulging cock would be visible. She imagined reaching a hand out and touching the marble, the sun warmed stone would feel almost alive. #vss365 Read More

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Her gloved hands worked under my shirt, & I gasped when her fingers found my nipples. The butter soft leather of her gloves contrasted with her cruel tugging & twisting of my flesh. Yet, I writhed my excitement was for her pleasure, & the faery queen was pleased. #WriteLGBTQ Read More

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There was a band on stage, musicians playing jazz & a lively group of dancers. Some clothed, some in states of undress. There were couples & groups chatting casually. While across the room, couples and groups were well into the orgy phase of the party. #Thurstale Read More

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She picked up Jean’s empty glass, “Another?”

“Merci, Shahzada” he said & reached for the glass just as she did. Their hands brushed, and Maggie felt the electricity.She pulled her hand away, her mind flooded with the images from the dream. #writethurs #NaNoWriMo

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I glanced at the back of the picture, “Dorothea and Ellenore, 1941, the end of Soso…” I could see that at one time there had been more written on the photo, but given the pictures ragged edges, it had been handled a lot before it had been framed.#flashthursday Giving up the Ghost

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We crept from our houses slipping away in the trees. Away from the houses we still kept quite. I think we might have been afraid of your game. Your witch game, that led us all out into the woods at the dead of night. #140line Read more

November 7

She closed the door, and began making phone calls. She used her cell, and worked through her contacts in the activist world. It would be a waste to release the memo to the wrong outlets and give Simon a chance to deny its authenticity. #WIPitWed #NaNoWriMo

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Jenny and Kyle both turned to look at me. Kyle met my eyes briefly and then looked down. I had a choice to make. I either had to forgive him and move on, or I had to stop trusting him. #1linewed Giving up the Ghost

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Mirrors are dangerous things. They open windows to other worlds and other entities. Samantha always kept her mirrors covered in black silk, uncovering them only when she scryed the future. #TalesNoir

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When Anne ran away from her Victorian father, she ran directly to the pirates. In Port Royale she fell in love with freedom – and eventually with Jack. #weirdwriters Read More

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The faery, laughed & it sounded like silver coins. “She meant no harm.” The words dripped scorn, & I shivered both in fear and w/ a longing to see the fey again. “A mortal witch in a graveyard so near Samhain means no harm.” #wednesworld Read More

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“Well, sweetheart, it’s like this. Your lilu boyfriend used his mojo & knew that you’d gotten hot & bothered over someone else. He was gonna” Vic smirked, “I think you know what he wanted, but he was gonna do it regardless of what you wanted. & probably eat your soul too.”#wawwed Giving up the Ghost

November 6

He claimed it had been a base used by the resistance during the occupation. He pointed to the propaganda smeared across the walls. I didn’t know if I believed him. It was cold in the cavern and each gravel-scratching step was magnified. #vss365

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Of course, she’d get on all fours, wanting to keep her face pointed at the closet. Wanting Steve to see her face as this man fucked her. Once she felt the cock filling her that would be it. She couldn’t undo that choice. #Twisted2sDay Read more

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Maggie frowned, not sure who Karen could mean. Unless Thomas or Kelvin had arrived early. Maggie hoped those two weren’t fighting. They’d had a serious fight, not long after Maggie had moved in. #TuesTropes #NaNoWriMo

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Cook shrugged, “I’m no priest. I can’t explain the mysteries of the gods.”

Soshay continued to frown, “Why would no one tell me this story? Cook, I respect your knowledge, but you must be mistaken. Keron would have told me if the mark was so significant.”

#FoodParty Read More

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They weren’t exactly bird wings, but they weren’t butterfly wings either. The more I looked at them, the more it seemed that they gave the impression of wings, without actually being wings at all. #writingromancelines Giving up the Ghost

November 5

Echo lived in a castle of ice, gleaming in Jupiter’s light. Scarlet’s wolves ruled the ice, and the mermaids serenaded her from beneath the ice. Tonight they promised her something special,& when the moon rose, the indigenous species of Europa came to the surface. #vss365 Read More

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“They’re gorgeous” Alice said.

The bartender, a feline featured Centari, nodded toward them, “You mean the squids?” She stared at Alice, “You terran types are odd.”

Alice smiled, “Are they friendly?’

The bartender returned the shrug, “No one’s tried to talk to them.” #moodmon Read More

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“Um, would you like a drink?” She asked, clutching her glass like a talisman.

He raised his barely touched glass. “Karen already made me one.” He gave her a long unreadable look before smiling. His smile made her stomach flip, as the dream once again flooded her mind. #musemon NaNoWriMo2018

November 4

Reclining he was, she did not fail to notice, shirtless. & she let her eyes travel over the hard lines of his chest, her fingers itching to touch the dark hair that traveled down his chest & belly to disappear into the waistband of his jeans. #salacioussun Read More

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Soshay’s vision dimmed, and Chacon’s image wavered. She saw her sister and saw the name of Mat emblazoned upon her.

monkandnudeChacon offered a cold smile. “They have taught you many tricks in the Temple of Twilight, sister. Do you believe me now?”

#SunScribbles Read More

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The room she found was barely larger than the antechamber. She glanced at the altar and the statue of Tez. This statue was the first she had seen that almost captured Tez’s true face. This is the vision that Keron had. She shivered in both fear and excitement. #SunWIP Read More

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It’s dark before we speak again. He says it’s different down there, but never talks about “down there.” Not where it is nor why he left. His words melt into the sticky air, & he slides his long fingers away from mine. His hair slides over his shoulders in a jet cascade #vss365

November 3

When Zeus demanded Calypso send Odysseus home, she protested. Goddesses never got to keep their mortal lovers, but the fates of Adonis and Endymion, stilled her tongue. As Odysseus sailed away, Calypso sought the island of her kin Circe. Gods weren’t immune to witchcraft.#vss365

November 2

Jean pointed at the bottle on the shelf. Maggie looked at it, realizing it looked a lot like Jeannie’s bottle in that old 60s sitcom. Her eyes widened finally getting his meaning. “Oh you have got to be kidding me!”

He shrugged, “You asked where I came from.” #vss365, NaNoWriMo2018

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It was only quick trip through the graveyard, leave some booze & take a scoop of gravedirt, easy. Somehow, I’m squatting behind a copse of ash trees as the Wild Hunt rides through, leaving me praying to every goddess I can name that the Unseelie Court rides past me.#whoneedsahero Read More

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Jacqueline was in her lab, when her assistant, came barreling in breaking her concentration. She dropped the beaker she was working with, the compound splashing everywhere.

“Damn it, Yvette” she snapped.

Yvette flushed “Sorry, Dr. Hyde, but the CEO is on his way down.”#scififri Read More

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Caroline felt a flush of satisfaction at her words. She’d submitted. She’d given in to a secret desire, & she realized that she wasn’t ashamed. “I,” she swallowed, “I loved letting go. Of not thinking, of not worrying.” She paused trying to work out her own feelings.#writeaskew Read More

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“Hero?” Jenny’s voice came from the couch. At least it sounded like her, but it sounded almost like she was singing. I looked up and saw Jenny, and felt my knees grow weak and I hit the floor. It wasn’t possible. It wasn’t Jenny sitting on my couch; it couldn’t be. #WFFriday Giving up the Ghost

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woman natureThe great god Pan glanced over the offerings they had prepared: incense, wine, candles. In one motion, he shoved everything off of the altar, and lifted her upon it. You have called me,” He said, his voice made Samantha shiver. “Now, I take what you offer.”#FriTease Read More

November 1

The Temple of Dawn flashed before his eyes, & the stone ziggurat stood in ruins. The tumbled stones were stained with blood, & the bodies of the priestesses were strewn in front of it. A great spider clambered from the temple. Its black body gleamed #thurspeak Read More

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The goddess laughed again. “You will beg for My Brother? He would rejoice to have the underworld overflowing with the spirits of all the Cetza. He brought death to your people. I would have allowed you to live forever.” #140line Read More

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“Why you are here?”

The words penetrated her stupor, and she fumbled for an answer. Hers tightened on the book she still held. “I… I don’t know” she replied her voice barely a whisper.

He narrowed his eyes at her, moving toward her far more quickly than she expected. #Thurds Read More

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