Monday, March 19, 2018

Tuesday Tales - Pale

Welcome to Tuesday Tales! Our word prompt is "pale." Click on the author's name to go to their blog. Thank you for visiting us.

V.L. Locey (MM Hockey Romance)
Walking side-by-side we played things off as casual until we rounded the corner. 

Tricia Andersen (Paranormal/Greek God Romance)
Her eyes narrowed to thin slits. “You act like you are in love with this...thing.”

Davee Jones (Romance)
“What you’re saying goes beyond the pale.

Susanne Matthews (Historical Romance)
“And when are you going to settle down?” Izzy asked. 

Jillian Chantal (Regency Romance)
“I’ve been praying all afternoon that he’s not dead.”

Trisha Faye (Historical Fiction)
“They stopped you? But you’re here? You’re not in jail?”

Jean Joachim (Romance)
Thrusting his hand in his pocket, Mike Sullivan made sure the little box from the jewelers was there.

Flossie Benton Rogers (Paranormal Fantasy Romance)

“Don’t you ever get weary of playing spear carrier?”

Monday, March 12, 2018

Tuesday Tales: March 13, 2018 Picture Prompt Time

Welcome back to this week's Tuesday Tales, the closed blog where a small group of authors share their works in progress with you. Each week, we incorporate an image or a word prompt into our posts. Since this week is picture prompt time, the posts are limited to 300 words. Enjoy!

Here are the images we had to choose from this week:

Which one would you use to write a story? Check out what our group members selected. 

V.L LOCEY (MM Hockey Romance)
I studied our hands, the way our fingers were so similar. 

TRISHA FAYE (Historical Fiction)
“Arkansas, you say? You hail from those parts?” Frank seemed intrigued.

TRICIA ANDERSEN (Paranormal/Greek God Romance)
After he was free of her grasp he binged on alcohol and whores. Or he started a massive war. It depended on his mood.

The sun moved deeper into the horizon. 

JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance)
It took her five effing years to decide that Mike what’s-his-name was the love of her life

SUSANNE MATTHEWS (Historical Romance/Suspense)
For the first time in her life, she’d actually worked the soil herself, and while it had been hard to do, the satisfaction it brought was incredible.

I love the way light offers different perspectives.

FLOSSIE BENTON ROGERS (Paranormal Fantasy Romance)

“At the moment I don’t feel like stinging you.”

Have a great week!

Monday, March 5, 2018


Welcome to Tuesday Tales! Our word prompt is "pocket." Click on the author's name to go to her blog. Thank you for visiting us.

V.L. LOCEY (MM Hockey Romance)
The lonely naked bulb by the stairs threw Shaun into all kinds of shadow.

TRISHA FAYE (Historical Fiction)
“Oh, Lue. Don’t be such a prude. He simply had his arm around me.”

FLOSSIE BENTON ROGERS (Paranormal Fantasy Romance)
He leaned over, clamped his hands on his knees, and sucked in oxygen.

SUSANNE MATTHEWS (Women's Fiction/Romance)
Convertibles are great cars, but they don't offer a lot of protection.

TRICIA ANDERSEN (Paranormal/Greek God Romance)
Juliet bit back a growl. “Like father, like son.”

JEAN JOACHIM (Women's Fiction)
His libido spiked as he opened the door and harnessed Queenie.

Monday, February 26, 2018


Welcome! Our word prompt is "cabinet". Click on the author's name to go to her blog. Thank you for visiting us. 

JEAN JOACHIM ( Women's Fiction)
She opened the cabinet in the credenza. Bingo! 
V.L. LOCEY (MM Hockey Romance)
“Please. I knew how to spin a one-eighty when we were in third grade.”

TRISHA FAYE (Historical Fiction)
Neither her friend nor the smitten Casey would have noticed anything she said.

SUSANNE MATTHEWS (Women's Fiction/Romance)
"No food—Mavis had enough stuff at the meeting to feed the population of a small country." 

FLOSSIE BENTON ROGERS (Paranormal/Fantasy)
One still slept like the dead, and the other seemed close to hysteria.

TRICIA ANDERESEN (Paranormal/Greek God Romance)
“Wine me, kiss me and leave me wanting you?” she teased.

The red of rage almost blinded me in the moment before I got hold of myself.

Monday, February 19, 2018


Welcome to Tuesday Tales. Our authors write stories or scenes to a word prompt every week. This week's word prompt is "cozy". Click on the author's name to go to their blog. Don't forget to return and read all the fine stories. Thank you for stopping by. 

JEAN JOACHIM (Women's Fiction)
For the first time, ever, Stan melted into her embrace, allowing her to comfort him.

V. L. LOCEY (MM Hockey Romance)
Growing up in Liberty Springs, Connecticut, had almost guaranteed an energetic kid like me getting into some sort of winter sport.

TRISHA FAYE (Historical Fiction)
They haven’t had a good movie since The Patsy played a few weeks ago.”

TRICIA ANDERSEN (Paranormal/Greek God Romance)
“You saw me feed. You looked like you were about to hurl.”

SUSANNE MATTHEWS (Women's Fiction/Romance)
“Brain fart,” he mumbled, returning the record to the window and leaving the store, hoping the clerk didn’t think he was in his dotage.

“What?” Even to me, my voice sounded falsely sincere. 

Monday, February 12, 2018

Tuesday Tales February Picture Prompt

Welcome to this week's edition of Tuesday Tales, the closed blog hop where a group of writers share their work in progress with you, the readers. Each week's entry is based on a word or picture prompt. This week, we write to a chosen picture prompt.  Follow the links to read the individual posts. Make sure you visit everyone. There's something here for everyone! Enjoy!

V.L. Locey (MMM Hockey Romance)
“I hate carrots,” Noah grumbled and continued carrot hunting.

Tricia Andersen (Paranormal/Greek God Romance)
We’ve seen each other in our real state. Maybe we should talk.”

Susanne Matthews (Romance/Women's Fiction)
Had he gained that much weight? Maybe he’d up his workout to three times a week. 

Jean Joachim (Women's Fiction)
She had had exciting experiences, while he had simply lived his mundane life. 

Trisha Faye (Historical Fiction)
“You know men…he blabbered on about it and I didn’t listen to half of it.”

Jillian Chantal (Thriller)
The guy walked over, his gait reminiscent of a stork.

Flossie Benton Rogers (Paranormal Fantasy)
"He works for my family.”

Monday, February 5, 2018

Tuesday Tales- February 6, 2018- Angry

Welcome to Tuesday Tales. Our authors write stories or scenes to a word prompt every week. This week's word prompt is "angry". Click on the author's name to go to their blog. Don't forget to return and read all the fine stories. Thanks for stopping by - we hope you enjoy them!

Jean Joachim- (Women’s Fiction)
Next to the coffeemaker, but hidden by the sugar canister was an empty bottle. 

Trisha-Faye- (Historical Fiction)
“With gams like these, I aim to catch a swell fellow that will hire me a maid for all this…scullery work.”

 Vicki Locey- (MMM Hockey Romance)
Noah brushed a stray curl from Mat’s brow.

Jillian Chantal – (Thriller)
The man’s eyes were hard and I could see no real sign of humanity in them.

Tricia Anderson- Paranormal/Greek god romance.
“Aww, you got me takeout." “Juliet, seriously. I’m on the clock here.” 

Susanne Matthews - (Women's Fiction) 
He tilted my chin toward him. “I’ve waited a week to do this. Jersey, you take my breath away.” 

Flossie Benton Rogers(Paranormal Fantasy) 
Tight lipped, she marched in, not waiting to see if he followed.

Davee Jones- (Romance)

I know folks go through stages, and being angry is one stage some folks allow to become quick sand.