TUESDAY TALES - 9 WRITERS CREATING STORIES TO THE PROMP "SAVAGE"

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JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance)
Her long black hair swung down to cover her very low neckline a bit. She tossed it back with a snap of her head.
SARAH CASS (Contemporary Romance)
“To point out that your head isn’t always screwed on right when it comes to women.”
V. L. LOCEY (M/M Historical Romance)
 “I would ask you to lower your weapon, Sir, as we are lawmen as you can see.”
TRICIA ANDERSEN (Steampunk Romance)
She would be asleep for quite a while as her body freed itself of the poison.  When she woke and was strong, he would get some answers from her.
LINDSAY DOWNS (Regency Mystery)
“Except for some of their food, haggis for one and the way they talk.”
JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary) 
The waitress set their food down and scooted away as if to escape the rancor emanating off Philip.
STEFAN ELLERY (Thriller)

The horror that laid in front of her weakened her body, the depth of the savage cruelty for someone to do such a think put a strain on her mind. 

MORGAN K. WYATT (Contemporary Romance)
The Inheritance
Get that thought out of your head, soldier. That type of thinking leads to danger.
KATHLEEN BALL (Western Romance)
In the far corner of the stall, Anora curled up on the scratchy hay trying to make herself smaller. Closing her eyes, she wished she could be invisible

TUESDAY TALES - 13 WRITERS WRITING TO THE PROMPT "LEMON"

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JEAN JOACHIM (Football Romance)

Evan towered over the pretty, curvy woman with auburn hair named Molly. She squinted up at him.

SARAH CASS(Contemporary)
“What if you don’t trust your heart?” Though she’d kept her words quiet, Regan could still feel Myrtle’s strong gaze on her. 
TRISHA FAYE (Historical Fiction)
“All the orange trees are nice here,” Bea said. “But I shorely wish they didn’t have to use those dad-gum, nasty smudge pots.”
V. L. LOCEY (M/M Historical)

 “Good thing you took up being a lawman instead of being a criminal,” the bruiser said before he drove his elbow into the thin glass window behind us. 

IRIS BLOBEL (Sports Romance)

“C’mon, say it!” she coaxed.

“Say what?”
MORGAN K. WYATT (Contemporary Romance)
The Inheritance
Half the time she looked  like a deer caught in  the headline. The other half she reminded him more of a wildcat, an angry one. 
LINDSAY DOWNS (Suspense)
“Not me woman it’s you. How long have you known?” Martina insisted , sitting on the chaisse beside her.
JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary)
“If wearing pretty shoes is atonement for sin, I must have really offended someone recently since this pair is actually hell on earth.”
KATHLEEN BALL (Western Contemporary Romance)
Maverick squinted his eyes against the glaring sun bouncing off the new snow trying to follow her footsteps.
DAVEE JONES (Contemporary Sports Romance)
Multiple Scorgasms
"Seriously, I'll squirt lemon juice in your eye if you don't leave me alone." 
TRICIA ANDERSEN (Steampunk Romance)
His heart raced in terror.  Emma was inside.  Dying.  And he built this contraption to be indestructible.
SHERRY GLOAG (Romance)
Where had that thought come from, and was it true? Was she running from her past, too afraid to face a future without the solid foundations she’d grown up with?
STEFAN ELLERY (Thriller)
Kelley opened her eyes and squeezed them shut, a sliver of sunlight broke through a crack in her curtains and rested on her her face. 

TUESDAY TALES - 12 WRITERS WRITING TO THE PROMPT "HUG"

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JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance)

Evan Montgomery hugged his niece, Kathy, for the last time.

“Not so hard.”

V. L. LOCEY(M/M Historical Romance)

 Mister Price smiled at us. He seemed to smile a great deal.

TRISHA FAYE (Historical Fiction)

Her arms ached to hold babies. Babies; they were her favorite.

SARAH CASS (Historical Romance)

“He is my friend. If we stop that aspect of our relationship for a short time or a long one, that won’t change.”

IRIS BLOBEL (Sports Romance)

“Right here, sweetheart,” he said as he slid into her. “Feel me?”

JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary Romance)

“Are you nuts?” he asked, then held up his hand as she opened her mouth, “no, wait. Don’t answer that. Of course you are.”

LINDSAY DOWNS(Suspense)

Dressed again in loose fitting jeans, since her stomach still hurt from the gunshot wounds, and t-shirt Jessica stepped out of her room to be met by Ronny hiding behind a mildly angry Collette.

STEFAN ELLERY(Thriller)

John stripped his cloths off and the them in the trash they were stained with blood, he even took his underwear off and disposed of them.

DAVEE JONES (Erotic Contemporary Romance)

Multiple Scorgasms

I gave her a handshake and she leaned in impulsively for a hug. Maybe I lingered a moment longer than I should have, but, she smelled good. 

KATHLEEN BALL (Western Romance)

A more frightened filly, he’s never seen. When she turned around her dark blue eyes widened and her mouth gaped. 

TRICIA ANDERSEN (Steampunk Romance)

Gideon Alexander belongs to me.  I have worked a long time to possess the man. 

MORGAN K. WYATT (Contemporary Romance)
The Inheritance
 Didn’t need to know if he was divorced because he’d start dating as he implied to Melody, but because the last thing he needed was Angelique showing up. His life was complicated enough.

TUESDAY TALES - PICTURE PROMPT- 12 WRITERS

Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week we have a picture prompt. Some used the mirror, above. 

 

 And some used the picture above. All are restricted to 300 words for each story. Click on the writer's name to read their story. Then return to read the rest. Thank you for coming!
JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance)
The Scent of Love
Jory practically ran up the steps and banged open the door. 

“Aunt Rita?” She shouted. 

SARAH CASS (Urban Fantasy)

“It carries a lot of power.” Red drew closer, but avoided touching the reflective pane. 

TRISHA FAYE (Historical Fiction)

“C’mon, we’re gonna be late,” Mae tugged at Francie’s hand.

JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary)

She half-rose from her chair as if compelled to investigate the area.

LINDSAY DOWNS (Regency Mystery)

“Can’t those ladies do as I ask,” he mumbled then set off after them.

TRICIA ANDERSEN (Steampunk Romance)

"Sophia gave it to me one morning when I rose from her bed.  I was fascinated so she gave it to me.  It is a shame I had to kill her.  Katarina paid me handsomely to do so though."

IRIS BLOBEL (Sports Romance)

Oliver stepped behind her and placed his hands on her hips.

“I like the colour of your eyes,” he whispered as their eyes met in the mirror.

V. L. LOCEY (M/M Historical Romance)

When we emerged from that cattle car we were indeed a pitiful sight.

MORGAN K. WYATT (Contemporary Romance)

The Inheritance

 Just when she was trying to like Levi a bit and think better of him, he had to go make some crack like that. 

KATHLEEN BALL (Memoir/Guest Post)

He used to say”What stories that mirror could tell if it could talk.”

STEFAN ELLERY(Thriller)

The blood on his hand was thick and even rinsing it underwater didn’t completely take it off. They were now stained with red, he scrubbed his hands with a nail brush, but all he did was open up his own skin.

DAVEE JONES (Contemporary Romance)

Nights Under Shining Armor

 “I don’t know a thing about the Renaissance period. But, the clothes are cool.” Audrey Ryan lifted her skirt away from her feet and did a slight pirouette in the dressing room. 

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TUESDAY TALES - 12 WRITER'S STORIES TO THE PROMPT "NUDGE"

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JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance)
The Scent of Love
Jory hesitated on the steps of Jonas Hospital. Her hands were sweating.
IRIS BLOBEL (Sports Romance)
His arm circled her waist and she placed her hands lightly against his chest. Warmth pooled in his chest, stirring a reaction he hadn't felt in far too many years.
TRISHA FAYE(Historical Fiction)
“See,” Helen said, giggling. She pointed to Mae’s behind. “See that swing Mae’s got.”
SARAH CASS (Historical Romance)
“That’s because they were hoping for love and marriage to be taken away from this so-called horrible life as a worker. I, however, have no designs for the life of a wife.”
V. L. LOCEY(M/M Historical)
The steam engine`s whistle pierced the air. Massive steel linkages connecting one box car to another slammed into each other.
JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary)
“In a clinical, medical way?”
LINDSAY DOWNS (Suspense)
“Looks like someone has been working out or have I lost that much weight?”
MORGAN K. WYATT (Contemporary Romance)
If she got out more, she might meet someone who was secure in his masculinity. Her first challenge would be to figure out how to do that.
TRICIA ANDERSEN (Steampunk)
"Yes.  She was sent to you every day with one command - to do whatever it took to convince you to obey my wishes.  Even seduce you."
STEFAN ELLERY (Thriller)

He hid behind the snowbank, his desire to go into the singers home was strong, but it was enough that he now knew where she lived.

DAVEE JONES (Contemporary Romance)
Nights Under Shining Armor
 “I don’t know a thing about the Renaissance period. But, the clothes are cool.” Audrey Ryan lifted her skirt away from her feet and did a slight pirouette in the dressing room.
KATHLEEN BALL (Western Romance)
The first thing she saw was Belle leaning over her. “What? Did something happen?”

TUESDAY TALES ~ 13 STORIES WRITTEN TO THE PROMPT 'END'

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JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance)
The Scent of Love
   Steam was coming out of Jory’s ears as she strode down the sidewalk to Haven’s Heart Pub. 
TRISHA FAYE (Historical Fiction) 
Don’t give me no sass,” Bea hollered down the hall. “Up and at em! Come eat yore breakfast so we can get cleaned up and head to church.”
TRICIA ANDERSEN (Steampunk Romance)
He was sure he was about to become a hermit again but not because he feared the world.  Once he got this beauty in his bed he wasn't about to leave. 
V.L.LOCEY (M/M Historical Romance)
Truly, the wonders of a whorehouse never seemed to escape me.
JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary Romance)
If she didn’t know better, she’d think he was flirting with her.
LINDSAY DOWNS(Suspense)
“Dad, I love you,” she whispered, as they started to the stairs.
IRIS BLOBEL (Sports Romance)
At that moment she noticed, that apart from the move to Melbourne nothing had really changed. She had wanted a change, but moved east with the same clothes, same car and even the same furniture!
MORGAN K. WYATT (Contemporary Romance)
The Inheritance
A doll-like woman makes that type feel like a man, but it doesn’t make him one.
SARAH CASS (Historical Paranormal)
It was a mark of possession, probably the only way they were able to keep her from returning to her true pack once she grew into her Were form.
STEFAN ELLERY (Thriller)
Kelley, pulled her keys out of her purse, they weighed far more than necessary, the kubotan attached to her key chain was made by her father on his hobby lathe, instead of aluminum it was made of brass with a sharp point at the end.
DAVEE JONES (YA Paranormal Romance)
Finding Love in a Black Lagoon
“Oh, yea, and I bet Pearl is coming over or something, so, you’re just seeing how much time you have to spend with me. It’s the beginning of the end, I can see it now.”
KATHLEEN BALL (Western Romance)
 “Hey, darlin’, it’s way too cold out there for you. I’m sorry I made you uncomfortable talking about your husband."
SHERRY GLOAG (Regency Romance)
While the man inclined his head, Consuela noted his smile failed to reach his eyes.

TUESDAY TALES - 14 WRITERS WRITING TO THE PROMPT "PALE"

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JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance)
The Scent of Love
It had been three weeks since Jory got a letter from Bryce.
SARAH CASS (Historical Paranormal)
 Before Byron could ask the question he’d opened his mouth for, Dell cut him off. “Get out-both of you."
DAVEE JONES (YA Paranormal Romance)
Finding Love in a Black Lagoon 
He looked into her eyes, her face pale, almost sallow.
TRISHA FAYE (Historical Fiction) 
Bea slipped a fried egg onto Casey’s plate. “When’s yore next paycheck? We need some things from the store.”
V. L. LOCEY(M/M Historical)
“Is it routine to charge lawmen to ride upon your rails when they are in the midst of a criminal investigation?”
JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary)
“Good grief, you’re relentless, aren’t you?”
LINDSAY DOWNS (Suspense)
“I’d expect nothing less from you girl.” Collette then glanced to the others. “Out and don’t come back until I tell you,” she ordered.
IRIS BLOBEL (Sports Romance)

“Don’t you like me kissing you?” he asked with a big grin.

Letting out a big sigh, she replied, “I like them a bit too much.”
 MORGAN K. WYATT (Contemporary Romance)
The Inheritance
Chewing on a cookie, he appeared to consider her words. “You’re not one of those prudes who doesn’t believe in sex before marriage and all that?” 
STEFAN ELLERY (Thriller)
The trees were sparse in the park, but the thick oaks provided enough cover so she could avoided the police. She flitted from tree to tree following only the darkened paths.
JAMIE SALISBURY (Contemporary)
Max rolled her eyes and sucked in a deep breath. She knew bringing Ethan along to pick out new flooring for their kitchen was a huge mistake
SHERRY GLOAG (Fiction)
Whoever was responding, picked them up, said the right thing and yet something, deep within told Brenda her brother was not the author of his supposed letters.
KATHLEEN BALL (Western Romance)
She peered at him through the fringe of her eyelashes and watched him observe her with his startling blue eyes.
TRICIA ANDERSEN (Steampunk Romance) 
She crept her fingers across his bare flesh.  “Gideon, it is my body and my life.  I will share them with any man I please.  And right now, you are the one I wish to share it with.”