Monday, May 14, 2012


Welcome! Thank you for coming. Here is the picture our 13 writers are creating 300-word stories around this week. Click on the name of the writer to go to their blog and read their story.
“Do you know the stone arch in the ramble in Central Park?”
“I try to stay out of the ramble, I always get lost there,” Megan confessed. 
New York City Homicide Detective Rosalie Grimaldi took a walk in Central Park to clear her head from what had been going on with some of her cases.  She kept hearing crime was down in New York, but you wouldn’t know it from the files on her desk. 
SELAH JANEL (Fantasy/Supernatural Romance)
"Beyond the Arch"
One did not go past the Guardian Arch. It was a simple enough rule. 
"A Bad Feeling" 
He had a bad feeling about this one. 'Body under bridge' never brought about a good one but tonight...
LINDSAY DOWNS (Sensual Mystery)
She smiled as the archway came into view. She noticed the way the artisans had positioned the stones reminded her of a similar bridge near her chateau in Saintes-Maries-de-le-Mer.
It had been so many years that Trop had a decent meal. When he first came to the bridge it felt like home, it kept him dry and managed to keep out the cold.
DAKOTA TRACE (Erotic Paranormal - Rated R)
With a pounding heart, Alyssa approached the arch. It was as if her feet were possessed. 
Claire felt the fallen leaves crunch under her sneakers as she and Sam hiked through the Ramble in Central Park. They were taking a break from planning their novel, and also doing research, since the park was prominently featured in their story.
"Running for a Reason"
Running hard and fast, her breath caught but Elizabeth knew the gate must be near.  As familiar with Central Park as with the streets of her neighborhood she’d find it.  And when she did, she’d be home free with the rich woman’s purse in hand.
James strode down the park path until he saw the archway, their archway. He stopped short warring with himself. He needed to see her, yet something held him back. 
KAREN CINO (Contemporary Romance)
Drake leaned against the wall in the arched stone walkway.  Living across the street from Central Park had always been one of his dreams since he was a young lad growing up in Liverpool, London.
She didn't notice him watching her as he stood a distance before the archway. He just wanted to take a moment so he could remember this scene of her beauty surrounded by nature. He swallowed the lump in his throat and took a breath in.
"Darkness and Light"
A bit like her life really, Sharon thought, as she approached the narrow aperture. Shadow and sunlight bathed the bridge in stark contrasts...



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