Welcome! Thank you for stopping by. This week our writers are writing 300-word stories to this picture prompt. Click on the writer's name to view their story. Then come back for more.
JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance)
Giselle looked out the big picture window in the dining room of her tiny new home in Pine Grove.
SELAH JANEL (Horror - PG)
The snow was crisp and the air cold, giving a pleasant tint to the scenic view. Trees sloped downward to the valley and mountain after mountain rose on its other side.
V. L. LOCEY (Romantic Comedy)
It was a nice change of scenery.
KAREN CINO (Contemporary Romance)
Pia sat on the cushioned window seat staring out into the valley.
LINDSAY DOWNS (Sensual Suspense)
“We need for you to describe what you can remember about the place you were held,” Jessica said, stepping forward.
STEFAN ELLERY (Sci Fi)
Greg sat in his deer stand waiting for a buck to show. It was hard not to be distracted by the view of the snow trees and the distant mountains.
SHERRY GLOAG (Fiction)
Like living frames, the pines flanked the view of the distant mountains from her window. Three years ago she’d crossed those snow-capped mountains and bought this former royal hunting lodge, and still didn’t know when cowardice or courage had driven her away from everything she held dear, and everything she’d lost.
CATHERINE GREENFEDER (Adult Paranormal Romance)
"Moonlight Becomes Him"
She inhaled the scent of pine and glanced at the lake beyond the snow draped branches of the evergreens. A mist rolled over the mountains.
MICHAEL CHARTON (Poetry)
DAVEE JONES (YA Romance)
"Black Diamond Hearts Are the Most Difficult"
"Not a better backdrop existed on the planet for cozying up to an intimate interlude."
KATHLEEN TIGHE BALL (Historical Romance)
She’d doubted her survival the minute they banned her from the wagon train and now her doubts were a certainty.
CAROLYN GIBBS (Romantic Suspense)
It was the perfect getaway, with the perfect guy. Claire sat cozy in the passenger seat of Sam’s black Lexus SUV, on their way up to his cabin for a short writer’s retreat.
I couldn’t believe it when I found Grandma’s diary amongst mum’s boxes a few weeks back. It was a bit like a “wow” moment and I remember staring at it for a while.