Monday, December 29, 2014

Tuesday Tales - NEW YEAR

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The lad leaped down from his chair and broke into a Lady Gaga dance routine, or so it appeared.

After her last break-up with John on New Years Eve Ethan had accused her of comparing her boyfriends to Connor.

"Will power keeps me out of the bakery. But it still doesn’t do a thing for me between the sheets."
Her cheeks ached as she kept her fake smile in place. “I’m telling you the truth.”

“Those assholes chased her away, didn’t they?” Buddy turned to Gert.

“Sincerely, it's going to take more than a new year to fix my life.”

“Thanks.  For all I know I won’t be there long.  If the Sheriff finds out I’m here I’ll probably be thrown in the slammer for murdering my Dad.”

The stairs leading to the attic were steep and cramped, as if to keep out Nosy Nellys like herself.

 

Monday, December 15, 2014

Tuesday Tales - 12 Writers Writing to the Prompt "Dance"

Welcome back to Tuesday Tales! This week we have 11 writers that have joined in on the word prompt "Dance". Click on the writer's name to go to their blog. Thank you for coming.

SARAH CASS (Contemporary Holiday [F/F])
“I look damn good in a corset, if I do say so myself.”
“You sure as shittin’ do.”

MARY TERRANI (Urban Fantasy)
“I am pleased that you agreed to my assistance. The Spirits say it will aid you on your journey.”


V.L. LOCEY (M/F Multicultural Romance)
I gave him my personal number, hung up, and ran outside.

IRIS BLOBEL (Contemporary Romance)
Connor instinctively touched the scar on his forehead.

TRISHA FAYE (Contemporary Romance)
“The only happy moments of my childhood were spent in that farmhouse down there.”

ELIZABETH BLACK (Sweet Romance)
I held up a plastic reindeer. "This one is Dancer. I wonder if Santa called him Dancer because he could dance."
"In that case, why was that other one called Vixen?" Eric asked.

JEAN JOACHIM (Sports romance)
In the locker room, under a hot shower, Buddy thought back to the first time he and Emmy made love.

MORGAN WYATT (Contemporary Romance)
"What does a person do about blackmail?”


JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary)
Kevin took her hand and entwined his fingers in hers.

TRICIA ANDERSON (Steampunk Romance)
His eyes caught two men mulling about the corner.  He frowned as their cold, piercing eyes watched him walk by.  He shook the paranoia from his mind.  No one knew where Emma was.

DAVEE JONES(Contemporary Romance)
"Will I ever dance at my sister's wedding?"
The man loomed above her on the stairs, his dark eyes questioning. 

Monday, December 8, 2014

TUESDAY TALES - NINE AUTHOR WRITE TO A PICTURE PROMPT

Welcome to Tuesday Tales. This week our writers are writing to the following picture prompt.  Click on the writer's name to go to their blog. Don't forget to return and read the other great stories, too. Thanks so much for stopping by.

V.L. Locey (Multicultural Romance)
All five women and one wiener dog fell into silence.

Trisha Faye (Contemporary Romance)
Words stammered out. She felt like a fool, unable to utter a coherent sentence.

Jillian Chantal (Contemporary Romance)
Mattie always kept her word.

Jean Joachim (Contemporary Romance)
“I’m stranded, Terry. The furnace isn’t working and I think my car battery died. Motor won’t turn over.”

Tricia Andersen (Steampunk Romance)
“Where’s the bedroom? The warmth of your naked body will keep me warm.”

Davee Jones (Contemporary Adult Romance) A Game of Inches
“Wow, Mom, I can't believe this image is only a puzzle. This looks like somewhere we should move.”

Kay Springsteen (Contemporary)
Gusts of wind sent snow dancing across the ground on miniature snow tornadoes.

Flossie Benton Rogers (Vintage Romance)
Jeffrey would take one look at her thin frame and hightail it straight to The Corner for a cold one.

Morgan K. Wyatt (Contemporary Romance)  Exposed
“Why are you so intent on knowing about blackmail? Are you writing a mystery?”

Monday, December 1, 2014

OUR WORD PROMPT IS "RAID" - FREE STORIES BY 7 WRITERS!

Welcome to Tuesday Tales. This week our writers are writing to the word prompt "raid." Click on the writer's name to go to their blog. Don't forget to return and read the other great stories, too. Thanks so much for stopping by.

JEAN JOACHIM (Sports Romance)
His raid on the refrigerator didn’t turn up much. A bottle of champagne, six pack of beer and some old cheese. 

IRIS BLOBEL (Contemporary Romance)
They sat in silence for a long moment, before Connor said, “Tell me about us.”

TRISHA FAYE (Contemporary Romance)
"Coming home, a truck, driven by a drunken backwoods low life, ran the red light and plowed into their Oldsmobile.”

V. L. LOCEY (Multicultural Romance)
There they were. The five women who had shaped me into the round-bottomed, halushki-loving person I am.

JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary)
Eating too many cookies lately was wreaking havoc with the fit of her clothes.
 
DAVEE JONES (Contemporary Adult Romance)
“When planning a verbal raid, you better come prepared with enough emotional ammunition.”

MORGAN WYATT (Contemporary Romance)
"The frosty reception I got must have been similar to the ones given to Viking raiding parties."

Monday, November 24, 2014

TUESDAY TALES - WRITERS CREATING STORIES TO THE PROMPT "STUFFED"

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JEAN JOACHIM (Sports Romance) 
“Twenty grand?”
“It’s your money, Buddy. You’ve it.”
 
V. L. LOCEY (Multicultural Romance)
“Here I thought you were tidying up the erotica section, not taking notes.”

MORGAN K. WYATT (Contemporary Romance)
"The only reason a man pretends to be your friend is to start a romantic relationship. I can see their reasoning.”

IRIS BLOBEL (Contemporary Romance)
With friends like Emily, who still remembered his kiss, or Ethan, who apparently looked forward to seeing him again after all these years.


JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary)
“May I have five minutes of your time?”


ELIZABETH BLACK (Sweet Romance)

We sat down with the children at a small, rickety table for Thanksgiving dinner.
"Mom, I'm 29. Why do I still have to sit at the kid's table?”


TRISHA FAYE (Non-fiction/Inspirational)
The problem lies, not in in technology or advances and changes in our world, but in always striving for something else – be it newer, bigger, fancier, or just plain different.


TRICIA ANDERSEN (Steampunk Romance)
“I am.  These men killed Sophia, my wife.  My sweet, I love you more than I ever did her and she possessed my heart.  If they took your life it would end mine.  Do you understand?”


FLOSSIE BENTON ROGERS (Vintage Romance)
“Mama, will Daddy still know me?”

Monday, November 17, 2014

TUESDAY TALES - 8 WRITERS WRITING TO THE PROMPT STARK



JEAN JOACHIM (Sports Romance)
In college, he’d sneak out to a local pond at six, shed his clothes and quietly lower himself, naked, into the cool water. 

V. L. LOCEY (Multicultural Romance)
Jonah nodded, walked inside, and closed the door with my back.

IRIS BLOBEL (Contemporary Romance)

“Mate, Ethan here.”
Ahh, the infamous best friend.

TRISHA FAYE (Non-fiction/Inspirational)
The nebulous advice of ‘Take Action’, or as Nike’s infamous advertisement proclaims ‘Just Do It’, often is harder to put into action than the instruction implies.

JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary)
As she removed her coat, someone tapped her on the shoulder.

TRICIA ANDERSEN (Steampunk Romance) 
Gideon couldn’t help but notice the stark change in Edgar’s demeanor.  The man who was once jovial was now just as serious as he.  
“What is it, Gideon?” Edgar questioned. 


FLOSSIE BENTON ROGERS (Paranormal Romance)
Her pulse accelerated as the man stepped in front of her, blocking her way up the stairs.

DAVEE JONES (Adult Romance) 
A Game of Inches
“She is a stark reminder of what my life could have been.”  

Monday, November 10, 2014

Tuesday Tales - Picture Prompt




Welcome to Tuesday Tales! Come read the stories our writers penned to this picture. They’re only 300 words, so it will be fast reading. 

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V.L. Locey (Multicultural Romance)

“You could come in and see the place,” I mumbled, wondering where the vodka-fueled cougar had fled. 

Tricia Anderson (Sports Romance)

The lake lent the perfect background to the scene.  Someday, he would live somewhere like this with his wife and children when he was done with his MMA career.

Elizabeth Black (Sweet Romance)

Doing nothing was a lot easier than you'd think. After going for a swim in the lake, Eric and I sat in the living room in front of a roaring fire, enjoying each other's company.

Jean Joachim (Contemporary Romance)

"Are you sure you want to do this? You don't have to. You'll still be my girl."

Trisha Faye (Non Fiction/Inspirational)

Nature is more than wilderness, mountains, prairies and plains.

Iris Blobel (Sports Romance)

Yes, Ethan had to do the quick growing up when Skye fell pregnant at nineteen and had left him only a few months after Nicholas had been born.

Davee Jones (Contemporary Adult Romance)
“I love living here. I had to move far enough away the memories of you couldn’t haunt me.”

Flossie Benton Rogers (Paranormal Romance)

“For pity’s sake, step on it,” Ivy grumbled.

Morgan Wyatt (Contemporary Romance)
Her discomfort caused Will’s lips to tilt upward. “Did we sleep together?”




Monday, November 3, 2014

Tuesday Tales - FLOWER

 
 
 





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I love Sex on the Stages. They`re so delicious and fruity that you hardly taste the vodka in them, but it`s in there, trust me.   

And without even thinking twice about it, she stood on her toes and placed a kiss on his cheek. “Give me a call when you need to talk.”

I also unequivocally thought I was going to live to the age of 85. I was wrong.
 

It reminded her more of an ancestral home than a commonal-garden B&B. Pity it was fully booked.
The charm of the place called to her.


Taking advantage of Will’s concentration on his hosts, she ogled him thoroughly. Definitely, no gargoyle, no extra ears or fingers, and charming, somewhat.


“Time to get up.”
She rolled over, waving Shady away. “Not yet.”




Snow fell in big flakes, covering the ground fast.
 

Tricia Anderson (SteampunkRomance)
“A gentleman never shares who he has spent his night with. However, I can tell you she’ll be furious if she knows I’m here so we need to make this quick. I need a favor of you.”


“Shale, what did the spirit show you?”


Elizabeth Black (Sweet Romance)
Eric got another bizarre idea in his head. He took me to a museum to see the stinkiest flower on earth.




Monday, October 27, 2014

TUESDAY TALES - GHOSTLY


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JILLLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary Romance)
“What’s that, love?” Paul asked as he joined her at the table.


IRIS BLOBEL (Contemporary Romance)
“You should know better than me. After all you’ve known Jack longer.”  Emily didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “I meant you,” she finally replied in a whisper, hoping not to put more salt in what seemed an open wound.


TRISHA FAYE (Contemporary Romance)
 "That group? Down on the courtyard square? That's Shelly giving her 'Ghosts of Denton' tour."


ELIZABETH BLACK (Sweet Romance)
Eric had planned a wonderful Halloween get-away for us at a bed and breakfast haunted by a pirate captain!


V.L. LOCEY (Multicultural Romance)
The man looked good enough to eat.


SHERRY GLOAG (Romantic Suspense)
The stare she directed at him should have douched the heat burning up inside him. It failed.


DAVEE JONES (Contemporary Adult Romance) The Fantasy Leagues Book #2 - A Game of Inches
Ghostly humidity filled the air molecules with something profane.


TRICIA ANDERSEN (Steampunk Romance)
Her act of bravado did nothing but arouse him.  “We will stop her.  Together.”


JAMIE SALISBURY (Contemporary Romance)
Pulling up in front of the house I couldn't help but notice the fact that no lights were on. Seeing Tom's truck meant one of two things. He was either passed out drunk in the house or his workshop.


FLOSSIE BENTON ROGERS (Paranormal Romance)
Shale’s right hand froze on the pestle, while the fingers of her left hand tightened to a death grip on the cold rim of the green onyx mortar.

Monday, October 20, 2014

TUESDAY TALES – PICTURE PROMPT

 
Welcome to Tuesday Tales! Come read the stories 10 writers penned to this picture. They’re only 300 words, so it will be fast reading.

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TRISHA FAYE (Contemporary Romance)
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea,” she murmured. “You think we could make it through a meal without wanting to strangle each other?”
 
JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary)
“We’re trying some new recipes for ladies night,” Amos said
 
V.L. LOCEY (M/F Multicultural Romance)
Pulling back the sleeve of my coat I saw that I was ten minutes late.
 
TRICIA ANDERSEN (Sports Romance)
It was the first time Max had anything to do with MMA since he left Mankato and moved to Minneapolis. He didn’t even watch it anymore. The memories of all that had happened were just too painful.
 
IRIS BLOBEL (Contemporary Romance)
A week ago, he’d enjoyed a cocktail with the woman who he'd later found out had cheated on him, and a few days after that he’d said farewell to his mother and Duncan, the man he’d called father for the last twenty years.
 
JEAN JOACHIM (Sports Romance)
Jo Parker smoothed the silk of her deep purple dress with dry palms.
 
SHERRY GLOAG (Romantic Suspense)
Not even the slap of his palm across his forehead banished her stricken look, her race for the door and her frantic dash across the car park, in the wrong direction.
 
MORGAN WYATT (Contemporary Romance)
Salmon Wellington was worth clapping about. It sure beat nuking a frozen entrée.
 

ELIZABETH BLACK (Sweet Romance)
I'd never been to a restaurant that was a converted jail. This was going to be the most unique eating experience ever.
 

FLOSSIE BENTON ROGERS (Paranormal Romance)
The demon’s hands were freezing, his wings cold and rubbery against Kestrel’s arm where he had her tucked her in close to him as they flew.