Monday, April 24, 2017

Tuesday Tales - Life







Welcome to Tuesday Tales! 

Our word prompt this week is "Life". Please read all the stories. Click on the author's name to get to their blog. Thank you for coming. 



V.L. Locey (M/M Shifter Romance)

Rugby hurried to the front doors, pulled the massive things open, and bowed deeply to the four massive wolves padding through the doors. 

Jean Joachim (Rural Romance)

“I’m supposed to be a hermit. I bought this place to stay away from people, not rush out and meet ‘em.”

Davee Jones (Contemporary Romance)

“We all let life get in the way.”

Susanne Matthews (Fated, Short Story)

Part of me is missing, and I have to find it.

Tricia Andersen (Paranormal MMA Romance)

"How far out of town?” Delilah asked. There was hesitation in her voice. “You’re going to want to hang on, sweetheart.”

Trisha Faye (Contemporary Fiction)

The memories of a childhood mid-September first day of school, with an early fall chill to the morning air, were something from the past.

Karen Cino (Contemporary Romance)

Jill gasped when she walked into Umberto’s Restaurant dining room.  In the far corner of the room was a table filled with all different colored wild blowers.

Jillian Chantal (Historical Romance)

"Good Lord, what have you done?" 

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

TUESDAY TALES - Picture Prompt Week!

Welcome! This week we have picture prompts, instead of words. Each author picked one picture that worked for their story. The word limit is 300, to make it challenging. To see the picture and story, click on the author's name. 
Remember to hit everyone as each story is different. Thanks for coming!

Jean Joachim (Rural Romance)
"I don't think pugs eat rabbits."

Susanne Matthews (Contemporary Romance)
Whatever could grow between them had to be nurtured and fed, like the first shoot of a new plant.

Flossie Benton Rogers (Paranormal Vintage Romance)
She stood by the bed, her vision blurred.


Jillian Chantal (Historical Romance)
I nodded but stayed silent as I didn't trust my voice not to give away my tears. 

Trisha Faye (Contemporary Fiction)
By the time the next weekend arrived, Peggy wondered if the weekend away was even worth it.

Monday, April 10, 2017

TUESDAY TALES - WORD PROMPT "LAKE" #romance #shortstory


Welcome to Tuesday Tales! Click on the author's name and go to their blog. When you finished reading, return and move on to the next one. The word prompt this week is "lake". Thank you for coming!

JEAN JOACHIM (Rural Romance)
“Better get your ass up outta there before another car comes along.”

TRISHA FAYE (Contemporary Fiction)
The open laptop sat on the desk, beckoning to her in a come hither manner.

SUSANNE MATTHEWS (Contemporary Romance)
I’m wide awake and since this storm seems intent on staying around, I won’t be able to sleep anyway.

DAVEE JONES (Contemporary Romance)
“We always enjoyed going to the lake.”

JILLIAN CHANTAL (Regency Pirate Story)
“Don’t be mad at me and the boys for going, will you?”

FLOSSIE BENTON ROGERS (Paranormal Fantasy Romance)
Her wintry gray eyes glittered.

TRICIA ANDERSEN (Paranormal MMA Romance)
“Yeah. Tell me about it. I think I might have married me a psychopath.”

Monday, April 3, 2017

Tuesday Tales - Writing to Number

TUESDAY TALES - WORD PROMPT "NUMBER"

Welcome to Tuesday Tales! Click on the author's name and go to their blog. When you finished reading, return and move on to the next one. The word prompt this week is "number". Thank you for coming!

TRISHA FAYE (Contemporary Fiction)
But for now, for these few hours, she could relegate her concerns to the back of her mind and enjoy the sisterly camaraderie.



SUSANNE MATTHEWS (Contemporary Romance)
How could anything as fragile as this house on stilts withstand such a battering?



DAVEE JONES (Contemporary Romance)
They had my number.

FLOSSIE BENTON ROGERS (Paranormal Vintage Romance) 
The waves stroked her lotion into coconut scented beads.

 JILLIAN CHANTAL  (Regency Era Romance)
“I must confess, I even failed as an altar boy.”

JEAN JOACHIM  (Contemporary Romance)
Deserted by his adoring public, his friends, the three women he'd been sleeping with and even his mother, he had become a recluse.


V.L. LOCEY   (M/F Hockey Romance) 
“Is your husband happy about coming to Philly?” I asked Cami.