Monday, April 7, 2014

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

Welcome to Tuesday Tales. Click on the writer's name to go to their story. Thank you for coming. We hope you stop back and read all the stories. 

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. 

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