Monday, January 28, 2019

Tuesday Tales- Snow

Welcome to Tuesday Tales. We're a group of writers sharing the challenge of writing to a shared word each week. This week, we are writing to the word prompt of snow. Settle in and check out our variety of uses of the word. Click on each author's name to go to their entry.

Trisha Faye (Historical Fiction)

 The more time she spent visiting Grandma, the more she discovered how her initial thoughts were in error.

Tricia Anderson (paranormal/Greek god romance)
Unfortunately the miles between them might destroy the world.

V.L. Locey (MMM Paranormal Romance)

I drove the sleek Jaguar that Vincente had bought several years ago, way before I came into his life.

Flossie Benton Rogers (Medieval knight romance)

 She was a distraction, the sort he wasn’t accustomed to.

Davee Jones:  (Romance) 
"I was only interested in the snow cones and cotton candy. I liked watching it, but I wasn't as fascinated as you were."

Jean Joachim: (Modern historical Romance)

“Aggie, it’s been two weeks and this pip ain’t got a job. Rent’s due in another week,” Burt said.

Jillian Chantal: (Historical)
It was sure to be the gossip of the whole town by daylight.

Monday, January 21, 2019

Tuesday Tales - Picture Prompt

This week is a picture prompt week. Our writers can pick from any of these pictures to use to inspire their stories. The writers are limited to 300 words only for their stories. Click on the writer's name to go to their blog and read their work. 

Imagine having a centipede skitter over the nape of your neck after you’ve gone to bed but not being able to leap up to brush the bug off because the damn sun might touch you and turn you to dust. 

Due to the tight quarters at this end of the table, her hip was pressed against his.

She willed herself to speak slowly and softly. “Grandma…what year is it?”

It struck again like lightning across the sky. The sight froze the blood in her veins.

Maggie climbed the subway stairs, anxious to reach the street and fresh air.

Snow fell quietly out the window, and my baby rested his sleeping head on my bosom.

Monday, January 14, 2019

Tuesday Tales: Greasy

Welcome to Tuesday Tales, the weekly blog post where a select group of authors share scenes from their current works in progress with you. Scenes are based on word or picture prompts and limited to 300 or 400 words. This week, we have a word prompt, GREASY, and scenes are no more than 400 words long. Take time to read them all. Feel free to comment and let each author know what you think. We all love feedback!

V.L. LOCEY (MM Hockey Romance)
“No way I could forget,” I told him as he painted my knuckles with tender kisses.

TRICIA ANDERSEN (Paranormal/Greek god Romance)
“I don’t want them. I want you.”

FLOSSIEBENTON ROGERS (Historical Knight Romance)
The guests seated at the dais had quieted, no doubt in deference to their rumbling stomachs.

TRISHA FAYE (Historical Fiction)
“But I don’t know why you call me your angel now. You never called me that when I was little.”

JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance)
After a climbing three staircases, they entered a tiny two bedroom apartment.

“I’m calling us free.” 

“It must’ve gotten into something greasy during the storm.”

SUSANNE MATTHEWS (Holiday Romance)
Lee nodded and left her to it, knowing she needed to feel the child against her—hadn’t he done the same thing?

Monday, January 7, 2019

Tuesday Tales - Bracelet

Welcome to Tuesday Tales, the place for weekly FREE READS! Click on the author's name and go to their blog. When you finished reading, return and move on to the next one. Thank you for stopping by!

V.L. Locey (MM Hockey Romance)

“You okay with me taking a shower here?” I asked, placing a hand on his knee and shaking him awake.

Jean Joachim (Contemporary Romance)

Resigned to her father’s decision, Maggie packed her bag.

Davee Jones (Romance)

“It’s a bracelet.” Heidi whispered, her head bowed again. 

Susanne Matthews (Holiday Romance)

Lee stared at the tableau before him—the woman he’d fallen in love with, holding his niece whose words had probably shattered her soul.  

Tricia Andersen (Paranormal/Greek god)
Even if something were to happen between us, he’ll wake up someday and want someone younger. It’s inevitable.

Flossie Benton Rogers ( Sumerian Mythology)
“We speak of the old ones who from heaven to earth came.”

Trisha Faye (Historical Fiction) 
Sophie dropped her gaze to the clock on the dashboard and groaned.