Monday, April 15, 2013

TUESDAY TALES - 10 WRITERS WRITING TO THE WORD PROMPT "CHOCOLATE"

Welcome to Tuesday Tales. This week we're writing stories around the word "chocolate." Just click on the name of the writer to go to their blog. Please return to read others' work. We have a variety of genres, as usual. Thanks for stopping by. 
JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance) 
"It Had to Be You"
“Look Miss…”
“Rory.”
“Yes, yes, Rory, whatever. 
TRICIA ANDERSEN (Medieval Fantasy Romance) 
Miranda wandered along the garden paths, ignoring the leaves on the trees blazing in brilliant autumn color or the rows and rows of late blooming blossoms.  
V. L. LOCEY (Romantic Comedy)
“Busy Bees, your Queen needs you!” I called.
KAREN CINO (Contemporary Romance)
“Wife?”  That was Lorenzo’s last word to her.  And the look on his face was one she’d never forget either. 
LINDSAY DOWNS (Romantic Fantasy)
She appreciated the loving warm smile from her mother and with another peck on the cheek headed to the stair and her bedroom.
SARAH CASS (Urban Fantasy)
“If I’m to speak before the assembly I should change. These human clothes are already too small.” I held out my arms to demonstrate the way the sleeves now only hit three-quarter length when they’d hit my wrists earlier.
STEFAN ELLERY (Sci Fi)
Paul was happy to escape the wintry planet and even more happy when they brought Ariana back to her father. He said his goodbyes to her and she answered him with  a winsome smile.
KATHLEEN TIGHE BALL (Western Romance)
She’d have to set him straight. No sex until marriage. It wasn’t that she didn’t have any experience but she wanted a ring on her finger.
ROSALIND NAZILLI (Fiction)
At the back of the wardrobe she found her most alluring red basque and placed it near the fire to air. She shook out her cape and washed her long black hair, adding lemon juice to the rinse to make it shine.
DAVEE JONES (Paranormal YA)
"Finding Love and Bigfoot"
What do you have there, Mr. Caleb?” Leandra laughed, attempting to get a better look at what Caleb held in his fingers."

Friday, April 5, 2013

TUESDAY TALES, 12 WRITERS WRITING TO THEIR CHOICE: "NOISY" OR "CAMERA"

Welcome and thanks for stopping by! Today we're writing to the word prompt, "noisy". Click on the name of the writer to go to their blog and read their story.
JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance)
"Rescue My Heart"
“Was that a crack?” The skinny woman asked.  
“What? Me? No. Really, no.”
LINDSAY DOWNS (Romantic Suspense)
With John mooning over Shay, Jessica knew she’d be safe but it was George she was more concerned with. How to protect him while still accomplishing the task at hand?
KAREN CINO (Contemporary Romance)
Lorenzo’s flight was landing in a couple of hours, and she still didn’t have any answers. 
ROSALIND SMITH-NAZILLI (Fiction)
Byrony Matthews was a creature of the night and her work as a haberdasher suited her just fine, not least of all because it brought many helpless men to her little domain to buy buttons or zips and sometimes they lingered while she did small repair jobs for them. 
SHERRY GLOAG (Fiction)
“Mandy is a gentle girl, a bit more naive than we ever realised. How could she live with her mother and not know her parents were going through a divorce?
TRICIA ANDERSEN (Contemporary Romance)
The thunderous cheering was deafening.  Chloe scanned the cavernous arena. 
KATHLEEN TIGHE BALL (Western Romance)
She wanted to throw his hat off and run her finger through his hair. She could see his powerful arm muscles beneath his shirt.
DAVEE JONES (Paranormal Horror Thriller)
"Blue-Ink Embryo
“Do you have the web cam connected to your computer?”
SARAH CASS (Urban Fantasy)
 Why did you wait so long?” I leaned my cheek against his arm as I had when I was young.
FIONA DRUCE (Fantasy Romance)  
Robin Goodfellow snickered as he tied his long crimson hair with a leather thong. Aodhan was in for it. And it was all Robin’s fault. Much to his delight. 
SIOBHAN KINCADE  (Contemporary Cowboy Romance)

When she woke, it was to the sound of a dinner bell and the savory aroma of steak. It brought her downstairs and directly into Wesley, Sr.’s path.
V. L. LOCEY (Romantic Comedy)
“Violet, are you okay?” I asked after a nice gust of freshly cut June lawn blew the stink of dirty diaper away.
 

Monday, April 1, 2013

TUESDAY TALES - 11 WRITERS WRITING TO THE PROMPT "FUNNY"

Welcome to Tuesday Tales! Click on the writer's name to read their story written to the prompt "funny" today. Thank you for stopping by.
JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance)
"Rescue My Heart"
Rory left the hospital with a prescription for pain medicine, a large hospital bill, and her broken left arm in a sling. A kind man flagged a taxi for her. 
TRICIA ANDERSEN (Medieval Fantasy Romance)
The Great Hall of the palace was buzzing.  The lords and ladies of the land laughed and ate and drank. 
V. L. LOCEY (M/M Romantic Comedy) 
 I jogged back into the center, already having decided to do my paperwork tomorrow morning before heading over to my folks place.
SARAH CASS (Urban Fantasy)
"This had better not be a joke. Because if it is, it's not in the least bit funny."
LINDSAY DOWNS (Romantic Suspense)
“There’s a vague resemblance to someone we both know but I can’t be sure. How about you?” Jessica probed.
SHERRY GLOAG (Fiction)
“You gonna tell me what’s crawling up your arse?” Jake kept his attention on the road ahead and the rising annoyance out of his voice.
DAVY JONES (YA Romance)
"Love on a Billboard"
"Good grief, this drive is taking forever.” Chrisee Jenkins rubbed one sleepy eye while keeping the other glued to the asphalt in front of her."  
FIONA DRUCE  (Fantasy Romance)
“A good and merry day to all of you.” Aodhan approached the trio with a jaunty swagger and a crooked smile. The long-perfected tweak of his lips had stolen the heart of many a maiden. 
KATHLEEN TIGHE BALL (Western Romance)
The bar was jammed packed but as soon as the cute little blonde entered through the swinging doors, he was hooked.
MARIA FERRER (Romantic Suspense)
"Latin Rhythms"
All she could do was stare, as he pulled up his pants, zipped his fly, and crushed her soul. 
STEFAN ELLERY (Sci Fi)
Paul woke up in a well lit room, Holographic images displayed his heart beat, another displayed his circulatory system and muscles. When he moved the images would move in response to his actions. 

Monday, March 18, 2013

TUESDAY TALES, 10 WRITERS SHORT STORIES TO THE WORD PROMPT "TIGHT"

Welcome to Tuesday Tales! Thanks for stopping by. These writers have written stories to the word prompt "tight" this week. Click on the writer's name to get to their blog and their story. We will be back in two weeks, see the note at the bottom.    
JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance) 
A crowd began to gather. Rory heard the wail of a siren draw closer. 
KAREN CINO (Contemporary Romance)
Pia paced through her living room and kitchen.  Lisa had called her earlier, telling her to sit tight, she was on her way home.  Home?
LINDSAY DOWNS (Suspense)
“Never thought I’d see the day when John would pass out."
IRIS BLOBEL (Aussie Romance)
A mental picture of Ty naked on his bed rushed through Katie’s mind and she blushed instantly. She could not believe how good it had felt to hear his voice.
V. L. LOCEY (M/M Romantic Comedy)
“Wow,” I huffed, letting my fingers dance over his thick bicep, “You sure do know how to win your houseguest`s hearts.” 
SHERRY GLOAG (Romantic/Paranormal)
Aladdin’s lamp? Was she going crazy?  Immediately she focussed on her thumb still brushing the surface of the silver horseshoe in her hand, and swore.
TRICIA ANDERSEN (Medieval Fantasy Romance)
Thatcher’s horse sauntered behind the others weighed down by the bulk of the three knight’s belongings.  He walked alongside the grey steed holding the horse’s lead tight in his hand.
STEFAN ELLERY (Sci Fi)
Paul groaned as his clothes were stripped down to his underwear by the other creatures. Soon he would be consumed, he just hoped it would be quick.
SARAH CASS (Urban Fantasy)
 An arid breeze stirred along my skin. The familiar scent of phlox blooming in the dusk relaxed even my worst nerves at being home. Distant peaks jutted against the deep purple and red of the setting suns.
KATHLEEN TIGHE BALL (Western Romance)
"Let’s put on our western wear and walk into town. With so many cowboys we might not need to get into the rodeo. We could wait outside until they come out.” 

NOTE: In honor of the Jewish holiday, Passover, we will not be publishing Tuesday Tales next week. Please come back and join us again, on April 2. Thanks for stopping by! 

Monday, March 11, 2013

TUESDAY TALES, PICTURE PROMPT, 11 WRITER'S CHOICE

Welcome! We're doing something different this week. We have selected two favorite pictures and the authors can choose which one they want to write about. The stories will still be limited to 300 words. Click on the name of the author to read their story. Thanks for stopping by! Here is the second picture:
JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance)
Rory strolled along the path with Bruce. She held a tight grip on Baxter’s leash. Baxter, her pug, loved the park.
FIONA DRUCE (Fantasy Romance)
The villagers watched her. She felt the weight of their stares. What had Father told them before she got here?  
SARAH CASS( Urban Fantasy)
Jdyne remained quiet. The thin human veneer he wore sagged into tired lines. 
V. L. LOCEY  (M/M Romantic Comedy)
Hoping to find some solace and not freeze off my dangly man bits, I pushed into Cooper`s studio. 
ELIZABETH BLACK (Dark Fantasy)
Sleep
Princess Zinnia had fled her village a week earlier, seeking the magical
kingdom through the iron gate - the kingdom that held the secret to the curse than had kept her townspeople awake for thirty nights.
LINDSAY DOWNS (Dark Mystery)
Through partially swollen eyelids he watched as the rising sun cast a cold, pale light over his partially naked body. Lazy cross patterns on and above the steel doors projected an eerie pattern on the stone floor where he lay. 
STEFAN ELLERY (Sci Fi)
Olson sat on a headstone outside the family grave and stared at the open gate. There were footprints in the wet grass. 
Thatcher stepped from his tent clasping his book tightly to his chest.   He inhaled the warm autumn air.
LENA HART(Contemporary Romance)
Leila hated these stuck moments. She was three days past her deadline and her heroine was still trapped in an abandoned warehouse with a crazed gunman after her and the hero nowhere to be found. 
SHERRY GLOAG (Paranormal Romance)
She refused to let his forward movement intimidate her when he stepped forward, outrage sparking from his eyes. 
“You bar me from my home—“ 
TAI VICARI (Sci Fi/Fantasy)
It had been 8 years since Danita had seen the sun. Now, just a short distance away she could walk through the grates of her prison a free woman.  

Monday, March 4, 2013

TUESDAY TALES - 12 WRITERS WRITING TO THE WORD PROMPT "GREEN"

Welcome! Thanks for stopping by.Click on the name of the writer to go to their blog and read their story. Each blog has a link back here so you can return to read other writers' work. Our word prompt today is "Green."

JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance)
Giselle stood up, wiping her eyes with the heels of her hands before she opened the door.
LINDSAY DOWNS (Suspense)
The flight from Antibes to Dallas/Fort Worth had been uneventful since Jessica reshowed the videos. This was so John and Toby could get a better understanding of what they’d be doing. 
DAWNE PROCHILO(Historical Western) 
As Herschel rattled on about what a grand life he could offer her, Sarah bit back retorts and regressed with her effort to dismiss the man immediately.
IRIS BLOBEL(Aussie Romance)
~Katie’s hand hurt because she was holding on to the phone like to dear life. Her heart thumped hard in her chest as she cradled the phone in her now sweaty hand~
V.L. LOCEY (M/M/Romantic Comedy)
 I`d just like to say bugger Ben Franklin for coming up with the ditty ‘Early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise.
SHERRY GLOAG (Fiction)
Tyler had taken her parents’ place at her bedside when she woke. Half-moon patches of bruised-blue beneath his eyes advertised his lack of sleep.
STEFAN ELLERY (Sci Fi)
He couldn’t open his eyes and his head hurt. He felt the pain in his leg, but the biting cold had numbed his pain down to an unpleasant throb. 
FIONA DRUCE (Fantasy Romance)
He absently slid a finger up his bare abdomen, twirling and dragging the tip to his chest, while he watched the bizarre people hustling into their little huts from his perch on the grassy hill.
TRICIA ANDERSEN (Medieval Fantasy Romance)
Miranda stared out the glass of the window seat in her bedchamber.  The lofty branches of the evergreen trees framed the beautiful scene below.  
DAVEE JONES (YA Paranormal/Romance)
Finding Love and Bigfoot
"Leandra perched once again with her laptop investigating her new obsession- Bigfoot."
TAI VICARI (Sci Fi/Fantasy)
The day went on and on what seemed like an eternity as Katriana stood leaning up against the corner of the meeting room every so often rotating around so she didn't lose focus.
KATHLEEN BALL (Modern Western Romance)
Maggie practiced on the crutches Hunter had brought in for her. The more she walked the better she felt. She was no longer a sitting target for all of Cindy’s dark glares.

Monday, February 25, 2013

TUESDAY TALES - 14 WRITERS WRITING TO THE WORD PROMPT SAND


Welcome to Tuesday Tales! Thank you for stopping by. Click on the writer's name to go to their blog.

JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance)
The dining room table was decked out in a festive Christmas cloth. Will’s dad, Sandy, held a sharp knife and faced the succulent baked ham. 
FIONA DRUCE (Literary Fiction)
The powerful scent of exotic spice filled his nose, tangy and sharp. The drifts of aroma led him down the street in random pulls of piquant warmth or all-pervading sensuality. 
DAWNE PROCHILO (Historical Wetern Romance)
"Sarah Browning wiped aside the strands of flaxen hair that had fallen out of her bonnet and adhered to her sweat-latent cheekbone."
IRIS BLOBEL (Aussie Romance)
With just a towel wrapped around his hips, Tyson walked into his bedroom. Water dripping from his hair and running down his back he chuckled as he read the text from Katie.
V.L. LOCEY (M/M Romantic Comedy) 
I stared at him over my steaming mug. “You`re such a damned contradiction of a man,” I admitted, at a total loss as to how to proceed. 
KAREN CINO (Contemporary Romance)
Lisa took the envelope out of Pia’s hand.  Sliding the paper out, she held it between her fingers shaking her head back and forth.  “No way.”
STEFAN ELLERY (Sci Fi)
Paul pulled back from the ledge and hugged the icy wall. He wanted to be as far away from the empty space. He didn't trust himself to be any closer. 
LINDSAY DOWNS (Suspense)
“All right, for those of you who’ve never been to a rodeo or seen one on TV this is where we’re going.”
SARAH CASS (Urban Fantasy)
With a heavy heart and a heap of trepidation I opened my eyes. The devastation before me wrenched my heart down to my stomach.
TRICIA ANDERSEN (Medieval Fantasy Romance)
Thatcher and Miranda talked and laughed as they wandered along the sandy bank of the stream, dreaming the plans for their wedding.  Miranda felt Thatcher tense beneath her fingers holding his hand as they ascended the path to their village. 
SIOBHAN KINCADE (Contemporary Cowboy Romance)
Sentences: The anticipation of seeing Wes culminated in a heart-stopping view of his tight-jeaned butt leaning against a post near the baggage claim.  The sight was like a punch to the gut – it knocked the wind from her lungs while at the same time setting fire to her nerve endings. 
KATHLEEN BALL (Western Romance)
Hunter started to cut her hair and for some reason he found it best to stand between her legs. Her view of his belt buckle unnerved her and thoughts were most certainly not on her hair.
TAI VICARI (Fantasy/Sci Fi)
Katriana sat waiting patiently for Ishmael's double to join her in the lobby of the Golden Flower Hotel in Xian, China. She was instructed by Sabrina to take the lead of Issy, Ishmael's double. He was to meet her at 2pm in the lobby by the stairwell, she was to sit on the blue sofa with gold throw pillows. 
DAVEE JONES (Romance)
Snowballs Not Beach Balls
 The surf splashed against the rocks, the white caps a sharp contrast to the dark gray water. Muted light filtered through a hazy sky, preparing for the sunrise."