Here is a list of all the authors flashing this week, along with a brief snippet from their latest free work. Click the link after the snippet to be taken to the complete story on the author’s home page.
An Eranthis in the Snow: by MC Houle:
William reached outside the sleeve of his winter coat and watched as a unique flake fell upon his hand, a white star that melted as soon as it landed, and left the smallest water dot as a proof it ever existed. William’s lashes stuck together as he closed his eyes in an attempt to stop the tears from drowning him in his sorrow. He tightened the top of his coat around the scarf when the sob, starting in his stomach, caught in his throat before escaping his lips as laughter. Suddenly, he couldn’t stop that macabre sound from breaking the silence of the evening.
A New Beginning – Chapter 5: by Andrew Q. Gordon:
It had been almost a year since I’d been on a real mission. Even though no one had died and I had no one to avenge, this felt like I was chasing a killer. On the scale of criminals, kidnappers ranked barely below sex offenders and killers.
The small frame house blended in with its neighbors. What was it they said about hiding in plain view? Just one among the many working class homes in a non-descript neighborhood. I imagined they held Detective Griffin in a similar place. Hopefully I’d know more soon.
Trapped in Time II – Chapter 5: by Julie Lynn Hayes:
I do not know how much time we will have for this lunch respite, so we must not waste any of it. Once we have all been given tin plates loaded with whatever is being served, I beckon to my group to join me and we take ourselves apart from the others, in order to confer. I try to ignore Shaughnessey. He’s looking right at me and his eyes hold an invitation I have no intention of accepting. I hope he gets the message and keeps his distance. Doesn’t he have some actors he needs to take care of? More important things to do than annoy me?
First, I must make amends to Myron for my slightly surly behavior. All right, very surly behavior. I’ve had some time to think. There is little else to do while bouncing along on a cantering horse while evading the attentions of an overly amorous Irishman and trying not to fall off said horse at the same time.
Hope: by Chris T. Kat:
Hope kept staring at me from his dark, liquid eyes and I heard the light thump of his tail on the floor. When I had myself under control, I said, “Hope, come out here.”
He crawled backward, growling. I sighed and went from my knees to my belly. We studied each other until I put my chin on my folded hands in front of me. Hope’s ears perked up but his paw remained on my keys.
“All right,” I said as I closed my eyes and rested my head on my hands, “let me know when you decide to come out of your hiding spot.”
Controller: by Jon Keys:
The words I’d screamed into the quiet room seemed to echo forever. If there had been a time I wanted an undo button on my life, this would be that time. In spite of my careful logic, I prepared myself for the reaction I knew was coming. The sound of a ripe melon being thumped sounded in the room, followed by a yelp. I traced the noise to find Michael frowning at someone who was rubbing the back of their head.
“You clumsy dumbass. Plug the fucking thing back in.”
Take Flight: by Cia Nordwell:
The trip through the forest was disturbing. A worrying thought kept circling through Birch’s mind. Actions… reactions… Shit! Birch didn’t know anything about magic.
And that was a problem.
How was he going to figure out how to fix the magic when the only thing he’d done magical was an accident? Sayer had mentioned Birch’s instincts guiding his use of fae magic… but as a human he shouldn’t have been able to use magic at all.
How was he supposed to know alone? Sayer should be there with him. Birch clenched his fist over the mane he was holding.
Sealed in Stone #22: by Tali Spencer:
Sovesa did not take Torrey to Cyrrhi’s audience hall. He followed a short distance to the vaulted passage leading to the Queen’s bedchamber. The warriors standing guard at the entrance bowed their heads to let them pass.
Torrey would have preferred the audience chamber. There he was useful. Here… had the time finally come? The thought of Cyrrhi taking him sexually nauseated him—not because she did, but because he could not envision himself performing that act. His knees turned weak when Sovesa led him to one of the pleasure rooms off the main bedchamber.
Catherine’s Revenge – Ch 6: by Nephylim:
Emma was half way across the hall, when a hand grabbed her arm, none too gently, and swung her around. “I told you; you are not to talk to that man,” Ash snarled.
“Let me go. I’ll talk to whoever I want.”
“Not him.” Ash started to drag her back toward the stairs.
“Stop it. You’re hurting me.”
“I’ll hurt you more if you don’t obey.”
Emma looked into her brother’s eyes and saw someone else looking back at her, through the flames that still flickered in his pupils.
Nighttime Promises: by M.A. Church:
Daroshi set Bryan on his feet and tentacles immediately reached for him. His breathing increased as the tentacles caressed his body. Two worked to undo his pants, sending shivers through Bryan. Other tentacles fondled his arms then pulled his wrists against his sides, trapping them. Precome leaked from Bryan’s dick.
“Mmm, fuck, Daroshi, I…”
Daroshi loomed over Bryan, staring down at his mate. Slowly, he moved closer, leaning over to blow in Bryan’s ear. Bryan moaned softly, and Daroshi’s rumbles spread through the room. Whatever Bryan had been about to say was lost in a haze of pleasure that swam through his body.
Myths, Secrets and Love – chapter 3: by Elyzabeth M. Valey:
Rodric kept his gaze fixed on the stretch of sand looming before them. The two sailors on the small boat heaved and puffed with exertion as they rowed toward Arvynen Island. Unicorn Island.
Rodric frowned. Why would they take Fergus to such a place? The horse people were not friends with other creatures. They kept to themselves for the most time and did not enjoy any company. Rodric scratched his head, cursing the damn lice crawling through it. Even if the island gave him a bad vibe he would be glad to be stepping on some firm land. He was tired of the sea. Tired of searching for Fergus. This voyage had been going on for too long. Were he another man, he’d have left Fergus to fend for himself. If he was dead, he was dead. There wasn’t really anything he could do about it. Except, his damn consciousness didn’t let him rest. If Fergus was dead he wanted to take his body home. His heart squeezed at the thought and he shook his head. Now, if Ferguson was alive… Rodric grinned. A shiver cursed through him and he fisted his hands into tight balls. He hoped he was alive because he was going to give the infuriating man a well deserved throttle.
Darkest Before Dawn: by Shelly Schulz:
“You’re deluding yourself if you think that.” Rose said. “I don’t make friends.”
“Would you call us enemies right now?”
“I think it’s time for you to go.” The banter was starting to grate on her nerves, and she wanted nothing more than to wipe the smug, self serving grin off of his ruggedly handsome face. Either with her fist or her mouth, she wasn’t sure, and knew she didn’t like the fact that she was considering either option.
Darren shrugged at her, his body relaxed and calm. “I’ll be heading out then. Seriously though, just holler if you need anything.
It’s All in the Tips #1: by; A.R. Von:
I’m so freakin late right now! I can’t be late, not today of all days!
It figures the one time my boss asks me to open the bar—my car breaks down and I don’t have anyone I can call to help me out. At least I’m only two miles away from, ‘Get Your Drink On’. I’m practically running in my high heeled boots, black studded tank and skinny jeans. My purse strap is constantly sliding off my shoulder and pissing me off.
The fact that most of the way there is uphill sucks even more. I’m going to be a hot sweaty mess by the time I get there. Oh, well. Shit happens!
Noah’s New Plan – Chapter 11: by Rob Colton:
“So, is it true what you said? Or are you just trying to get into my pants?”
Noah stroked his hand down the front of Eli’s chest. The thick curls of hair tickled his fingertips, the softness a sharp contrast to the hard muscle underneath. He played it off at the bar, but it was actually quite nice, and very sexy. Derek had always shaved his chest hair. Noah had no idea what he was missing.
Eli untied the red Spartan cape from around his neck and tossed it over the back of a chair. “No lie. I can’t come from blowjobs.”
Thwarted: Part XVII: by Renee Stevens:
“So, are you nervous?” Jackie drizzled syrup over her waffles before passing it to Mark.
“A little, but I keep telling myself it’s a good thing.” Mark drenched his pancakes and set the syrup aside. They’d been talking about the upcoming meeting with Trey’s parents.
“Not that I disagree, but how so?”
“Well, as much as I hope that nothing happens, if Trey got hurt while he’s gone, his parents are the ones who’d be notified.” Mark cut up his pancakes, took a bite, and tried to get his thoughts in order. “While I’d hope they’d call me if Trey asked them to, they’re more likely to if they know me.”
Sunrise: by Victoria Adams:
The thought of Ian hiding outside her cottage drove cold shivers up Sian’s spine. She glanced at her flip flops resting next to the door. She could run to the neighbour’s cottage. At least it was July and there wasn’t a foot of snow on the ground.
Sian blinked. Ian wouldn’t knock. She glanced around the kitchen, looking for a handy weapon. Where the hell’s J’dol’s sword when I need it?
Diventado: Becoming; by JC Wallace:
Owen pulled his knees to his chest and tried to get comfortable in the hard plastic chair. He was past exhausted. After his dream-filled night, Owen was at the hospital in Burlington waiting to see Dr. Noel. Wayne had called the office and low and behold, they had told Owen to come in to see the doctor. In addition, the doctor was going to fast track his tests and get the results today. What specialist did that? Owen didn’t care. The sooner he knew his fate the better.