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.
My Guardian Angel Is A Cockblocker, CH 1: by Andrew Q. Gordon:
“Are you kidding me?” Alexander Preston jumped up, leaving his text book floating in the air. With the cell phone pressed against his ear, he spun around ignoring the look Nicholas, his guardian angel, gave him. “He asked about me? You’re lying.”
“No, I’m not kidding. Yes, he asked about you. And, no, I’m not lying.” His best friend, Hannah Sherman, sounded almost annoyed. “You two have only been drooling over each other since the semester started.”
“You can’t have a book floating in the air.” Nicholas motioned with his hand and the physics book floated toward the desk. “What if someone walks in?”
It’s Djinn-tastic! ch. 1 (Cont.): by Raine O’Tierney:
It’s Djinn-tastic! ch. 1 (cont.) by Raine O’Tierney
“I wish we had stayed behind and opened our gifts,” Freckles lamented. She loved presents.
“We could have,” I offered. “You’re the one that wanted to make your parents think we were rushing off to the hotel to rip each other’s clothes off.”
“You want me to rip your clothes off, Micah?” she teased. “Because I can. We’d settle that virginity problem of yours in a second.”
“It’s not a problem.” It was an assurance I’d made a million times—starting in high school when I was forced to admit, in a drunken game of truth or dare, that I’d never even kissed anyone.
Hope – Chapter 15: by Chris T. Kat:
Shane turned back to the tiles, surveyed them, then cautiously stepped around his laid out word and pushed his nose into the pile that had accumulated at the far side of the table. He huffed and pawed at the flat disks, growing increasingly put out.
I crawled over to him and watched him. “What do you need? The E at the bottom?”
Shane knocked his tail once and I fished the required piece out of the stack. He licked my hand and I almost squeaked. He cocked his head to the side, pulling up his lips, and wagged his tail.
Trapped in Time II – Chapter 12: by Julie Lynn Hayes:
I refuse to accept that he does not know me, and I refuse to analyze the possessiveness which seems to pervade this woman’s attitude toward my lover. Perhaps she is attracted to him, and that is not surprising considering his considerable beauty and charm, but there would never, could never be anything on his side for his heart belongs solely to me.
“You do not understand.” I start again, and perhaps I am remiss for not having made myself clear on this point sooner. “I do know who he is, and his name is Vittorio. Vittorio Genovese. And I am Adalbert Klein.”
Sunrise: by Victoria Adams:
Shaking herself from her reverie, Sian slapped her hands on the kitchen table. “Ok, Ian. I’ve had enough of being scared. Hit me with your best shot. I dare you.” She chuckled. “I double dare you.”
She pushed back her chair and peered out the rain soaked window. “J’dol, please come back. I need you in my life.” A stream of water poured down the glass, blurring her view of the yard. Something moved. Sian was sure of it.
Diventado: Becoming; by JC Wallace:
Owen jumped back with a shout as the image of the sword coming towards his neck vanished. He turned around in the small bathroom almost expecting Turk to be behind him. He rubbed his hand over his neck, checking to make sure…what? That his head was still attached? His heart pounded in his ears. The vision had been so real; visceral in every sense. Owen had smelled something sweet in the air. Had felt the rage emanating from Turk as he’d raised his silver blade. Had heard the scream, which still echoed in his ears. Had felt the tingle of something on his neck.
Controller – Chapter 12 : by Jon Keys:
I can’t do it. I can’t keep chasing Jamie. After hearing he and Michael that night I’d avoided him. What could I do? Obviously a relationship is never going to work out for us. My mid-term grades sucked, I’d been so busy feeling sorry for myself that I didn’t study. Now, I had to kick it in the butt to get my grades up.
Then there was Eli. How in the hell an I going to handle Eli. The kiss was sweet, but then the stuff happened with Jamie and Michael. I don’t want to hurt him. I really like Eli. He’s a great friend. The kiss, I can still feel his touch, and sweet kiss. The warm feeling it created lasted for awhile. It wasn’t fair to string Eli along.
Job Applicant: by Lily Sawyer:
One of the things Ben loved about their home was the space they had. It wasn’t a huge house, but the way it was laid out made it work for him and Tom. Ben was home doing some business in their office. He looked over at Tom’s empty desk and wondered when his husband was coming home. He’d stopped worrying about Tom’s dangerous job a while back. It was driving him crazy, so he decided he wouldn’t think about what could happen to his gorgeous firefighter.
Ben was part owner in the real estate office he worked at. His business partner was one Aaron Hector. He was a great guy. They’d known each other since their college days. They’d both decided to go into real estate and get some experience before starting their own businesses.
Myths, Secrets and Love 7: by Elyzabeth M. Valey:
They had eaten and drunk their fill and still Queen Lenara had to say a word to him beyond polite formalities. Rodric was restless. He wanted to get out of Arvynen and move on with his voyage in pursue of Fergus. He endured. He knew better than to rush anyone into giving him what he wanted, especially when so much hung on the balance.
The servant hovering at his elbow approached him and filled his glass to the brim. Rodric studied him. His heart thundered in his chest and his mouth dried as the young man brought back memories of Fergus.
Trouble Comes in Threes – #1.2 : by; M.A. Church
Yeah, the cat was cute, but it had to go. I needed a pet like I needed a hole in the head. I was barely taking care of myself, so how the hell was I supposed to take care of a cat? I’d probably fuck that up too.
“Okay, cat, let’s go.” I pointed at the open door, finger not quivering, voice strong and steady. Cool, check me out. I sounded commanding. Authoritative. I even impressed myself.
The cat looked at me and flicked his tail. Then the damn thing shot out his back leg and started licking it.
Pancakes and Passion – Chapter 4: by Lily Velden:
And peel me like a grape he did. I couldn’t help wishing he’d peel me like a banana—much quicker. Better yet, why not think of me as a juicy apple and just take a bite? Too crunchy? Well, what about a peach then?
Methinks Rory has a cruel streak…
Catherine’s Revenge – Ch 11: by Nephylim:
Emma woke, to Tristan calling her name. She blinked open her eyes, and thought she must still be dreaming. The car was full of mist, so thick she couldn’t see anything at all. With a groan, she brought her hand up to her forehead, and winced as her fingers touched what felt like a nasty cut. They came away sticky with blood.
The mist was cold. It felt as if it was made up of tiny slivers of ice and Emma shivered. Every breath hurt, as she took the freezing mist into her lungs.
“Catherine,” Tristan said, simply. “You have to get out.”
It’s All in the Tips #5: by; A.R. Von:
“Are you fudge-fuckingly kidding me woman?” Is the reaction Marcia gets from Darla when she shares her new relationship stats with her.
She looks livid and I feel like making a U-turn and heading back to the store room while these two hash it out! But I won’t because they’re the best friends a gal could ask for and it’s so damned entertaining to witness!
Darla is on the verge of the color purple and starts to speak with her teeth clenched tight. “So you’re just now telling me that you’ve been the icing on those hot cinnamon buns,
Uncool – #4: by Tali Spencer:
Jase was still clad in green, though he’d ditched the booby-trap mistletoe hat and goofy shoes. He stood in front of the tree like something out of “Elf” and eyed me with surprise.
“Stewart just left to find you!”
“I know.” I raced up three flights of stairs to the guest room and started changing into better street clothes. The icy, soggy slippers were the first thing to go. From now on, warm socks would top my annual Christmas list.
Jase stepped through the doorway and flashed his cell phone. “You’re not going to get far. I called him back.”
Ghalib & Adel’s First Meeting- #7: Grace R. Duncan:
Ghalib slipped out of the Grand Hall and down the corridor to the courtyard door. He stepped out into the rapidly-cooling desert night and took a deep breath of the sharp air. The sounds of merriment from the Midwinter feast floated through the windows to Ghalib’s right but he paid them no mind.
He stared, instead, at the moon that filled the sky, his mind not on the festivities or even the cold night. He wasn’t even really seeing the bright moon and its face. Instead, his thoughts were on the date and what it meant.
Salehi brushed his fingers over the railing as he took the stairs to the first floor of the tower. He nodded to the guard sleepily keeping watch at the bottom then continued on his way. The moon shone brightly through a window to his left and he paused to look up at it.
Twenty-four Midwinter moons, now, he’d seen rise and set from inside the palace. He breathed in the sharp desert night air and let his eyes dance from star to star as he tried to corral his thoughts. His eyes slid closed as he fought his longing and wishes.
Darkest Before Dawn: by – Shelly Schulz:
A few hours later, Rose collapsed into bed, covered in dust and soot, fingernails grimy even after washing them several times. The bedrooms took her a couple hours of cleaning. By the time they had sat down to a cold dinner, Ben was yawning more than eating. She had put him to bed, his snores carrying down the hallway. Rose turned onto her back, the old bed-springs groaned protesting. She stared up at the ceiling, pale green light from her ward washing into the room from the open window. Sleep was an elusive beast, staying just out of her grasp.
Take Flight – Part 25: by Cia Nordwell:
“Where did Sayer go?” Birch liked Lady Celeste, but he wanted Sayer. So much had happened in such a short time, his head was spinning.
“He’s taking care of a few things. I’m sure he will return shortly. Haverlseen will probably be back to badger both of us if I do not let you rest. I shall go.”
“It was nice meeting you.” Birch didn’t stand up when she rose from her chair. It was probably more polite not to flash Sayer’s mom than to get up when she stood.
“Welcome to the family, Birch.”
Birch squirmed down in bed.
Calisto and Valios; by Michael Mandrake:
“No, no, I cannot…I will not!” Valios wrestled himself away from Calisto’s clutches, nearly tumbling over in a heap. “Stay away from me, angel. You and I cannot be together. I cannot love you, I will not go against the desires of my father for you.”
Calisto dropped his head a moment and moistened his lips. “Valios…”
“No, no…” Valios shook his head and shifted away in a hurry so as not to see the beautiful angel up close. Surely the more time they spent together, the more he would desire to be with him. “Go away, Calisto. Go back to your heavenly bed and be with someone good, someone holy like yourself. We don’t belong together…” Valios clutched his heart when he spoke the words. The pain of those scathing remarks seared through his burning flesh making him wince.
Noah’s New Plan – Chapter 18 : by Rob Colton:
Noah frosted the cinnamon rolls, humming softly as he drizzled the sweet glaze over the tops. The smell of the freshly backed pastries filled his small apartment, and brought a smile to Noah’s face.
The tips of his fingers stung as he picked up one of the hot rolls and set it on a plate. He blew on his fingers, then snagged three more.
Noah carried the plate into his bedroom.
Eli lay in Noah’s bed still asleep. The sheet and comforter covered the lower half of his perfect body. Noah found himself mesmerized by the patterns of hair on muscular chest and his belly.