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.

Second Shot – the Senior Year, CH 28: by Andrew Q. Gordon:

Staring into his closet, Jason realized how long it had been since he and Peter had gone on a real date. Sure they’d gone out alone, but nothing like a real dress up date in months. Sadly this date wouldn’t be only about them.

“You going to decide what to wear some time tonight, Soccer Boy?” Peter’s use of that old nick-name made Jason smile.

“It’s not every day I get a date with a really hot guy. Can you blame me for wanting to look good?”

“You don’t need to put on clothes for that, you look really good already.”

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Love Across Time – Chapter 2; by Jim Dunaway:

God what a fucking mess! What am I going to do about Ethan? I can’t stop thinking about him. “I still don’t know why the timeline wasn’t repaired when I retrieved whatever it was that I brought back. Maybe it’s supposed to be taken somewhere, or maybe it was there for a reason that would have righted whatever caused the timeline to skew.” He said to his boss.

“That’s perhaps the biggest pain in the ass we have to deal with in this job.” his boss, Duncan, said. “Too many maybe’s and what-if’s”

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Constants and Variables: Part Five by Sarah Hayes:

“So you must be Desmond.”

Desmond Hume stops, one foot out in front of the other. He doesn’t know the voice, but somehow, the voice knows him. He has the feeling that the other person, a man, has a gun trained on his back, but he has no proof. So he keeps his back turned, lest he be greeted with a bullet in the chest.

“You’ve got me, brotha. You know me, but I don’t know you. Have we met?”

The other voice is very matter-of-fact, each word to the point. “No.”

“Will we ever meet?”

“Probably not. Then again, I can’t see your future.”

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Trouble Comes in Threes – #6: by; M.A. Church:

“What the fuck are you?”

Tal, would you go in the other room and change back, please?” Dolf glanced at Kirk. “Kirk, please stay calm. Tal and I can shift into what humans call domesticated cats whenever we want. Feline shifters can be domestic cats, tigers, lions, leopards, lynxes… any type of feline that exist.”

“So you’re not aliens from outer space?”

Dolf touched Kirk’s arm. “Not any more than you. We’re… more than you, yes, but we’re still human. We think, feel, love, hate, cry, and laugh just like you. Actually, we were both born not thirty minutes from your house. Our clowder is here.”

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Cyan – Ch 5: by Nephylim:

Robin didn’t see Cyan all morning, thought he looked for him everywhere. He was disappointed not see him at lunch, and started to get a little worried. However, they had History first period after lunch, and he was eager to get there, to see Cyan.

He knew as soon as he walked through the door that something wasn’t right.

Cyan sat by the window, huddled in his seat. He was brushing at his sleeve, over and over, in an agitated way. As Robin drew closer, he could see Cyan had mud all over him.

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Dallas in Wonderland II: Chapter Thirteen: by Julie Lynn Hayes:

Everything happened so quickly Dallas had no time to scream. Not a warning, or from fear, or anything else.

One moment, he and Campbell were standing in the attic of Dallas’ apartment building, watching Dallas’ ex, Quentin, open a doorway to Wonderland. The next thing they knew, they were falling through that door. Pushed by that same ex.

Why would he never learn when it came to Quentin? The man could not be trusted. End of story.

Campbell? Where was Campbell?

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Sealed in Stone #32: by Tali Spencer:

“My Queen, this creature is all lies! Both of them are false!” Sovesa’s snarl twisted her face as much as her voice. Torrey watched her yellow eyes flick from him to Willem.

Willem had been strong so far, his answers to the Queen’s questions honest and more revealing than he knew, but he was showing signs of exhaustion and post-nuptial depletion. Fine tremors had appeared in his limbs and even a strong will could not surmount a body drained of nutrients and sleep. Torrey felt the effects in his own limbs.

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Mall Walking: by Lily Sawyer:

“Oh this is just insane.”  Tom reached out and grabbed hold of Ben’s hand and held on tight as they made their way through the wall of people.

“Do you know what you’re doing?”  he asked his husband.  All he could see was the back of his head as Ben led the way down Independence Avenue.  They were staying at a place near Union Station; they’d arrived there on Amtrak yesterday.   They’d always wanted to see the Cherry Blossom Festival and here they were, at the last weekend of the event.   The trip seemed like a good idea until they left their hotel after lunch. Well, they were tired from their trip, and they had breakfast sent up to their room, and then they got ‘busy’ after they fed each other crepes and whipped cream and all that other fun and yummy stuff.

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Controller – Chapter 26: by Jon Keys:

Eli tried to wake up from the sound sleep he’d been in seconds ago when his phone rang at 3AM. “Yes, officer. I can meet you there. It’ll take me about ten minutes to dress and get across to the office.”

He paused for a few moments to listen, then nodded his head. “Yes, sir. We’ll be there as quick as possible.” He ended the call before shaking my shoulder. “The GSA office has been vandalized.”

“What do you mean the office has been vandalized?” I asked still trying to wake up.

Eli frowned at me. “What part don’t you understand? The vandal or the ism? Did you want to know the source of the word? See, there were these Germanic tribes—“

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Lost Inside: Chapter 17: by Cia Nordwell:

“Benny, wait.” Davis came around the corner of the corridor leading to the surgery suite. The tall Snake nearly vibrated with tension. Yuri was in the bathroom while Benny waited outside.

“Dav? What’s wrong?” Benny flicked his ears. Dav’s eyes were razor thin slits.

“I don’t have your sense of smell, but I can taste. I’m pretty damn sure you didn’t stand outside the balcony of your apartment and relieve yourself.”

“Someone pissed on my fucking wall?” Benny clenched his jaw. His claws dug into his palms.

“Um hmm, and I got a first-hand taste of it. Pretty rank, too.”

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Hope – Chapter 28: by Chris T. Kat:

Watching my hand disappear had a strange effect on me. Or maybe it was that part of me remained here, whereas my hand was… somewhere else. I jerked it back and held it up. I moved my trembling fingers and swallowed. They looked okay but really, what did I expect? Chopped digits? Aliens gnawing at my fingers?

I cast a glance at Shane, who withdrew his paw as well. He gazed at me expectantly. I stared at my hand, formed a fist, and willed my churning stomach to quit acting like such a pansy.

“It won’t hurt, right?”

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Ghalib’s Decision, Part 6: by Grace R. Duncan:

Ghalib swallowed, then decided that a bit of wine might not be a bad idea after all, and took a drink. He cleared his throat. “I believe so. I… I…” He sighed, unable to make himself say it.

Bathsar breathed a sigh of obvious relief. “Thank you, love.” He paused to take Teman’s hand and kiss it then turned back to Ghalib.

Need to serve. That summed it up pretty well. Ghalib hadn’t put it like that before, but that was about as accurate as it could get. I’m best at taking care of people. He wasn’t far off in what he’d said, even if the way he’d said it wasn’t exactly right. Ghalib focused back on Bathasar when he spoke again.

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Diventado: Becoming; by JC Wallace:

Owen lowered his head, remembering that day in the hall when Turk had aimed the gun at his head. He could have had his revenge and ended the demon responsible for killing father. Instead, however, he’d chosen to save Owen, had chosen to find a way to rid him of the demon.Turk had turned his back on hundreds of years of tradition, on duty and honor and on his family’s vengeance and chosen Owen. That was a decision Owen couldn’t ever let Turk regret. Owen could either continue to believe he was better off dead or accept the monumental sacrifice Turk had made in saving him.

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The Lion’s Den 3; by Elyzabeth M. Valey:

Her shirt landed over someone’s desk. His tie fluttered to the floor. She ran her fingers down his chiseled torso as he fought his way out of his shirt. He grasped her wrists, holding her palms over his pecs as he leaned down to kiss her again. She moaned against him. He ran his fingertips over her arms, leaving behind a trail of goosebumps.

“Mikka,” she urged him on as he stopped to contemplate her.

“Beautiful.”

He reached for her again, dipping his fingers beneath her bra, tugging at her sensitive nipples and sending ripples of pleasure to land hard between her thighs. Abruptly, he removed his hands.

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