Wednesday Briefs: September 21, 2016

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.

Thirteen Black Cats: Chapter 12 by  Louise Lyons 

I didn’t remember falling asleep. Billy and I had been laughing inanely at the Twitter posts, snuggling together on my bed, not thinking about tomorrow. Now the pale light coming through the gap in the curtains told me it was tomorrow and Billy was still with me, lying on my arm and trapping me. His head rested on my shoulder, warm breath brushing my neck, his arm draped across my chest as he slept. We were both still dressed and my morning erection throbbed painfully against my fly.

I groped for my phone, finding it on the mattress between us

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Mine: Chapter Nineteen by Cia Nordwell

The question was rhetorical. Which one had fled the streak? I was already grimly contemplating my response, but I was distracted by the thoughts of the death Henry had earned himself—once he confessed to everything he knew. No reason could justify drugging his own son.

Nothing would excuse him from harming the alpha’s mate.

“Oh my god,” Kraig gasped. I turned and saw the realization in his eyes which quickly filled with tears. He fisted his hands in his lap, taking ragged breaths. “My dad? He did this.” Kraig shoved his body into the corner of the couch and

Demon: Chapter Thirty One by Nephy Hart

“Your bonded is very beautiful,” father says as we ride, side by side along a familiar road.

“Yes, he is. His heart is very pure.”

Father nods, but appears thoughtful, almost pensive. Words hang, unsaid between us and my anxiety increases. I had hoped father would take time to get to know Castien before he formed an opinion, but I should have known better. Father is a perceptive man and makes quick judgements that are rarely wrong.

I glance back to where Castien rides with his father. He seems ill at ease. Is he, too, anxious about his reception in my family and my home.

“What do you know about him?” Father asks, startling me.

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Pretty Boy 7 By Elyzabeth M. VaLey

Josh parked his car in front of the driveway. He held onto the steering well, wondering if this had been a good idea. His hands felt clammy against the leather and his stomach churned unpleasantly.

“Fuck,” he whispered, closing his eyes.

He was about to consider this the worst day in his life. First Jay had come to him begging for a night alone and then he’d had to go and cancel. He would never forget the other man’s grimace of pain and disgust. Josh had tried to explain that he was standing him up because he was trying to find a solution to your problem.

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Moving Forward #53 (13.2) by Julie Lynn Hayes

The store looked as though it had been stocked with this cruise in mind, including clothing for the man who liked to go out in drag. Lee guided them past the racks of glittery dresses to the more conservative part of the store.

Marshall was hoping fancy didn’t mean having to wear a tuxedo. No offense to the guys who liked to wear them, but they weren’t really his style. Luckily, he didn’t see any of those here. What he did see were some pretty nice suits, though.

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