Wednesday Briefs: November 13, 2019

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.

Here Kitty Kitty: Chapter 25.2 by Carol Pedroso

Kitryn padded slowly through the dark, his paws silent on the gravel path. Simon was leading a team of vampires with Carl and Kitryn was trying to ignore the irritation of being separate from his mate when they were heading toward trouble.

The bears behind him grumbled and Kitryn hissed quietly, letting them know to be quiet. The wards concealing them would be a waste of time if they made too much noise and gave themselves away.

They made their way forward. Towards a house that had been somehow built in the middle of nowhere.

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Unicorn Quests: Chapter Three by Cia Nordwell

By day three Grif was completely sober and only the lure of the shiny stones we aimed to steal was keeping the harpy from flapping her wings for the closest tavern. Londe had pretended to ignore her the first few hours, but after she’d gone for his mane after one comment too many, and he’d tried to gouge her with his horn, they were both sworn to silence.

It made for quiet traveling, but boring afternoons. My stomach rumbled. This form required feeding, and I wasn’t sure if I liked it or not. The food was either wonderful and fresh

In Pieces #79 (19.2) by Julie Lynn Hayes

Ryan felt better after pouring his heart out to Cassie, feeling some of the stress of the situation ease a little. He trusted Cassie implicitly, knew he could rely on her to keep his confidence.

“Ben’s lucky to have you, Ryan,” Cassie said when he had finished speaking. “You two deserve to be happy, how dare this bitch try to keep you apart, especially after what she’s done to poor Ben? I can certainly understand Ben getting away from her. It’s not right that she pulled him right back in like that.”

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Adrift: Chapter 66 by J. Alan Veerkamp

Arad had almost turned around and left, but that idea was history. Scrunching down low, he kept out of the doorway with a view of Hodge’s back. He positioned himself to prevent any shadow casting into the room and to stay out of the monitor’s view.

“It’s about time. Everyone in the chain of this deal comes with an expiration date. Including you. Where’s Torrins?” Slim and bespectacled, the snotty man oozed the arrogance of privilege. The kind Arad recognized from his past life. Snotty man made demands, clearly a higher rank than the Nightingale’s captain.

“Dead. According to the kid—”

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