Wednesday Briefs: February 26, 2020

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.

Super Trooper #5 (2.1) by Julie Lynn Hayes

Although Chan wasn’t as late to work as he’d feared he would be, even a few minutes was anathema to him. When he walked through the door, expecting to be called out for what he’d done, nobody even seemed to notice he was running behind—or if they did notice, they said nothing to him about it. But he was more than aware of his own tardiness—as well as the very sexy reason for it—so he threw himself into his work, took on extra tasks to help lighten his co-workers’ loads,  and didn’t take his full lunch in order to make up for lost time. He couldn’t afford to stay late, not today. He loved his family, and he wouldn’t do anything to upset either his mother or his little brother, especially on such an important day.

Despite how hard he worked, though, Chandrahas found his mind reverting far too often to the tall blond trooper who’d pulled him over. The one he’d been far too willing to drop to his knees for, although luckily it hadn’t come to that. What was wrong with him?

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Adrift: Chapter 80 by J. Alan Veerkamp

Dulcet tunes and operatic vocals sang of how to survive heartache and lost love.

The control panel cracked under Roku’s fist and the audio stream abruptly ended. Lies were meant to be silenced. No one ever survives losing their love.

Fingerprints smudged the over-touched holographic image of Arad Yosei had imported from the Ansariland’s security files. Between the point where they’d finally given into each other and finding the Nightingale, he grinned watching Roku paint in his tablet. Arad was happy then.

Roku let out a shuddering exhale. He’d promised himself he wouldn’t shed any more tears, but some days keeping his word seemed a wasted effort.

Unicorn Quests: Chapter Seventeen by Cia Nordwell

I couldn’t change genders; I didn’t have the right clothing, and I needed to be able to trade and travel without drawing suspicion like a woman or Being alone would. So I thinned out my body, growing a handspan taller than my own height. I focused on my hair, making it a truly unfortunate shade of red, and covered my skin in blotches.

My looks would make me stand out even more than being a stranger, but no one would connect me to the bills with my true face. My clothes were nondescript enough to belong to any traveler, the

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