Wednesday Briefs: June 29, 2022

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.

Ancalagon: Chapter Ninety-six by Cia Nordwell
 

“You do seem to get in even more trouble now than you did when we were in training.” Ases sank into one of the chairs. He curled up, sitting sideways. “It’s weird none of these chairs have arm rests.”  

“Not really. What are they going to do, put two of them on each side? It’d be like a restraint device.” I could always rest my upper pair of arms along the cushioned back of the couch if I wanted, but the chairs were open. “Besides, Bouncer likes it so he can sit close.”  

Well, when he wasn’t tucked into a

 
 
 

 

Garret Farm: Part 36 by J Ray Lamb

Sandy and Chris took their seats at the small conference table in Trent’s office and Chris looked up at Sandy, flashing him a smile.

Trent made quick introductions and the interview was underway with little pretense or formality. It was Sandy who started the interview, much to the surprise of Murphy.

“Chris, you’ve heard the details of the job and we know what the job entails. Why don’t you tell us what makes you qualified for the position.” Sandy said, giving Chris a smile.

Murphy sat back and listened to Chris list off her certifications in various brands of implements …

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Bad Karma and the Family Plan #29 (6.4) (formerly Rose and Thorne 6) by Julie Lynn Hayes

Sarah caught up with Benny, and Ethan and I fell into step just behind them. We paused at the door to admit a group of people of various ages who had just arrived, loudly complaining about the cold and lack of Southern hospitality. They seemed to be dressed for the weather. Maybe they were the kind who found fault wherever they went.

As we made our own exit, a straggler from the group hurried toward the building and almost bowled me over, managing to step on my foot as she did. I started to say something but was momentarily struck silent. This woman seemed familiar. Brown wool coat. Green head scarf. Large reflective sunglasses. A warning chill coursed through my body as I tried to place the memory

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