Friday, December 18, 2015

FFF # 128 Deadly Promise

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 128th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday


Deadly Promise

Jared stares into the mirror deep, unmoved and still as a statue. He doesn’t see a human, but wolf staring back at him, with silver fur with golden eyes. Jared focuses intently yet the wolf remains. Pounding the table he turns and lets out an inhuman howl.

The curse remains within, even after a long snowy, cold journey to see the witch. The witch had promised him this cure of the wolf…the part that controls his unending nights and a lonely life.

Jared lets out a deep growl letting the wolf emerge. Tonight the witch will pay dearly…with her life.

Friday, December 11, 2015

FFF# 127 The Painters Realm

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 127th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday

The Painters Realm

Josh gathers his paints to start a new book cover. Josh suddenly notices something different with his painting. He sits back a moment, but then shakes his head and resumes. The picture begins to take on another design.

“WTF?”

Josh realizes as he paints his hands paint within the painting going on till he cannot see the center.

“What is going on?”

Reach in Josh…and you shall see your world of worlds. Welcome to the Realms of your creation. We…are…waiting…

Josh jumps up, and without hesitating he reaches into the painting and feels himself being pulled into the Painters Realm.

Thursday, December 3, 2015

FFF# 126 The Honeymoon

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 126th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday


The Honeymoon

Scott putters around the kitchen, when an idea hits him. He opens the fridge and pulls out the top from a cake. Scott quickly, undresses and rushes into the bedroom careful not to let the two male toppers fall over. He jumps into bed and crosses legs completely naked. Scott places the top of the cake on his lap. He moans from the cold bottom that rests on his growing hard cock. The bedroom door opens and there’s, Mike.

Scott swipes the cake with his finger, holding it to his lips. 

“Hi...baby.”

Mike’s jaw drops as his cock jumps alive.

Friday, November 27, 2015

FFF# 125 The Apple

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 125th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday

The Apple

“Just one bite. It’s all you’ll need.” Jasper whispers into Joshes ear, as he wraps his arms around him, holding him tight.

“I can’t.” Josh whispers as he grips the juicy blood covered apple, as blood runs down his arm.

“You have to Josh. It is the only way we can be together...forever.

Josh stares at the bloody apple.

“You will be free of this mortal life, and you can finally join me as we always 
have wanted. I can’t live without you.” Jasper pleads.

Josh closes his eyes and drops the apple.

“I can’t…I’m in love with someone else.”

Friday, November 20, 2015

FFF# 124 Cuffed

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 124th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday


Cuffed

Nestled between her slaves, Rory places their hands on her breasts. Handcuffed together the two glares at each other, but do as their Mistress desires.

“I told you boys to play nice, but no you had to fight like school-boys. Let this be a lesson to you. Now smile for the camera.”

They smile looking at each other with narrowed eyes.

“For punishment not only will you remain cuffed together, but this photo will be placed on Facebook for the world to see as well I will send copies to your wives.”

“But…but he started it!”

“I did not!”

“Enough!”

Friday, November 6, 2015

FFF# 123 The Slave

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 123rd Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday


The Slave

Kim prepares for tonight. After showering she pockets her favorite ball-gag as she wears only a long coat. Mistress Rain instructed no clothes, and ball-gag only. Kim quickly arrives and kneels at the door. Mistress Rain opens the door wearing black leather.

“Get into position.”

Kim nods and drops her coat and quickly lies spread-eagle on the floor. She fastens on the ball-gag. Mistress Rain places herself on Kim as if she is a piece of furniture. Kim moans feeling the leather.

Mistress slaps Kim’s ass hard.

“Tonight you will be auctioned off at a private party.”

Kim moans…displeased.

SLAP!!!

Friday, October 30, 2015

FFF# 122 The Guardian

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 122nd Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday

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The Guardian


Galvin watches perched on an old building. To most he’s just a statue rumored to once be alive and protect those of the city. But that’s just a legend right? Galvin is alive, even if covered in metal and rock, as his eyes glow under the clear sky moon. Galvin thought of ending his curse, but a maiden keeps him alive, even after 500 years. She knows nothing of him, yet he follows her nightly, feeling his heart beat with love. Galvin knows he will never be with her, yet he will protect her for an eternity if he must. 

Friday, October 23, 2015

FFF# 121 The Inspection

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 121st Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday


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The Inspection

Lined up like cattle, Risa holds her arms across her bare chest as she only wears black thong panties. She follows the other women. Poked and pushed by their captors. Each woman is separated and placed in shower like stalls, and placed up against the wall. She looks over at the male guard that has an evil grin on his face. He steps closer to Risa. Shivering, she feels his claw like hands on her skin. She feels his breath on her bare skin.

“Number 121 you will serve our king, in any way he wishes, or you will die.”

Friday, October 16, 2015

FFF# 120 The Seminar

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 120th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday

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The Seminar

“Why the hell am I here?” Scott murmurs to himself as he takes a seat.

He hated work related seminars. Other guys file into the room. A few laughing while others nervously sit down. Scott notices there is a long thick metal pole in front of the chairs. He pulls out the wrinkled pamphlet reading, “How to Be Stress Free.” Scott wonders what type of seminar this would be.

Then his answer appears…wearing pink and blue silks, and barely anything else. Scott’s jaw drops as the exotic…woman climbs the pole.

Scot grins ear to ear as the others suddenly fall…quiet. 

Friday, October 9, 2015

FFF # 119 Blood Rose

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 119th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday


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Blood Rose


Elana plucks the rose from the thorny bush. Careful not to prick her fingers as she brings the rose to her lips. She licks the rose as her pale smooth skin makes the rose look bloodier. Blood drips from the pedals. She feels her fang emerging as hunger begins to fill her. Knowing she must feed, she licks the rose with hunger, draining it of its color as she feeds on the life of the rose. Being a vampire has its quirks, but Elana must feed on blood red roses to fill her hunger. Human blood is poison to her. 

Thursday, October 1, 2015

FFF #118 Girl Crush

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 118th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday


Girl Crush

“Mmm my sweet, adorable, loving wife.” Rosy whispers as she kisses Torri from behind as their bare sweaty, smooth skin rub against each other.

“I love you my sweet beautiful wife.” Torri whispers as she returns the kiss as Rosy rests on top of her.

Sheets lying all over the bed and on the floor, as a cool breeze blows into the window. Together they lay entwined kissing, and stroking each other.

“To think we met at a BDSM, dungeon party a year ago, and now we are officially married. My girl crush, my forever…Mistress.” Torri smiles up at Rosy.

Friday, September 25, 2015

FFF# 117 The Elven Sacrifice

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 117th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday


The Elven Sacrifice


Exhausted Laria sits upon one of the many stone pillars. Wings aching and sore, hanging her head low she weeps. She looks around the rows upon rows of stone cold pillars. Laria has spent days dancing on each one. Her prison until she has danced on each one. Her captors watch in aww of her performance, then leave her in the misty darkness. She knew this would be her future. Otherwise, her village and family would have been destroyed. She gave herself to save them. A lonely sacrifice, forever alone…until her long awaited mate will someday come to her rescue. 

Friday, September 18, 2015

FFF# 116 Grey Troubles

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 116th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday


Grey Troubles

Marisa dressed in a tight velvet dress, and black heels drives to the photo shoot. As she arrives, the skies open up. Sighing she pulls out an umbrella and walks to the photographer.

“What are do we do?” She asks a bit annoyed.

“We’re still doing the shoot. The editor wants the pics today.”

“Is he nuts!? It’s getting really bad!” She growls.

The photographer only shrugs.

Sighing she walks out to the street and lowers her umbrella. The photographer begins to shoot, as Marisa curses under breath.

“The editor will pay dearly. Wait till I get home...his ass is…mine.”

Thursday, September 10, 2015

FFF# 115 Paris Lovers

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 115th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday


Paris Lovers

Joshua sits by the window of their apartment. He waits for his partner, is husband, his lover, his soul-mate. Out of their bedroom comes Jared smiling in only a tank-top Beatle Juice shirt. Jared climbs onto Joshua’s lap and wraps his arms around him. Joshua closes his eyes as he pulls Jared closer.

“We are finally home my love. We are where we belong.” Jared whispers softly.

Joshua nods smiling up at him with hesitance in his eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

“Did we have to come…all the way to Paris?”


“Well…Paris is for lovers, and legal.  So we can officially be…married.”

Friday, September 4, 2015

FFF# 114 The Duke

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 114th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday


The Duke

The Duke of Almodovar del Rio of Spain looks out towards the water. Alone within the large castle, he wished he could find his Duchess. Single, no heir, and the last of his family line, he had to find her soon. He has lived for centuries, but he was not like the others of his kind. He loved the villagers that lived near. Many of the village maidens would come to visit. Yet, none pleased him enough to be his…except one. He caught her gazing up at the moon. He instantly sensed something different about her.

“My eternal...bride…my Duchess.”

“Forever.”

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*Note* This is an actual castle currently privately owned and is named "The Duke."  This is a link that tells more and shows more pictures. http://www.minube.com/rincon/palacio-el-duque-a171961#modal-6574

Friday, August 28, 2015

FFF# 113 The Goddess

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 113th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday

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The Goddess


The royal servants tend to their Goddess, with fine tattoos of henna, and intricate jewels to cover her pale delicate skin. Silk adorns her arms and legs, as her face is partially covered to hide herself. The Goddess ties her hair around her the royal dagger is handed to her. She walks out to the royal entryway as onlookers gaze upon her beauty. She dances pointing the dagger towards the crowd. The Goddess highly worshiped, and…yet highly feared for her power. She has come to find her mate that will give her a child, and then die by her hand.

Friday, August 7, 2015

FFF # 112 Sexy Sweet and Sandy

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 112th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday

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Sexy Sweet and Sandy

The sun baked onto the crew for the photo session. Everyone wanted to get out of the torturous sun. The sand burned their feet if they didn’t wear sandals. Yet…one person didn’t mind it so much. Jared…stood barefoot on the hot sand with his cowboy hat on, wearing a white robe draped around him. His tan covered every inch…along with ripples of muscle carved him like a…statue. Standing still he kept his head lowered as the grumbling photographer continued.

Jared loved the sun. He smiled under his hat knowing all too well that the others would never know his secret. 

Friday, July 31, 2015

FFF# 111 Captive Shot

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 110th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday


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Captive Shot

Celine lies on the black sofa, wearing her black leather skirt, and gloves. She holds a string of pearls against her breast. Celine poses like a porcelain statue.

Josh breathes nervously aiming his camera at Celine. His heart pounds as he struggles.

“Issues?”

“No Mistress. Just…um…looking…for…the…um…right shot.”

“I want this to be perfect. DO NOT screw up!”

“Yes…Mistress” Josh chews on his lip.

“Your wife’s life and her freedom depend on this job. If you prove to me your loyalty I may let her go.” Celine adds as she points to the monitor with Josh’s wife tied to a cross.

Friday, July 24, 2015

FFF# 110 Unexpected News

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 110th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday


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Unexpected News

Laura wakes to the sun pouring into her room. Smiling she stretches and crawls out slowly. Wearing only her satin white nighty and barefoot she walks to the kitchen. She pours herself coffee and grabs the paper on her way back to her room. Laura stops short when her eyes see a familiar face. The cup of coffee falls to the floor with a crash. She leans against the doorframe for support.

“No…it can’t be. He can’t be….” Laura stares at the picture in the paper.

“He was killed…a year ago!! Maybe…they do…exist.”

Laura staggers to her bed and faints.

Friday, July 17, 2015

FFF# 109 Realm of Judgement

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 109th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday

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Realm of Judgement

Sarah finds herself in a realm and wearing a silky off white gown. She wanders around and sees others wearing similar garments. Confusion and fear fill their eyes.

“Where are we?” She asks a nearby male.

“The realm of judgement.” He replies staring off.

“Realm…of judgement? How…why?”

“You died just like us. We are awaiting for our judgement of eternal peace or eternal punishment.”

“Judgement…peace…punishment? She stammers looking through the mist.

“We are waiting to be judged for our earthly crimes.”

“I…I have never committed a crime.”

“You committed the highest crime…immortality. You escaped death for…centuries. Now you must be…judged.”

Thursday, July 9, 2015

FFF# 108 The Eternal Dance

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 108th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday


The Eternal Dance

Jacob wraps his arm gently around Tara' waist and takes her other hand in his. Slowly he guides her onto the floor. Their eyes lock as his feet flow to the music. Tara follows never taking her eyes from Jacob’s.

“Listen to the music my love. Let it fill your heart and soul.”

She leans against Jacob.

“Listen to it…you are mine…forever.” He whispers.

Tara feels herself floating as Jacob holds her tightly.

“Forget everything; you are mine for an eternity.”

Tara feels a sharp pinch on her neck as the music entwines her. She slowly grows…weaker within Jacob’s arms. 

Thursday, July 2, 2015

FFF# 107 Mail Order

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 107th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday
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Mail Order

Adriana stands quiet among the others. Her face is covered with a veil as she stands in a dark brown cloak. She stands motionless as she feels eyes inspecting her. Adriana tries not to chew on her lip as she waits. Everything has to be perfect. She can’t be sent home, not now. It will embarrass her family name if she’s not chosen; it will ruin her for a mate.

“The brides will now be called by their new husbands.”

Adriana waits as the others are called.

One by one they leave the stage.

Yet she remains unwed and unwanted.

Thursday, June 11, 2015

FFF# 106 Lady in White

In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 106th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday


Lady in White

Maria admires her new addition to her home. She had always wanted an old piano, even though she couldn’t play a note. Maria wondered about its history, and where it originally came from. The piano is so worn there’s no playing it anytime soon.

Each night Maria swears she has heard the piano playing. So one night she stays up and walks out into the room to see a white ghostly figure sitting at the piano. An elderly woman in a white gown plays a sweet yet sad lullaby.

Maria gasps as the ghost turns…and smiles.

“But…how? You’re my grandmother!”