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Dropping her line into Fool’s Lake, Adela patiently waited for something to bite, but the bait she was using wasn’t interesting the fish. Her patience was getting thin and she was feeling very close to giving up when she remembered what Hank told her,


“They will bite, just be patient. Remember, they will test you first.” .


“If I could just get a nibble, all I need is a nibble.She thought to herself.


It was getting late in the evening and her frustration was mounting.


“Hank’s going to kill me. He wanted to reel in at least one John tonight.”


Just then the bartender winked at her and sat her drink down in front of her,


“Want to meet me in my room after I get off of work for a fifty?”


Adela winked back and set her hook. (130 words)


“Monday’s Finish the Story” Challenge is graciously hosted by Barbara Beachem. She provides us with the first sentence and a photograph for us to base our stories on. If you are interested in joining this challenge, click this link:

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The Statue

The Romans brutally forced their way into our city that night, killing all who stood in their way, with no respect for life. Homes burned among screams being devoured by massive flames. I heard the beating of horses hooves along with the sounds and smells of the dying. Blood ran thick in the street and the acrid smell of death and thick black smoke suffocated my senses. Chaos ran rabid and hell itself had descended upon my city.

Then I saw her. The tiny little one covered in blood and clinging to the body of her dead mother. I ran toward her, certainly not thinking of my own mortality. I scooped her up and fled from that nightmarish scene. I took her home, to the servants quarters of the palace, and raised her as my own.

She grew into a beautiful woman, kind, good hearted and loving to all. She was fortunate to be unscathed from her past. To my delight, she loved me as though I was her real mother. Little did I know she indeed remembered her mother and twenty-three years later would avenge the Romans for her death. She became a magnificent statue, always to be remembered. (200 words)

Sunday Photo Fiction Photo Prompt
Sunday Photo Fiction is hosted by Alastair Forbes who provides us with a photo prompt and challenges us to write a story, using 200 words or less. Our story is required to have some type of reference to the photo prompt.

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A Silly Romance Story

Time for Friday Fictioneers! Hosted by our gracious leader, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, author of the blog, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields – Addicted to Purple.

PHOTO PROMPT Copyright Melanie Greenwood
A Silly Romance Story

“This picture was taken on a very special day. Ricky told me to go through the labyrinth to get to the gazebo and he had a surprise waiting for me. I was so excited! I knew what it was and I had hoped for this moment for the past six months.”

“Tell me about the labyrinth. Was it easy to get through?”

“It took me ten minutes, but finally I made it to the end. I wanted to get to the gift that awaited me.”

“Tell me what it was, I think I might know.”

Sighing heavily, “A promise ring.”

 

100 words not counting title.

 

Team Flash Fiction Chain #6 Part 3


Please go to TAGS in the WordPress Reader and enter tag: “Team Flash Fiction Chain” to read previous links to this story.


Part 1: Sona

Part 2: Yinglan

Part 3: Priceless Joy (This post).

All characters in the story up to this point:


The Wedding Bells – Part 3


Anna Brighton – 32 year old publisher, CEO and owner of publishing company

Alex Burns – a well established author and Anna’s childhood friend

Jenny – Anna’s personal secretary

Melissa Doyle – Anna’s neighbor and close friend

Harrison – Melissa’s Fiancé’ but only “just” introduced into this part.

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Anna’s eye grew huge when she saw Alex standing at her front door next to Melissa.

“Alex! Oh my God, what are you doing here?”

Alex laughed and grabbed Anna’s hand into his own, “Anna, Anna, my dear, Is this how you greet an old friend?”

“Oh my God, Alex, you are the last person I expected to see today, but.. I just… Oh, really I am happy to see you, please come in!”

Melissa followed Alex into Melissa’s parent’s beautiful home. Alex looked around mesmerized at the stunning home, feeling reluctant to step a foot on the magnificent marble floor.

“Anna, this home is beautiful! Is this where you grew up? No wonder you are a successful publisher.”

Anna blushed and guided her friends to the sun room to enjoy tea and tea cakes. Ann’s heart was beating furiously. Was she happy to see Alex? What was this odd feeling she was feeling? Is this love? Before she realized it she had mouthed the words, “No! It is not, I cannot!”

“What? What is the matter love?” Melissa gasped and grabbed Anna’s hand. “Is something wrong? Are you not going to be my maid of honor?”

Anna exuded a sigh of relief, Melissa had just saved her from a very embarrassing moment.

“I would love to be your maid of honor Melissa but I don’t have a dress.”

Melissa responded excitedly, “Oh, is that all it is! You scared me for a moment Anna. I have a dress and it will fit you perfectly! It will be perfect for you to wear to the wedding.”

Alex smiled and his dark brown eyes twinkled as he looked into Anna’s beautiful green eyes. Anna felt herself melt inside and it felt to her like a feather was tickling inside her stomach. “Why am I feeling this way?” She thought to herself, being careful not to let out any more of her thoughtful secrets. She brushed the thought away because she didn’t have time for a lover. She didn’t have time for anything but her publishing company and she didn’t want to ruin her business relationship with this talented and popular author, even if he is an old friend. She knew she had to keep her feelings a secret, just in case she was falling in love with him. She was not going to allow herself this luxury.

Alex broke the reverie of her silence, “Anna, Melissa has asked me to be part of the wedding party. She would like for me to walk you up the aisle to the front of the church and stand with you. Are you agreeable to this arrangement?”

Anna’s thoughts were swirling inside her head where she had been caught off guard with all of this.

“Of course Alex, I would be honored to have you walk me to the front of the church.”

Melissa started clapping her hands with happiness. “I am so happy this is going to work out perfectly after all. Thank you Anna and Alex for saving my wedding from becoming a disaster.”

Anna suddenly remember the previous maid of honor, and asked, “Why is your original maid of honor not able to be in the wedding party?”

Melissa looked thoughtful then replied, “She broke her ankle while hiking. She fell down a short cliff and twisted it.”

Alex laughed jovially and added, “Thank God Anna is here and you don’t need to be worried about not having the perfect wedding now.” He grabbed Anna’s hand and smiled at her.

“Anna, I just thought of something! You and Alex look perfect for each other. Why don’t you two get married with me and Harrison?”

Anna almost choked on her tea. Trying to keep from choking, Anna replied, “Melissa, stop being so silly. Alex and I are just friends.”

Trying to change the subject, Anna turned to Alex and asked, “Where are you staying Alex?”

Alex, trying not to look embarrassed, sheepishly replied, “I am going to get a room at the hotel on Main and 7th Street.”

“Nonsense!” Anna retorted. “This house is huge and there are plenty of empty bedrooms. You can stay here. My parents will be delighted.”

Looking at Melissa then to Anna, Alex agreed. “All right then, if you are sure it won’t inconvenience you or your family, I will be pleased to stay in this beautiful home.”

Mellisa excitedly added, “Oh Alex, you will love it! This home has special powers.”

Both Anna and Alex looked at Melissa with shocked expressions. “What are you talking about Melissa? “

Melissa smiled mischievously, “Oh, just something I heard years ago. Never mind it.”

Anna demanded, “No, I won’t never mind it. What is it that you heard!?”

“Just..just… that cupid’s spirit resides in this home.”

“Oh, hogwash Melissa! Where do you come up with these silly trivial imaginings!?”

Alex looked down at the floor trying to hide the smile that had crossed his lips.

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What is this “spirit of Cupid” that Melissa was talking about? Could it be true and if it is, will Cupid’s arrow hit its mark? What will happen now that Anna and Alex will be staying under the same roof for three days? Will Melissa’s wedding be perfect after all or not….? What is in the future for Anna and Alex? Stay tuned for part 4 by:

The Traveling Hat


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Rattle Snake River

Diamond Jack had his hideout next to the Rattle Snake River in Latchahatchi County, Texas. My grandpa use to tell me stories about Diamond Jack and his motley gang. His legend began in the early 1800’s during the time folks were moving west to homestead land in order to own the title free and clear. Diamond Jack and his outlaw gang would lie in wait hiding and hold up the unsuspecting wagons as they were coming through.

Legend has it that as the gang were coming around a hill to surprise a wagon train, they were met head on by a tribe of Apache Indian warriors that shot the gang members with poison arrows, damn near skinned them alive before they could take their last breath. Everyone said that thieving gang got just what was coming to ’em and no tears were shed for their brutal demise. One wagon train coming through found their rotting bodies, all of em’ missing their hair. (150 words)

Monday Finish the Story Challenge. Write a story of 150 words using the photo prompt and the first sentence of, “Diamond Jack had his hideout next to the Rattle Snake River.” Link your story’s url to inLinkz little blue frog for, Monday’s Finish the Story, which is kindly hosted by Barbara. If you would like to join in this flash fiction fun, click here for more information.

 

Friday Fictioneers Jan 30, 2015

Dusk was falling fast on the high security prison, filling Ray's cell with an eerie dusty light. Anticipating his last meal, Ray knew he had chosen well, T-bone steak, baked potato; corn, a whole wheat bun and apple pie ala-mode.

Later, the guards came and led him down the long hall to the electricity room, where they put him in a chair and tied a black hood over his head.

After making sure he was secure, the old guard yelled, “Ready! Set! Power the juice!”

Ppppzzzzzzzzzttt

(Ray wasn't dead).

Ppppzzzzzzzzttt

(Still wasn't dead).

“Oh hell! Get em' up. He lives.”

  • ~100 words~

copyright: Ted Strutz

It is time once again for Friday Fictioneers, which is graciously hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Our challenge is to write a story, using the photo prompt given, with a beginning, middle, and end, in 100 words or less. It's fun. Join us.

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Monday’s Finish the Story 1/26/2015

She was unaware she was being watched as she was watching over her romping playful pups. Food was getting scarce and she needed to make a kill today for her hungry family.

The ranchers were outraged that wolves had been re-introduced into the Mancos Valley. They were a threat to their calves and were not willing to share.

Miska kept the calf in her site as she crouched down in preparation for the kill. As she began slinking toward the calf, she was careful not to be heard. Mangral, the oldest male, came bouncing toward her playfully. The calf heard him and ran to the safety of it’s mother.

The rancher dropped his gun.

Wolves are not the only predators in the valley.

Wolves have been introduced back into the wilds of the southwest United States. Ranchers were outraged and have killed most of them off. The last I have heard, the environmental groups were considering re-introducing them again. This particular conflict is kept fairly quiet in the news media.

This story was written for the challenge, “Finish the Story,” hosted by Barbara Beachem, author of the blog, Monday’s Finish the Story.

Our challenge is: using the photo prompt and the first sentence, “She was unaware she was being watched” write a story using 100 – 150 words. If you would like to join the fun and participate in this challenge, click here for more information:

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(I think wolves are beautiful and have a story about “my baby wolf” I need to write someday).