WonHundred Word Wednesday: Lose Everything

Oh my, it's Wednesday and it's late. But I'm here! I've got another Regency for ya today. So travel back to 1820, London, England

The prompt: If you leave now, you lose everything.

My story:

I remained still, one hand on the doorknob, refusing to break Father’s stare, though my heart thudded painfully.

“If you leave now, you lose everything. I will ensure you receive nothing of the inheritance,” he said, his voice as cold as his eyes.

Losing the money meant little now. I did not lower my gaze.

Seeming to sense my resolve, Father lowered his voice. “Understand me, child, I do mean everything. The inheritance, your home, your family.”

My mouth fell open.

He smirked, knowing he had me trapped.

My brain worked furiously. Was true love worth trading for my family?

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WonHundred Word Wednesday: The Slip

Hey there readers! It's Wednesday again and I'm here with another Flash Fiction for ya. This week, I bring you a tiny bit from my book Circumstance. So once again, we travel back to Regency England. 

The prompt: Her foot slipped ans she started to fall

My Story:

Audrey stepped on a sheet of hard ice. Her foot slipped and she started to fall. Mr. Bryant caught her easily about the waist, holding her until she regained her footing. She lifted her face toward his, a mere breath away, her heart thudding mercilessly. He released her, but laced her hand through his arm.

“Perhaps I ought to assist you.”

Audrey nearly argued, knowing the battle between mind and heart that would ensue. But the tenderness in his eyes convinced her to accept. Besides, the day was fine, the company more than pleasant, and it was Christmas after all. 

This is a piece of a scene that I just love! I fixed it up to match the prompt a little nicer than the original scene. This book is not yet published, but I can't wait for the time that it's ready! I hope you enjoyed it and don't forget to check out our Facebook page to read the rest of the stories. Happy reading!

WonHundred Word Wednesday: The Old Woman

Hey it's Wednesday! After flaking out last week, I'm back this week. And here's this week's story.

The prompt: The old woman turned and smiled

My Story:

The woman stood stooped over a table, her back to Amber.

“I will tell you where to find your necklace, my dear Princess. But first you must do something for me.”

Relief flooded Amber’s heart. She’d been foolish to wear the necklace, to lose it, foolish to risk the kingdom’s safety. But at last, the journey was nearly over. At last she could return home to her father. “Yes, please tell me. I will do anything.”

The witch’s laugh sent shivers down Amber’s spine. The old woman turned and smiled. “All I need you to do, is kill the king!”

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WonHundred Word Wednesday: Meet on the bridge

Hey readers! This weeks' 100 word story was tough! I wanted to write so much more! Some day I may have to turn this into a longer story. It's crazy how much I love these characters already even though I only know 100 or so words of their story. Anyway, here is a little taste to get you interested before I (some day) write the rest. :) We're stepping back in time again and country hopping to England, 1809.

The prompt: Midnight, on the bridge. Come alone.

My story:

Caroline’s breath clouded in the air as she laughed at the note Christopher had sent her. 'Midnight, on the bridge. Come alone.' As if she was foolish enough to bring someone along. Her feet trod the well-known path to the bridge where they had met on more than one occasion. 

“So sorry I’m late,” she called, laughing still.

He turned towards her, an intensity in his usually lazy gaze, making her heart race.

“I have a question for you,” he said.

A deep voice called from behind. “I have a few questions of my own.”

She whipped around, terrified. “Father!”

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WonHundred Word Wednesday: The natives

Happy Wednesday, readers! Here we have another flash fiction for you.

The prompt: It was a freezing night when the natives took up arms.

My story:

It was a freezing night when the natives took up arms. To be honest, we’d been half expecting it, but we’d never suspected the terror that would ensue. They led a clever attack, waiting until only moments after we’d drifted to sleep, secure in our warm bed. They sent the youngest to the battle lines first, her tiny wail piercing the midnight air. Brother and sister alike joined her call, their energy unprecedented, their demands endless, refusing consolation. For hours, relentless cries destroyed our peace.

I collapsed beside my husband, tearful and exhausted. “Why won’t they just go to sleep!?”

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WonHundred Word Wednesday: Forgotten name

Hello readers! Welcome to Wednesday! Here's a 100 word story to get your day going. 

The prompt: Even I have forgotten my name

My Story:

I never believed in the curse, but I do now. Four words, muttered in moonlight. Forever tied, until remembered. I was a free soul, a roamer, chained to nothing and no one, making memories every day. Until the day I died. I awoke here, unable to leave, unable to rest. I’ve been here so long, even I have forgotten my name. Only reading it on my headstone each day reminds me. One visitor is all it will take to break the curse, to release me. One person who remembers me, loves me. Yet here I wait, and no one comes.

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WonHundred Word Wednesday: Quick, hide!

Hey readers! Late in the day again, but still here on Wednesday. :) I've got a silly little flash fiction for you today! Check it out:

The prompt: Quick, hide behind the sofa

My story:

You can’t trust a charming guy. Darren taught me that. We’d been dating for two months and were watching a movie at his place when the lock on the front door turned. He leapt off the couch. “Quick, hide behind the sofa!”

“What? Why?” I asked.

“Just do it!” He tugged at my arm.

The door swung open, a tall blonde chick stared at me. “Who are you?” she asked.

“Darren’s girlfriend. Who are you?”

“I’m his girlfriend.”

I snagged Darren’s cell phone as it buzzed, reading the text aloud ‘I miss you, baby.’

Darren grinned, “Ladies, I can explain.”

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