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Romance Weekly – Flash Fiction Spooky

RomanceWeeklyIf you arrived here via Mikki Cober you know it’s Halloween Flash Fiction week for the Romance Writers Weekly crew! This week we celebrate All Hallows Eve with spooky tales of 300 words or less. Mine is a spin off from my story, White Doe, and comes in at 299 words.

Eva glimpsed at her pirate wench’s image in the bar mirror as she loaded drinks onto her tray. She’d taken great pains to create a sexy costume for Halloween. The Raven was already crowded as she headed to a group of tables by the surfside windows.

By right of occupation they belonged to the Pirate’s bike gang. Menacing tattoos, midnight races on the beach road and rumors of being shapeshifters gave the Outer Banks MC their reputation.

“Nice costume,” Cheyenne said, looking lovely as a Native American princess, and wife to, Shane, who gave her a slight wink with those mysterious golden eyes.

“Thanks.” Her gaze wandered in search of Shiloh.

“He’ll be here later,” Shane offered. “He had a late delivery at the marina.”

More members arrived dressed in their cuts, sporting a skull and crossbones with eye patch. After fetching another round for the bikers, she stepped outside for some air. A cool breeze kissed her heated cheeks as she climbed over the dune. The inky black Atlantic kissed the star studded sky while a crescent moon hung halfway to zenith.

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A sensation of being watched forced her to turn toward the dunes. Luminescent yet sensual eyes glowed in the distance. Intrigued, she remained still as the green orbs grew near. A quick flash of headlights cast beams against their owner. A red wolf vanished into the dark.

With a sigh of regret, she returned inside. As she retrieved her drink order, the hairs at the back of her neck prickled.

“How about one for me, sweetheart?” His southern drawl skittered along her skin like a caress. If sex had a tone, Shiloh held perfect pitch.

His tousled auburn hair framed his enchanting jade eyes…the same eyes…as the red wolf.

Dear God, she’d fallen for a shifter!

Hope you enjoyed Eva’s revelation and will hop on over to Jo Richardson‘s spooky tale.

 

Flash Fiction – Love Letter

RomanceWeeklyIf you arrived here via Carolyn Spear you know it’s Flash Fiction week for the Romance Writers Weekly crew! If not, hope you’ll returned to see her post. Today’s topic is love letters. The letter must contain the words, brush, pumpkin and sweet and be four hundred words or less.

LletterLetters have become a lost art. I still have the one my husband wrote to me when he had to leave for training right after we’d met. This love letter is fiction, but hope you enjoy…

 Hi Baby,
It feels like an eternity since I’ve held you.Hope you and everyone at home are doing good. I miss our video chats on the computer, but in the mountains, signal is spotty at best and only available to contact our FOB. You said once that I never wrote you a “real letter,” so here you go.
Thanks for the care package! The guys and I appreciate the, mega bag of chocolate, dip packets and cigarettes. Occasionally, I’ll even have a smoke for some extra energy at the end of a long patrol. Don’t worry, I won’t get hooked. It’s the small things that keep me going and the ever constant desire to return home to you.
Brutus loves his new brush. He’s currently sleeping at my feet after a combing. It’s already freezing at night and he’s a warm bed mate. Hope you’ll get to meet the big guy when we get back to the States. Sure would like to adopt him when his service time is done.
We had our Thanksgiving turkey MRE last night, but I’m sure the pumpkin crunch cake smells sweet in the oven about now. A slice with some coffee would be heaven.
Being with you would be more heavenly. Life with a gun, a dog, and brothers in arms forces a guy to think. Brings things down to essentials. You are one of mine. I now realize one of yours.
Throw the pills in the trash cuz as soon as I’m back, I promise you’ll be horizontal for days and hopefully plump with my baby a few months later. I love you more and anything and promise I’ll be home as soon as I can.
Love you,
J

Hop on over to Fiona Riplee for another love letter.