Flash is Back!

Flash is Back!

I am so excited. Flash Fiction is back on Goodreads. I'm actually on a couple of websites and Facebook pages that post up pictures for flash fiction, but there is something easy about GR's 100 word submissions. Plus, almost all the pictures are inspiring. This one is going to be expanded for a chapter of Hustle and Hart, a brand new YA novel I'm currently writing. Enjoy!

April 2019 - Flash Fiction

(Inspiration for Hustle and Hart)

He didn’t know about me. Nobody did. Friends don’t kiss friends. That’s the truth, but I wanted to. I wanted him as more than a friend.

He’d just spilt his guts, his secrets, confided in me, and all I could do was stare. At his mouth, his eyes, his hands gripping his thighs, knuckles going white. His heart was probably pounding as fast as mine, galloping like one of those horses he could ride.

I took one step closer, than two, moving between his spread thighs and covered his hands with mine. I raised my eyes from groin to chest to face, felt him wrap his big, warm hands around my neck, and shuddered at the first taste of his lips.

April Flash

April Flash(back)

Flash Fiction - November 19, 2014

Only in my wildest fantasies could this ever happen and, yet, it has, is. Disappointed and heart-broken just an hour ago when they told me that they were together. But when their heated gaze fell on me, it took my breath away. They stalked me, pushed me down onto the couch, undressed me, slowly. And then the kisses: soft, sweet, then harder, more demanding. Entrance granted. They took their time, then time was short, too soon they had me begging. They were relentless, and I loved it. I’ve wanted my two best friends for years, and now I have them.

March Flash

March Flash(back)

Flash Fiction - Oct 29, 2014

I leaned in and kissed him. How could I not? He’d given me the best day I could have have hoped for. We spent the morning wandering the halls of my favorite art museum. He held my hand, staying close the whole time, topping it off with a wonderful lunch at a divine little cafe. 

And now I have to leave. But I don’t want to go. If only he’d say the words I’m dying to hear. The ones that would keep me from getting in a taxi, onto a train, and away from him. If only he’d say, “Stay.”

February Flash

February Flash(back)

I've accumulated several Flash fiction pieces over the years and had them all over on Google+, but with it's demise, I need to save them and figured I might as well let you all enjoy them and let in on a secret... many of these scenes have ended up in my other books or have inspired more complex scenes.

Flash Fiction - November 5, 2014

“Please...”

He ripped my shirt from my body. I managed to get a few buttons of his shirt undone before he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. A long lick of his tongue from my neck to my ear had me shuddering with anticipation.

He unbuttoned my camo pants one handed as he reached around me with the other and slipped it inside to grab ahold of my ass. I could feel the fabric start to slide, but it didn’t have a chance to fall very far. He tugged me down to kneel before him.

“Yes,” I hissed.