October 2012
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Pink
A flashfiction piece set in the On The Edge series as part of my Shades of Pink event for Breast Cancer Awareness Month.
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When she went down to the club that night, Lisa knew what to expect—or at least, she thought she knew.
She’d sat in Brett’s office when the two ladies came to plead their cause, she’d listened to their prepared speech, and she’d have said no if it had been up to her....
September 2012
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August 2012
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Anonymous asked: As much as I love your vampires I also love your men in space. So if the muse decends I would love to hear more about their travels and histories.
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July 2012
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Moonlight
This week the prompt for Tuesday Tales was “ocean” and my participation takes us back to The Edge with Brett and his vampire lovers, Leo and Lisa, featured in a scene from the upcoming Beyond The Edge…
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The waves crashed down against the rocks, a relentless rhythm like the heartbeat of the ocean. Under Leo’s hand, Brett’s heart echoed that beat, even and regular in sleep.
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Quit
This week for Tuesday Tales’ prompt ‘money’ I’m playing with Anando and Virginia from the Out of the Box series. This discussion will take place in the upcoming Beyond The Edge… although I think I’ll need to expand the ‘working out her frustrations’ part… :P
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Most days, Virginia enjoyed going to work. There was nothing thrilling about long...
June 2012
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Tuesday Tales - Name of a City
My first contribution to Tuesday Tales. The theme this week was ‘name of a city’ and it just had to be Haventown. Here’s Leo coming home, a prequel to On The Edge.
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Leo’s hands clenched over the steering wheel and he scowled at nothing in particular as he passed yet another car. He was going too fast, but he really couldn’t have cared less. Despite leaving the motel right at...
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The Pacts
Set before Blurred Nights.
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In two hours, the sun would set. Two hours after that, Marc, Blake, three more vampires and twelve humans would be taking over a demons’ camp. All they could hope was that it wouldn’t be too late for the prisoners.
“I still don’t see why we have to risk our lives for them,” Blake said, raising his eyes from the sword he was sharpening on a wet stone. “If they were...
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Set before Blurred Nights, sequel to the previous bit of flash fiction.
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It had been a bit of a surprise for Marc, when coming back to town, to catch Blake’s scent in the street where they had once shared an apartment. He had hoped to find his Childe again, of course, but he hadn’t believed he would find him exactly where he had left him five years earlier.
Hands buried in his pants pockets,...
May 2012
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April 2012
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Prompt: Madame
The office door is closed, and still Lilia cringes. That’s the inconvenient thing about vampire hearing: she can’t not hear.
Vincent has been in front of his computer for a couple hours already, like he has been every day for the past week. His accent…
She sighs as he mispronounces another word.
His accent isn’t getting any better.
She’s not sure what prompted this sudden desire to learn...
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Prompt: sequel to vampire and tortoise story
A couple years ago, I posted a silly piece of fluff on Facebook (https://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=488123003710) for my friend Margaret. She asked for a sequel…
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The Midnight Carver Revealed
As my faithful readers well know, I have been on a five-year-long quest to track down and identify the ‘Midnight Carver,’ this talented individual who has been leaving small wood carvings...
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Prompt: Paint
It’s the middle of the afternoon when Nicholas comes down to Andrew’s office. Jacob is sitting astride his hip, a sheet of paper in his tiny hands. His cheeks, round with baby fat, are brightly pink, his hair still damp from a bath. Andrew’s instinctive smile at seeing his son widens a little more when Jacob babbles something at him in which ‘daddy’ is the most recognizable word.
“Finger...
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March 2012
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February 2012
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James awakens in a jump, the feeling of something being taken from him drifting through indistinct dreams. He tightens his fingers over the beer bottle, but already it’s being tugged from his grip, and in the glow of the tv he sees it being set on the coffee table, next to James’ feet and the other empty bottle he drank earlier. “You could have waited for me,” Tony protests as he plops...
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