Avery’s back! She’s got a new m-m story to start this week. I hope you’re excited. It includes murder in a small town and an ex who’s also the Assistant Police Chief. Juicy, right? Well, Avery sure hopes so *grins*
Remember, the flash fiction stories have to be 500-1000 words in length and be based on a writing prompt. Avery’s prompt for this week was a picture:
Now, I realize this is a just a canoe, but give the story a chance *wink* To give a little background, this story was part of a flash fiction class. Unfortunately, the story is more a scene from a larger work, rather than a standalone piece, but I’m excited about the characters and the prospects for the story. Be sure to let me know what you think!
Here we go…….
Murder, Myles, and Me
I expected the small community center in Pine Creek, Colorado, to be abuzz with activity. After all, this was search headquarters for town resident and bar owner, Adrian Sommers, who was missing and presumed dead. Rumors circulated that Adrian had been murdered, but why?
This was my first trip back to the hill-billy town since I graduated high school eight years ago. I didn’t want to be here, but Adrian—Ad to me—was the big brother I never had. He looked after me whenever my dad went on a bender. Or when my old man decided my only purpose in life was to be his punching bag.
Most of my memories of high school were bad. Ad was the one person who made my life bearable. Well, next to my bestie, Kelsey. We’d played in the band and were the only two gay kids in school. Yeah, life held some big challenges back then. Continue reading “Wednesday Briefs: New Story Beginning”
I owe you a huge apology…for leaving you hanging last week. Life, coupled with Internet issues, got in the way of me posting more New Year’s Decadence sooner. But, it was worth the wait, right? Maybe? Hopefully you will think so.
Ok, so when we last saw Carson & Tyler, they were dancing and stealing lots of smooches at Raphael’s. Wonder what happens at midnight? Read on…
Oh, by the way, the prompt for this week’s story is “Lovely place, isn’t it?” And I should mention that some parts of the story are mildly NSFW. *wink*
Without further ado, here’s the next installment of New Year’s Decadence by Avery Dawes:
Carson and Tyler swayed together, their feet moving in small, coordinated steps despite only dancing together for two short weeks. Tyler had managed to not only avoid stepping on Carson’s feet, but he let Carson take the lead and guide them through the varied musical selections. This particular ballad reminded Carson more of the blues with its moody notes and repetitive verses. They continued, seemingly mesmerized by the rhythm and the opulent surroundings even though the music had stopped. A polite cough into the microphone had them halting. Continue reading “Wednesday Briefs: More Carson and Tyler”
I hope that everyone had a great holiday! Now, we are on the verge of 2015. Where has time gone?!
Avery wanted this edition of Wednesday Briefs to be special. She’s decided to give you a glimpse into what’s happening with Carson and Tyler, her characters from Fall Break Fright. The prompt she picked for this week was to have her characters slow dance (this actually shows up in Part II of the flash since Carson and Tyler got carried away with the word count). In case you aren’t familiar, here is a link for Fall Break Fright.
Remember, Wednesday Briefs are flash fiction pieces so they are limited in word count. They also have to include a prompt.
Avery hopes you enjoy this flash!
New Year’s Decadence
Carson rolled over, reaching for Tyler, only to find his side of the bed empty, the sheets cool. Groaning, Carson sat up enough so he could scan the room before checking the time. Maybe he’d slept later than he thought? He struggled to remember if Tyler had mentioned something about going out first thing this morning.
When he didn’t spy Tyler or hear him banging around the kitchen, he glanced at the clock; however, something blocked the normally bright blue numbers on the face. Carson fumbled, finally grabbing the object. After he adjusted the bed pillows, he examined what was a crisp, white envelope made from a heavy-weight paper. Puzzled, he turned it over in his hands, looking for clues. The engraved “C” on the front didn’t offer anything, other than it had to be expensive. Good thing he didn’t make a living as a detective; he’d have been fired a long time ago! Continue reading “New Year’s Eve Wednesday Briefs”
I can’t believe this is the last post of Edge of Fury. I really hope that you’ve enjoyed the story. See below, because I have a hint of what’s to come for Zane and Steele.
First things first. We need the prompt and then the good stuff. Cause, yep, this is another NSFW installment!
This week’s story includes two prompts: “Up…on your knees for me” and “More spanking?”
Do I need to include my content warning or is the NSFW sufficient…bear with me…I’m going to remind readers that this post is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18. If two guys together sexually bothers you, stop reading now. If rimming makes you blush…get ready.
‘Nuff said. Time for the guys!
Edge of Fury, Conclusion
The sound of wood crackling had Zane opening his eyelids. Steele had lit a small fire in the kiva in the corner of the room. He also lit several candles, which were scattered around the room. Zane hadn’t expected such a romantic scene. In fact, he didn’t know his biker had it in him to do something so sweet, almost girlie.
“You like?” Steele’s voice sounded from the far side of the room. His biker had shed his pants and underwear. The flickering light of the fire threw highlights on Steele’s toned thighs and abs.
Welcome to this addition of Wednesday Briefs! I have to say that I’m very excited about this story. You will probably cuss me, but I’m only going to share a small portion as I plan to submit the story for publication (yep, I’m that happy with it).
The idea for this story started last week. I didn’t have the chance to write it then, but the prompts that inspired me were the Tour de France and having a character ride a motorcycle. All kinds of possibilities with those, right? *evil grin* This week’s prompts appear later in the story. Trust me, they are there *wink*
For some quick background, one of my WIPs is My Handsome Vampire. Rhys Cornwall, a wolf shifter, has a brief appearance in that story. He intrigued me, and without writing a full novel, I wanted to give Rhys a chance to shine – and more importantly, I wanted to give him some lovin’ with an incredible partner. This snippet doesn’t capture Rhys’s entry, but I’m hoping you’ll like Jensen and imagine the possibilities these two guys have together. Continue reading “Wednesday Briefs: July 30, 2014 – My Rugged Rescuer”
So, this week is the conclusion to last week’s story, Angel of the Air. If you recall, David was seriously freaking out after overhearing a conversation between the co-pilot and flight attendant. This week we find out what happens. The prompt for this week’s story was “I don’t want to alarm you, but . . . ”
Please enjoy the conclusion to Angel of the Air by Avery Dawes!
When the intercom went silent, Gabriel pressed a kiss to David’s forehead. “See, nothing to worry about.” He began stroking David’s back in a soothing motion. “Remember, I’ve got you. We’ll make it through this.”
“Don’t lie to me, Gabriel. Did you hear his voice? He’s just as scared as me. What’s he not telling us?” David hated how easily fear and anxiety overtook him when it came to flying. If it wasn’t for Gabriel, he never would have gotten on a plane. One horrible experience as a child had him driving everywhere he possibly could. Gabriel was the first person to get him back on a plane in nearly twenty years. Continue reading “Wednesday Briefs: July 9, 2014 – Angel Conclusion”
This week’s story by Avery is a two-part-er. You can enjoy the first half this week, and then stop by next week to read the conclusion. Hopefully you won’t end up shaking your fist at me for leaving you hanging for a week *grins*
The writing prompt I used for this story is having my character – David – fall. I hope you enjoy the read!
Angel of the Air
David spun the titanium band that now occupied his left ring finger. Even though they’d been engaged for two years prior to tying the knot, he still marveled that Gabriel would want to spend the rest of his life with him.
“What’s going through that head of yours, babe? You look way too serious, considering we’re on our way to Hawaii for our honeymoon.” Gabriel, his partner and former Army Ranger, could read him as though the words were engraved on his forehead.
This week Avery is taking a break from writing on Bad Blood. From the suggestions she’s had, the story is going to be much longer than originally anticipated. This is not a bad thing, but she prefers to share shorter pieces of fiction here. In fact, she’s been practicing the art of flash fiction. With any luck, it will get easier the more she does it!!
The prompt Avery picked for this story is “Get on with it.” What you are about to read is the second installment of Bad Blood. If you recall from last time, we learned that Victor (a vampire) had been arrested for killing several sorority girls. Judd is mortified and not sure what to make of the news, given the awesome time he had with Victor. Chapter 2 gives us insight into Victor’s current situation.
by Avery Dawes
Victor paced the confines of his small cell. The Paranormal Police Force had quickly discovered they couldn’t house vampires in human jails without retrofitting them for beings that had superior strength and senses. Giving into his frustration, Victor lashed out at the cement wall, which did nothing more than break some bones in his hand and scrape his knuckles. Before long, though, they would be back to normal. He cursed at the camera mounted in the far corner of the room before flipping off whoever kept watch over him. The bastards had turned the multitude of lights up to their highest setting, which caused a throbbing sensation behind his eyes. He turned his back to the camera before massaging his temples. Victor didn’t want to give the arrogant Detective Finan the satisfaction of knowing his tactics caused Victor distress. Although, the squirrely detective was probably hard at work – practicing his creative writing skills as he prepared the charges against Victor. Cause there’s no way he can have proof I killed those girls!
As a nearly 248 year old vampire, Victor had impeccable control of his thirst. Unlike the young vamps in the main holding area of the jail. That thought caused him to chuckle; one of the newbie vamps tried to get the best of Victor. When the “old fart” ignored the newbie’s taunts – “how much gel did it take to spike your hair” or “you really need to dress your age”, the guy tried some martial arts spinning move – much to his own detriment, of course. Now, Victor just wished for a shower to wash the young vamp’s blood out of his designer jeans. Sad to say, his punishment meant a transfer to the solitary confinement wing. Continue reading “Wednesday Briefs: June 18, 2014”