Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Won Hundred Word Wednesdays

Today's story brought to you by the following prompt:

August 26, 2015: As he opened the car door, 

there was a loud

As he opened the car door, there was a loud woman waving her polka-dot umbrella. “You can’t stop there!”

He waved his hand in the dismissive manner he was accustomed to, stopping her mere inches from his face, her umbrella frozen mid-swing as she succumbed to his power.

“I’ll stop anywhere I want, you old bat,” he said.

He took a few more steps, staring straight ahead at the door he expected to find his date behind.

Another step brought him directly over a large X. He looked up in time to see the dragon before it squashed him flat.

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

WonHundred Wednesday

Today's prompt was:   As soon as she walked in, she felt the tension

As I started writing it, I was kinda surprised where it went, but kinda pleased with it anyway. 
Hope you enjoy it. 

As soon as she walked in, she felt the tension of the tripwire. Her heart stopped for a moment and she breathed out. She pulled her foot back as gently as she could, but the click of the pin being pulled echoed in her ears, sounding louder than the gunfire in the streets below.

If it was anything like the traps she’d set for the enemy she had moments to come to terms with her life.

Not that she cared to see any of it flash before her eyes. Except for that one brief moment she’d seen the chosen one. 

Monday, August 17, 2015

Echoes of Summer's Cover Reveal.

My newest cover for my newest release coming in September. :)   

Kinda fun to start writing a book in June and get it done and out into the world by September. I might have to try stuff like this more often. 

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Won Hundred Word Wednesday

August 5, 2015: As the dream faded, she chased it, forlorn

When I saw this prompt, I read it fast and at a glance making me think the last word forlorn said something different. See if you can figure out what word I thought it was as you read the results of this prompt.

As the dream faded, she chased it, forlorn. She raised her head and reflected on the loss. She’d always wanted one of those fascinating creatures as a pet, but they were extinct now. She shook her head, not understanding how they could have been wiped out so completely.

When the unicorns first came to this land it didn’t take long to gain control. The humans had been hunted for sport, then in an attempt to fight off the unicorns they’d dropped bombs, killing themselves as well.

Such a loss.

In the dream, the human was female and heavy with child.