Free Fiction Friday – August 21, 2015

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Welcome to Free Fiction Friday. Each week we will provide you will free stories from many different authors. Check in with us each week as not all authors will post each week and new authors will be joining us as we grow.

Here is a list of all the authors posting free fiction this week, along with a brief snippet from their latest free work. Click the link after the snippet to be taken to the complete story on the author’s home page. Remember to follow the site to be notified when we post the latest updates.

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Blowing Hot & Cold; by Tucker McCallahan:

 

The day was a disaster. A freak summer hailstorm tore through the Burlington area of Vermont the night before and the house did not escape unscathed. None of the houses on Sawmill Road came away untouched, but their neighbors sharing in the misery didn’t make things any better. All Don knew as he picked somebody else’s shingles up out of the lawn at 4:30 in the morning was that he was crazy glad he and Kyle didn’t actually own this mess.

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Heist – Chapter 14; by Taylin Clavelli:

 

Unwilling to let Zack go, Donovan held him for a while longer. But, when their position became too uncomfortable, he slipped off the bed, settled in the chair, and waited for the return of their parents.

Later, during William and Holly’s visit, Zachary was painfully quiet again. In some respects it wasn’t surprising since Holly could talk the hind legs off a donkey. Despite all Holly’s chatter, they didn’t address certain things that needed to be discussed.

Zachary had been improving throughout the day. His throat, although still a little raspy, was helped along by the regular doses of ice cream, jello, orange juice and soda.

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Turning His Life Around – Prequel, Part 2; by Grace R. Duncan:

 

“Hmm?” Ian asked. Kane hadn’t removed his arm yet and Ian was having trouble concentrating on anything but the feel of the man against him.

“When we sit down, let’s kiss.”

Ian turned, his eyebrows going up at Kane and he chuckled at the look on his friend’s face. He glanced back at her then nodded. Finally, they stopped at a small room off to one side. It was just big enough for a table for two. Low “chairs”—which were little more than seats with no legs and backs with cushions to sit on—sat on the floor. The table was low to the floor, as well, and set with napkins, small dipping bowls and chopsticks on tiny rests.

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