Free Fiction Friday – August 29, 2014

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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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Always – Chapter 5; by Lily G. Blunt:

Edward smiled softly at me, held my face with one hand, and our lips connected briefly once again. He tilted forward so our foreheads touched. “I suppose we’d better go downstairs before he comes back again,” Edward said quietly. “Here, let me help you get up, Jay.” I really liked it when he shortened my name.

He put his hand under my elbow and I pushed off from my good leg so he didn’t have to take all my weight. I rocked back and forth while the blood settled in my legs, and Edward fetched the crutches for me. “I’ll be glad when I’m walking properly,” I huffed, trying not to feel embarrassed after our short, intimate moment.

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The Blood; by J.P. Barnaby:

The blood came off my feet with much less effort than scrubbing the tiny crevasses of my favorite shoes. Forensics being what they are these days, I cannot be too careful. I poured bleach down the drain, clear redemption chasing my sin through the pipes. It seemed like such a waste. I could still feel the warm pulse of liquid flowing across the blade and onto my hands as I watched the light leave his eyes. Nothing got me hard like the power of life over death.

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Growth, Part 30; by Grace R. Duncan:

Adel paced the small office, throwing a glare at the shutters when a whine of wind made them rattle. His patience was waning, his need to see Ghalib, convince the man to not be an idiot, nearly overwhelming. In that moment, he soundly cursed his promise to Bathasar.

The door opened and Adel turned to see Cyrus step in. “My apologies, ya sayyid, for keeping you waiting.”

“Adel, please.” Adel waved a hand, trying to force himself to calm down. He would have no chance of convincing a thirsty horse to drink water in his current state of mind, much less talk sense into Ghalib, and he knew it.

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The Forest Lord #4; by Tucker McCallahan:

“I don’t understand why we haven’t left yet.” Kala paced back and forth in the staging area, her restless energy crackling around her with a life that was almost palpable.

“Had the Queen not kidnapped Zakn’yl, we would indeed be on our way.” T’Riss looked up from where he sat beside their few bags and pinned her in place with his irritated tone of voice. “As it is, she holds Ilztafay, and we cannot leave the city without her.”

“I thought we were five.” Kala stalked toward him, a challenge in her walk. “Who is this other female in the Queen’s company?”

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If You Love Something by Lily Velden:

Chapter two: Juicy Fruit? Really?

“But I wanna see Harry Potter,” Jere whined. God, he can out-whine Tommy when he wanted something, and that was really saying something.

“That’s for babies,” I scoffed. “Lord of the Rings is way cooler.”

“Is not!’

“Is, too!”

“Is not!”

“Is, too! Gandalf is heaps cooler than Dumbledore!”

“No, he…” Jeremy stopped for a minute, glaring at me. “Okay, maybe he is, but Harry Potter is going to finish this week, so if we don’t see it today I’m gonna have to wait for it to come out on DVD and that’ll take for

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The Price of Love – Part 5; by Andrew Q. Gordon:

Sitting on the edge of a parapet in the Magi Citadel, I stared up at the Island in the Clouds. Three months later and he still filled my thoughts. I lost him the day the world was saved. Another bittersweet day in my life.

Part of me wanted to go back to that cave to see if his spirit remained, waiting for me to return. In my heart I knew I wouldn’t find him there, but I couldn’t quell that last bit of hope.

After the defeat of the Degari, Chenoth and his army left our world. No explanations, no words of wisdom, nothing. The blue dragon, however, remained.

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The Marine – The Date; by R. Gebhardt:

I got anxious about my date that was happening in a few days, so I decided to go for a walk in the small woods behind my house. I loved walked taking a walk in the woods because I have always enjoyed being out in nature. As I walked I got lost in my thoughts about the paternity test that I took a couple of days prior; I still wasn’t sure what I was hoping for, but I knew that if it turned out that I was the father I would do everything in my power to make sure that the child will be taken care of.

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Intervention Part Four (A Naruto Fanfiction); by Sara Testarossa:

Iruka grabbed the lube and slicked up his cock before pausing. “What about you?” he asked, turning his head to Kakashi, who had been watching them all the while.

“I’ll prepare you when you’re in him,” Kakashi said, sounding as if he were having difficulty holding on to control.

Iruka nodded wordlessly, turned back to Yamato, and lined himself up. Yamato’s head was turned and he was looking into Iruka’s eyes as Iruka pushed into him slowly. Both men groaned and Iruka was nearly dizzy with just how tight and hot Yamato was. He curled over Yamato’s back, bracing himself on the bed with his arms.

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Burchester Tales Part 4 – The Boyfriend; by H. Lewis-Foster:

Gus tapped his fingers rhythmically against the pink plastic table. If the décor at Stan’s left a lot to be desired, the station cafe furniture would give an interior designer nightmares. Gus averted his eyes from the fluorescent green chairs, which weren’t helping his headache in the slightest. A muffled electronic voice confirmed the train from Paddington was on time, and the pain in Gus’s head gripped tighter round his brain, at the prospect of Davy’s imminent arrival. Gus took a last sip of coffee, and made his way onto the platform.

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