(Note: We missed last week because of the US Holiday, but we’re back again.)
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. Join us in welcoming a new author to our group, Hope Ryan.
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.
Growth, Part 11 – Learning Curve, Part 3; by Grace R. Duncan:
“This ring,” he said, brushing his finger over the thin metal that sat just under the crown, “puts just enough pressure for the tip to be very sensitive. See how dark it is?”
Adel nodded, noting the purple color.
“Just before orgasm, it swells, right? This little ring makes it feel like that without being so close. As such, he’s much more sensitive. Watch,” Bathasar finished with a whisper and dragged his fingernail lightly over said sensitive skin.
Teman shook with the groan he let out over that. Adel thought it looked like he was struggling harder and harder as they went to keep still. “He is ordered to stay still?” Adel asked, though he hadn’t meant to speak.
Always Chapter 9 – Part 3; by Lily G. Blunt:
I tapped on the door and opened it cautiously. Seb was sitting on the edge of the bed stroking Edward’s hair. He looked up as I entered the room, but only glared at me without saying anything. Edward was lying face down with his arms wrapped around a pillow.
Seb continued running his palm over the back of Edward’s head, soothing him. That was my job—I was the one who should have been doing that for him.
I shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other when he didn’t move away from Edward. I felt the strong urge to pull Seb away from him and scoop Edward up in my arms.
Daydream; by Tray Ellis:
Raul stared up at the sky. He was between classes and while he should have been studying, such a lassitude had overtaken him that his books remained unopened and unread as he sprawled in the grass. He wished for a blanket as the grass scratched his forearms and the naked skin between his waistband and untucked shirt. Retrieving one meant getting up and he had no energy for it, so he lounged on the lawn.
He plucked at the grass and held a piece tight between his two thumbs. He blew against the edge of the blade and a shrill whistle emanated.
Heist Chapter 7; by Taylin Clavelli:
Before Donovan’s knees gave way, Harding was there supporting his chief. The man paid much closer attention to things than the commander had previously given him credit for. “He’s too stubborn to leave without a fight. He’ll make it.” Harding spoke with conviction.
Normally Donovan would have believed the comforting words, but with the mental and physical beating his boy just got, his faith wavered. He knew the words Carlos spoke to Zachary, would have sent him into a tailspin. After all, his boy was a thinker.
Williams orders cut through the mele, “Defib… Adrenaline.”
The medic cut away Zachary’s tee, while William injected his son. “Charging…Clear.”
Turning Point: Settling In – Part 1; by Hope Ryan:
Will waited for me in a chair outside the office, though, so I didn’t get a chance to gather myself much. He grinned at me and bounded to his feet. I thought again about what Mr. D had said about him. I haven’t seen Will that happy since he got here.
I didn’t quite know what to make of that so I just walked up to Will. His smile banished my unsettled emotions and I was able to give one in return.
“Are you done?” I asked.
Will nodded. “Yeah. Kitchen’s closed for a bit. Jamie and Yancy are on clean up duty today. I thought we’d go to the supply closet and get you the rest of your stuff.”
Lonesome Theta – Prologue; R. Gebhardt:
Alex Jones’ POV
Alpha Jackson said that I was going to travel amongst the various packs to bolster our relationships with as many packs as we possibly could. Also, while doing that I would be able to look for my mate amongst the other packs.
I had been hoping to find my mate for the past three years, but had so far not found him. I know that I will know him when I meet him, for my dreams have revealed this to me. Don’t get me wrong, I have had many offers to share my bed, but I always turned them down. I just had a feeling that there was something missing, and I knew that bedding random people would not fill that empty space.
If You Love Something; by Lily Velden:
CHAPTER 13: SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE
There. I’d done it. The words were said and there was no undoing them. I held my breath, looking deep into his gorgeous gray eyes and in an instant I knew, without a word passing his lips, I was accepted, not judged.
“It doesn’t matter to me, Davie, who you like to screw. That’s nobody’s business but your own.”
The Forest Lord #10; by Tucker McCallahan:
Silence dominated the inside of the tent where Zak and T’Riss prepared to catch a few hours of sleep before their turn at watch. Zak felt ill at ease, full of some strange foreboding he couldn’t name but which had him as jumpy as Ilztafay, and just as nervous. Zak wasn’t sure which was worse: darkness born of artifice and magic such as they’d ridden in during the day or this real and present darkness which seemed to creep and crawl, pervading everything and everyone with its foul nocturnal chill.
Zakn’yl decided he disliked them both.