Free Fiction Friday – February 6, 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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Always Chapter 12 – Part 3; by Lily G. Blunt:

Before returning home, we stopped for a burger and a soft drink. Jared was back to his usual jovial self, and Edward appeared more talkative now. He and Jared became involved in some conversation about Volvos, which left me listening to Alice’s spiel on fashion and home furnishings. I tried to listen in on the other conversation while Alice was talking to me. Edward could see I was getting agitated and took my hand in his, stroking it with his thumb. When Edward suggested we head back, I was on my feet in no time at all.

“It’s been a fun evening,” Jared said. “We’ll have to do it again next time you come home.”

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Objects in the Rear View Mirror: by kirifox

Chapter 3 – The Middle School Years

Time flew by as Ri and I matured. I was no longer a gangly, skinny kid. After Father left, our moms enrolled both Ri and I in self-defense classes, swimming classes and karate classes. We were also running in the mornings before school and lifting weights a few times a week after school. I was beginning to fill out a little, and was getting a bit of definition in my abs and some muscles in my arms, shoulders and legs. Even though I was more than a year younger than Ri, I shot up in a growth spurt and was now a few inches taller…

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If You Love Something – 21: Tim Tam Slam: by Lily Velden

As we trudged up the beach, my arms and legs felt pleasantly weary. Three hours of surfing would do that to you. Even from a distance I could see someone had set up camp about fifteen feet to the left of us. Two guys, clad in board shorts and tees with floppy hats shading their faces were seated on fold-out chairs in front of a dark-green tent. Both were reading newspapers, and sipping on cups of what looked to be either tea or coffee. I assumed it was Jeremy’s buddies…

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The Forest Lord #13; by Tucker McCallahan:

The attack never came.

Instead, the shadow unicorn played with them. It taunted the group using rushing hoof-beats and a sense of impending doom. Even the smaller forest animals seemed to be in league with the dark beast, disappearing entirely when those ghostly galloping sounds echoed off the trees. Several of the weaker human guards – already half-mad from the first attack – became completely unhinged from the atmosphere of foreboding in the Adintana as those eerie noises bore down upon them only to vanish without a trace.

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Rainy Day Rain Check; by Tray Ellis:

The alarm went off at 7 o’clock. Oscar rolled over, hit the snooze, and then spent a minute groaning himself awake. Next to him, Phillip bounced out of bed.

“I’ll get the coffee started,” Phillip said.  “You take a hot shower and wake up.”

“Neh,” Oscar replied.  He didn’t have the energy yet to form complete words. It took another minute of rubbing his face to wake up enough to roll to the side of the bed, prop himself up, and struggle to a standing position.  Never an early riser, he’d been traveling for work that week, and jetlag was playing tricks on him.

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Growth, Part 15 – Learning Curve, Part 8; by Grace R. Duncan:

Adel chuckled. “Indeed. So you have… pet names for them?”

“Oh yes. I call Teman ‘my love’ and Nadir, when we play, I call ‘pet.’ I know a few others who use names like ‘girl’ or ‘boy’ or the like. Again, it’s another form of—”

“Mastery,” Adel finished for him. “I see. I… I’ve been thinking of Ghalib as ‘boy’ and couldn’t seem to figure out why I couldn’t let go of the name.”

Bathasar flashed his teeth in another grin. “There’s more Master in you than you realize.”

Adel raised an eyebrow. “You think?”

“Yes, quite. We’ll talk more about that later. First, however, you should spank Nadir.”

Adel stared at Bathasar, blinking for a moment. “You want me to spank him? Like… like a recalcitrant child?”

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Hiding – Part 2; by Hope Ryan:

Zeke turned slowly, lowering his book again to stare, once more, at the other boy. He was cute and Zeke had to fight hard against the color that wanted to flood his cheeks. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out, so he simply shook his head.

“Why not?” the boy asked.

Zeke cleared his throat and sat up a little more. “Cause I know how it feels,” he managed to say.

Black eyebrows that curved over wide dark eyes went up. “They pick on you, too?” Matthew asked and Zeke nodded. “Why?”

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