Thud. Thud, thud. In the shelter, they held their breaths afraid of any sound. The wind knocked. Thud. Then a scream. A screeching howl faded into night. Coiled talons ripped under the wooden door. Blood dripped to the floor. Terrorized eyes awaited doom. Other Writings You May Like Peaches Sincere Advice for The Man of the House Author Reading: Sincere Advice for The Man of the House The Sweet Smell of Rotting Flesh
“I’d follow you anywhere,” said the dog, who wanted to feel loved. “I’d probably lose you,” said the man, who spoke truth. “Down the road, you will need each other,” said the hawk, with a long view. “I believe you,” said the man, the only time he listened. Other Writings You May Like A Cooper’s Hawk Snags a Meal Author Reading : May 16, 2018 – A Moment of Pure Truth March 15, 2017 Scribble…
In dreams, he awoke a Ronin warrior who carried a sword of steel, thrashing forward through the field of blood, until no enemy remained. Still furious, the swordsman turned around and thrashed back until he stood alone on the field. If you liked this story, check out Cindy’s Sin, the first novelette I wrote about a girl traveling to Las Vegas to get revenge. Other Writings You May Like What We Have Here is a…
Center lane, I-10, headed to Riverside. Cars sped around him. A CHP police interceptor hung three cars back. Then there was one in front! Why did she rush him out the apartment? Paranoia from his first taste of weed began to set in with the sunset.
The bees found the red nectar first sucking their fill from the tin flowers. The ruby-throated hummingbird flitted from one tin to the other seeking an opening. The turbulence from his wings opened up a slot. He dove in taking his turn until the bees came back.
On a sandbar, Francois planted the flag to claim the island for France.
At 84, Bob took to talking to his Springer Spaniel. He romped with the dog, ate with the dog, and learned to nap during the day in preparation for his reincarnated life. He died. Bob came back as a cat. Which, was okay because he knew how to outrun a dog. Other Writings You May Like Left Hanging on Craigmore Rock A Cooper’s Hawk Snags a Meal Heat and Tension on the Grapevine On a…
Tiptoeing past the sleeping giant, she paused for a peek to make sure his eyes remained closed. She drew closer. Boldly, she touched a closed lid. In an instant, he swept her up, wrapped her in a hug, and sweetly kissed her neck. Other Writings You May Like That’s a Wrap A Cooper’s Hawk Snags a Meal Heat and Tension on the Grapevine On a Sandbar, War.
“I’m bored, dip the Urchin over the side,” pronounced the Captain. “I’m afraid he will sink,” offered the First Mate. “Still, it would top the day,” added the Cook. The boy called the Urchin said nothing. He could cool off, and honestly, he was bored too. Other Writings You May Like The Double Chocolate Bar Left Hanging on Craigmore Rock Heat and Tension on the Grapevine On a Sandbar, War.
She breathed in gasps, her heart beating faster than her futile attempt to calm herself. The terror raced forward, then dug in pushing her to the ground. She twisted to defend herself covering her eyes. A red tongue sloshed out as the matted dog licked her face.