Sunday Writing Prompt – A Story of Love
In the spirit of Valentine’s Day, this week’s MMLM Sunday Writing Prompt is “A Story of Love.“
Friday Fictioneers: Secret Admirer
“Tell me how you find these again?” Jen asked.
Sunday Photo Fiction: When Self-talker Meets Girl
Harry sprinted up the stairs and back down a moment later.
Sunday Photo Fiction: Painful Hallucinations
As his consciousness surfaced, Jack opened his eyes to see a woman smiling back at him. He gasped, “Who are you?”, scooting as far back as he could go.
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: The Condition
She stood there, sobbing into his shoulder while he muttered, “It’ll be okay. Everything will be fine.”
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: The Last Thing
“You were supposed to be watching her!” I shouted at the nurse.
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: The Prince and the Pauper
“What do you think, babe?” I asked my husband as I lifted my leg.
Friday Fictioneers: Attraction
Something is drawing me back, I’m sure of it. When I was seventeen, I couldn’t wait
Friday Fictioneers: Broken-hearted
Her words kept replaying over and over in his head, “I’m sorry but I can’t see you anymore.”
Friday Fictioneers: Young Love
Spinning around, she searched for him. We haven’t seen each other since the ninth-grade, will he recognize me? She wondered, gripping tightly to the note in her hand. He was her first crush, first love, but they were broken up when her parents moved her across the country and since then, she’s been searching for…
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: 4 o’Clock
At 3:55, he peeks at his watch, at 4 o’clock, I’m going to do it, he takes a deep breath and steps into the coffee shop. From there, he weaves through the crowds and heads upstairs to take his usual seat by the window, watching her as she walks down the street, earbuds in her ears…
Friday Fictioneers: Ticket to the Art Exhibit
I was at work when my secretary knocked and presented me with a white envelope. “A gentleman dropped this off for you.” I accepted the envelope as my secretary hastily retreated. I rolled my eyes. Why is everyone in this building afraid of me? Inside the envelope was an orange construction paper. The words,…
Friday Fictioneers: Anniversary Present
He led me through the woods blindfolded, wanted to show me his gift for our anniversary. I felt giddy, wondering what it could be. Heck, it can be anything. He’s an artist after all. “Are we there yet?” “Almost,” my sweet husband whispered in my ear, “Now, step to your right,” I obeyed as he…
100 Word Wednesday: The Proposal
“I didn’t know you can cook,” she said as he brought two plates of pasta to the table.
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: True Romance
Before he went into hiding, he promised that he would come back to find me when it was safe. “How will you find me?” I asked.
100 Word Wednesday: Saturday Morning
She woke to the wonderful aroma of eggs and coffee and as she sat up, he entered with a tray balanced on top of his muscular arm.
Sunday Photo Fiction: Dear Autumn
September 29, 2016 Dear Autumn, I want to thank you. Because of you, I met the most perfect guy today. It was while I was walking in the park, admiring the trees’ ever-changing colors. Autumn has always been my favorite season. I guess I’m attracted to dead leaves. 😄 Anyway, I was gazing up at…
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Out to Sea
He waited for her by the docks, kept hoping she would show to at least say goodbye.
Friday Fictioneers: One-Nighter
It happened almost instantaneously. She was sitting at the bar when he walked in.
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: The Beach
Spreading his arms wide, Aaron inhaled a breath of sea air and smiled,
Flash Fiction – First Crush
This is a fiction/non-fiction take on the day I found out a boy has a crush on me. I think it’s a fun and humorous story to re-post. The story’s true but I just added some humor into the dialogues and it took weeks to happen, not in a day.
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: First Date
“Can you believe it?” Taylor said, intertwining her fingers with Matthew’s. “So much is happening and here we are going on our first official date?”
Friday Fictioneers: Wedding Day
Around the corner in the chapel, she could hear “Here Comes the Bride” playing via the acoustic organ.
