Twittering Tales -The Reckoning.

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She felt butterflies in her middle and an intense heat that made sweat roll down her back.

She used to think sweat was sensual, remembering a steamy night when Steve came to talk but left her so emotional.

The headlights pierced through the blinds and she faced her future.

[274 Characters]

This story was written for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales challenge, click on the link to her post here:

Twittering Tales #153 – 10 September 2019

 

I have also included the following word prompts:

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/09/15/sensual/

FOWC with Fandango — Middle

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/09/15/your-daily-word-prompt-future-september-15-2019/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/09/15/rdp-sunday-talk/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/09/14/emotional/

 

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Twittering Tales – A Tech Giant

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Photo by Geralt at Pixabay.com

 

As Jenny faced a wall of code, her breath quickened in fervid fashion. This was no time for reserve, she knew what to do.

She pushed forward youthful hands and entered the digital world, where she’d be a technological giant.

To become one with technology is to rule the world.

[277 Characters]

 

This story was written for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales Challenge:

Twittering Tales #152 – 3 September 2019

 

I have also included the following word prompts:

FOWC with Fandango — Reserve

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/09/09/rdp-monday-fervid/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/09/09/youthful/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/09/09/your-daily-word-prompt-giant-september-9-2019/

 

50 Word Thursday #35 – A Fatal Error

 

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And the words:

“Provided she did exactly as instructed, she should be able to get it right.” – Agatha Raisin and the Quiche of Death – MC Beaton

 

 

People often moan they have a stressful job, but Janey’s was particularly tough. She was a bomb disposal officer. In the unlikely event that a bomb was discovered, hers was the number to call. This wasn’t the kind of job that you could dabble at. You had to throw your whole self into it, and she did, literally.

The Call came through that a bomb had been discovered on Main street. As she arrived at the scene, she pulled out her instruction manual and looked up the guidance for this particular model. It was unusual, but one thing was clear, the clock on the front showed ‘50’. Just 50 minutes to diffuse this Bomb. Now that was stress. Provided she did exactly as instructed, she should be able to get it right.

Unfortunately, the clock had been put in the wrong way and 5 minutes was just not enough time.

[150 Words]

This story was written for the 50 Word Thursday Challenge, which was hosted by Deb Whittam, click on the link to see her post:

https://debbiewhittam.wordpress.com/2019/08/30/50-word-thursday-35/

 

I have also included the following word prompts:

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/09/04/unlikely/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/09/04/your-daily-word-prompt-dabble-september-4-2019/

 

50 Word Thursday – The Lonely Spot

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the words:

“What had happened to him at that moment was what happens to people when they are unexpectedly caught in something very shameful.” – Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy. 

 

It was a lonely spot, behind the monastery walls, no one ever came there, or so he thought and he wasn’t alone. He’d brought his lover with him. Theirs was a love that had to be kept secret as not many people would have understood or tolerated.

As they held each other closely and he gave a kiss as if this was his last meal they were caught by surprise as one of the senior monks pulled back the bushes that had hid them both.

What had happened to him at that moment was what happens to people when they are unexpectedly caught in something very shameful. He blushed bright red all over his bare upper torso.

His partner, too, blushed as his own novice robes fell to the ground.

The Senior Monk just smiled and walked away in a nimble fashion, remembering his own experiences as a young man in love. He admired the tenacity of youth, the way they spun their web of lies just for a moment of affection. He would keep their little secret, they were welcome to the spot. Funny how they had chosen the same spot that he’d enjoyed all those many years ago.

[200 Words]

This story was written for the 50 Word Thursday Challenge, Click on the link below.

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/08/22/50-word-thursday-34/

It is not too late to take part in this challenge, I will be posting all the results on Wednesday evening then a new challenge will begin again on Thursday. This weeks challenge will be hosted by Deb Whittam of the blog 24.

 

I have also included the following word prompts:

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/08/27/welcome/

FOWC with Fandango — Tenacity

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/08/27/rdp-tuesday-web/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/08/27/your-daily-word-prompt-nimble-august-27-2019/

 

Twittering Tales – Out of Space

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I was gazing at the stars when, like something out of the Twilight Zone, a UFO flashed towards me across the sky. A light beam picked me up as if I weighed less than a pebble and I was on the spaceship looking down at Earth.

“You’re our Slave now,” said a voice from the dark.

 

This tale was written for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales Challenge:

Twittering Tales #150 – 20 August 2019

 

I have also included the following word prompts:

 

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/08/22/zone/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/08/22/pebble/

 

50 Word Thursday – Off to see the Wizard.

This story was written for the 50 Word Thursday Challenge, this week hosted by Deb Whittam, who was the original creator of this challenge and I’m thrilled she decided to co-host this challenge with me. Click on the link below to see her post:

https://debbiewhittam.wordpress.com/2019/08/16/50-word-thursday-33/comment-page-1/?unapproved=11358&moderation-hash=e8a7f41d9d77a0fbbf76ec04078f638a#comment-11358

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And the words:

“David knocked on the door that the wizard had returned to its original dilapidated but one piece style,” – Shadow Pack – Marc Daniel

 

It was with some trepidation that he’d gone to visit the wizard. Of course, he was sceptical, A Wizard? Come on! All the same though, when the man, draped in robes of black satin with gold and silver symbols over it, opened the door and gave a beckoning gesture, David’s heart began to beat faster.

Inside the room, there was another door inside, a plain, rather drab, door, but as he stared at it, the wizard began to agitate his arms and it was replaced by grand bronze doors that swung open to display a throne room inside.

David was aghast, it seemed that contentious though it was, this man was the real deal. A Wizard! The man waved his arms once more and all was as it was.

David knocked on the door that the wizard had returned to its original dilapidated but one-piece style, and this door swung open to display a plain small room, windowless and uninviting. David stepped in and before he could turn around, the metal door slammed shut, with a ringing sound that echoed in that empty cell.

David frantically banged on the door and screamed but no one came. No one ever came.

[200 Words]

 

This story also contains the following word prompts:

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/08/20/rdp-tuesday-agitate/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/08/20/your-daily-word-prompt-contentious-august-20-2019/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/08/20/gesture/

 

 

 

 

Twittering Tales – A Dangerous Lady

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The lady stepped out of her spacious hotel and hailed a cab. Instantly they lined up for her custom.  People called her Aphrodite. She always appeared kind but she was on the prowl for someone to manipulate. Who shall it be this time, a Chief Exec or maybe a President?

[263 Characters]

 

This was written for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales Challenge. Click on the link below if you’d like to take part.

Twittering Tales #149 – 13 August 2019

 

I have also included the following Word Prompts:

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/08/13/rdp-tuesday-spacious-2/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/08/13/lady/

50 Word Thursday – The Dearly Departed

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And the words:

“Miss Wonderly murmured, “Thank you,” softly as before and sat down on the edge of the chair’s wooden seat.” – The Maltese Falcon – Dashiell Hammett.

 

Her mother had been one of those forthright people who had dominated every conversation with her authority. She always gave her opinion, whether asked for or not and seemed to take pleasure in causing upset and distress to everyone. “Don’t you think, dear, you don’t have the figure for satin?” she would say and revel as she reduced her victim to a self-conscious wreck.

She would bully anyone who was unfortunate enough to cross paths with her, even her doctors in the hospital were terrified of her, right up until her final illness. She fought them until her last breath.

She’d also planned her funeral to the last detail, which hymns were to be played, what people were allowed to wear, no bright colours, she’d stipulated Black only. She was not one of those modern ladies who specified “No flowers, donations to charity only”, she wanted Carnations and roses, no chrysanthemums, she’d detested those.

“It was karma really”, Miss Wonderly said to herself as she looked around the spacious and empty hall.

The Vicar cleared his throat and gently asked: “Would you like me to hold on a moment longer?”

She was a gentle lady who’d looked after her mother tirelessly and with patience for years, but who knew the truth.

“No, thank you, vicar. You may as well start the service. No one else is coming.” She replied very softly.

Miss Wonderly murmured, “Thank you,” softly as before and sat down on the edge of the chair’s wooden seat.

[250 Words]

 

This story was written for the 50 Word Thursday Challenge. Click on the link below if you like to take part in the challenge.

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/08/08/50-word-thursday-32/

All the responses will be posted in my results post on Wednesday and then a new 50 Word Thursday challenge will begin.

 

I have also included the following word prompts:

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/08/13/lady/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/08/13/your-daily-word-prompt-karma-august-13-2019/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/08/13/rdp-tuesday-spacious-2/

FOWC with Fandango — Authority

 

50 Word Thursday – The Hidden Gem

 

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and here are the words:

“If you dare nothing, then when the day is over, nothing is all you will have gained.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

 

They’d described the property as ‘a hidden gem with character in the heart of the old city’.

When he’d managed to book a visit, he could see the description was enigmatic at best. In fact, their intent had obviously been to deceive. You couldn’t have seen a more surreal property for sale. It was an old chapel surrounded by the graves of the dead.

As they ambled around the grounds, the property agent failed to mention the tombstones, but they were the elephant in the room, looming larger than life, but somehow glossed over.

Inside the building, they’d gone to some effort to remove traces of what it had once been. Even the crypt had been carpeted.

The price was surprisingly inexpensive, should he take it? Well, ‘If you dare nothing, then when the day is over, nothing is all you will have gained’ he thought to himself. After all, it would be nice to have so many of his relatives close by.

“I’ll take it,” he said, and the surprised look on the agent’s face was a picture.

The guy fumbled for the rolled-up forms from his pocket.

“Excellent, what name shall I put down?” he asked.

“Count Dracula.”

[200 Words]

 

This story was written for the 50 word thursday Challenge: See the link below:

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/08/01/50-word-thursday-challenge-31/

I will be posting all the entries later today, so you have time if you want to take part. See the rules on the link, entries must be in 50 word increments up to a max of 250.

I have also included the following word prompts in my story:

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/08/06/elephant/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/08/07/your-daily-word-prompt-enigmatic-august-7-2019/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/08/06/rdp-tuesday-intent/

FOWC with Fandango — Surreal

 

Twittering Tales – A change of heart.

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Photo by David Reed at Pixabay.com

 

They’d been stuck on the island for seven years. At first, they’d hated each other. She thought he had a massive chip on his shoulder and he thought she was terribly stuck up.

It was only when the helicopter came to rescue them, did they realise they never wanted to be apart.

[277 Characters]

This story was written for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales Challenge, click on the link below:

Twittering Tales #148 – August 6, 2019

 

I have also included the following word prompt:

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/08/05/chip/