Five Sentence Fiction: Spoiled

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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. I got the inspiration after listening singer/songwriter Banks’ song “You Should Know Where I’m Coming From” and somehow that tone and her voice kind of helped create this little dark piece.

This week’s word:SPOILED

The house was abandoned so long ago, the wooden floors rusted and the drapes had torn and lost their powerful bold colors that drew strangers in.
Cobwebs had taken refuge on all corners of the place, ants had made the sinks their home, and the smell of mold filled up your chest poisoning your lungs.
Nobody had wanted to live there because of the stories that have been passed down through generations.
Nobody had wanted to live somewhere that was so damaged that there wasn’t a possibly it couldn’t make a comeback.
But, even in the hauntingly broken things, create the most beautiful treasures that this world has ever known.

Five Sentence Fiction: Marriage

Lillie McFerrin Writes

What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: MARRIAGE

A baby girl wrapped in a pink blanket cuddled and warm, not knowing what kind of struggles she will later on in her life, but there she is living proof of everyday miracles.

As she grows, her eyes widen to the sights and smells, playdates arranged by mothers and she meets a little boy at the tender age of four.

Much later in this girl’s life a photograph makes its way out of the old albums at the house, the baby girl is now in the mid-20’s still trying to find somebody to love her, but she is almost given up for it all, that is until she finds one suitor and makes a blind date with him.

She puts the picture up before she leaves, she is ready to make a good impression to this still somewhat mystery man, but she still wonders about the boy in that old photo and what he could be doing at this very second, she thought he’s probably married and rich.

When she leaves, she has small wonders about the boy, but it’s off to meet this guy; she sits at the bar of the restaurant and he slowly makes his way towards her and he instantly puts a smile on his face, when he said her name, she turned to face him and the outline of the boy in the picture was now in front of her, they were meant to find each other again.

 

Book Review: Burn For Me by Lauren Blakely

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This book here on the left is a book I got for free on Amazon a few weeks ago. It was longer than the other two I had gotten days prior. I have never read a erotica novel about both firefighters or by Lauren, so this was a first for me on both ends. I definitely don’t regret not getting this book, but sadly by the last few chapters it was fairly difficult to get back in after my breaks. Once I did get interested into it again, all of my love I got for it in the beginning was there to greet me with open arms.

This book was about the point of views of the two main characters, Smith Grayson, the sexy/dirty mouthed/country boy/firefighter. Smith has some surprises up his sleeve, he’s not like every other hottie, this dude has some interesting loves. He knows he’s not the kind of guy a woman would take home to “meet the family” but he loves Jamie and wants to share that there’s more to him than his looks and sex. Jamie Lansing is the barmaid and she is the younger sister of Diane, who’s had some recent troubles with her ex, they were best friends before and then things went under and they broke up and now everytime she finds things out about their past relationship and about his affairs, she cries and leans on her baby sister. Anyways, Jamie is a different kind of woman, she loves poetry, sonnets, and Mad Libs. After listening time after time to Diane’s crying fits about her ex, she doesn’t want to fall for her best friend Smith, but she is perfectly fine with being his friend with benefits.

This was the first book after reading two novellas in between it. Which might’ve been a bad idea in a way because it took me forever to get myself to read it. I’d want to read it but I think I just skimmed through parts, because honestly the only parts that I liked were the sex scenes and romance parts. Out of all topics to put in books, Shakespeare had to be apart of this one. This might’ve been my reason why skimming through it because I’m not a big fan of poems especially old poems. Other than that, the other subjects in the story seemed to be rushed. I wanted to know more about their family lives, the story was mostly about Tennyson and her love of that character and the ending of the whole was quite cheesy and like the chick-flick movies. Even though I had some notes of the book, it wasn’t THAT bad. I really liked it. I’ll be honest though, I’d give a three out of five stars.

 

Five Sentence Fiction: Fearless

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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: FEARLESS

The cold air hit her sweaty back as she fell onto her back on the bed, still trying to catch her breath she looked at the wonderful man who gave her so much happiness and awakening pleasure.

They laid on the wrinkled sheets and blankets looking for excuses not to continue, there was no alarm on her phone waiting to get her up for work and the dog was already outside unaware of his owner’s little escape.

The man had barely slept he couldn’t stop watching his lover sleep half covered by her clothes and the blanket, her skin glistened in the light sunlight that hovered over the curtains, she slept there innocently until he went to touch her skin.

She slowly gained conscious of her surroundings and felt his touch of his fingertips on her ankles going in circles, she didn’t move from her position until she started to give her sweet kisses on her legs and outer thighs, this man was able to make her feel beautiful and more alive while they were together.

Once she knew what his intentions where she grew some strength and flipped around to make his nice and slow kisses move forward towards her upper body, the sensation was unbearable to her tender skin that she was wanting him to stop, but he was too fearless of a man to not stop just before he get to their favorite spots.

Five Sentence Fiction: Pages

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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: PAGES

That last step, hearing the creaking of the wood stopping as her foot lifted up and down onto the stone stairs, that were only silent as she continued to walk across them.

She had her suitcase in one hand and her backpack on her back, both heavy and full to the top.

She was looking for that new start and she knew she’d never find it there, where she had created her standards and made mistakes, she needed to move on.

The past was gone, the present was leading her onto the longing future she only saw in her dreams at night.

As she threw her suitcase and backpack inside her itty bitty car, she slammed the door and walked around to the driver’s seat; as she climbed in, she took a deep breath and turned the engine,  she ignored her feelings to look at that stained house and decided to turn a new leaf.

Five Sentence Fiction: Lucky

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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

The week: LUCKY

The sun soars from the east to the west, the birds sing in the early morning til sundown, the morning dew absorbs in from the ground and travels a long way to the trees to make it bloom again.

Temperatures rise from the winter cold, people are finding their favorite flip-flops and sandals, and kids are counting down for spring break and summer vacation.

Clouds come and go, but it will never stay for there some peace in mind for those who give themselves some hope and feel the bad times were heaven-sent to them to show them to the right path.

So think to yourself as you feel your heart beating strong, someone is hearing theirs go softly and their breath keeps growing shallow, as you can take a few deep breaths in and out.

You should consider yourself lucky for everything around you, the people who you surround yourself with, and the nature that continues to grow as the seasons end and begin again.

Five Sentence Fiction: Furious

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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: FURIOUS

She had nothing to do with the situation that was in front of her, but that didn’t mean it didn’t affect her just as much as it affected everybody else, she found solace in her mind and thought about the actions she would express if nothing could be incriminating.

She thought of her emotions and wedged a war between what was right and what needed to happen, she wanted to get the revenge  on that other person didn’t want, but she couldn’t take the lies of denying soul who just wanted to be free; if you wanted to break free, you need to push back and demand your freedom.

The kindred soul that lived inside her body failed to keep up with raging dreams of fire and pain, her body cried out as the devil had found himself a way into her life again, and wanted to join in on her schemes to break hold of this monster that caused so much horror in not just her life, but others as well.

The truth was slowly coming out and as everything came down for the monster, the truth didn’t seem to phase that person at all, the thoughts of red still flashed in her eyes.

Nothing was about her, but it sure as hell wasn’t going to end at her.