Monday, April 28, 2014


Welcome to Tuesday Tales. Our writers are writing to the word prompt "flying". Click on the writer's name to go to their blog. Remember to come back and read all the stories. We thank you so much for coming.
JEAN JOACHIM (Sports Romance)
 After practice, Griff sat on a bench in the locker room, wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist.
JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary)
"I don’t know if I’m in the old west or at an airport.”
TRISHA FAYE (Contemporary Romance)
“Damn him,” Rosemary grumbled. “I was supposed to have two more weeks."
V. L. LOCEY (M/M Historical)
“Truly you and your rather taciturn deputy are saviors!” Dr. Dante beamed while shaking my hand.
IRIS BLOBEL (Sports Romance)
She opened her eyes, and before she knew it, her mouth was on his.
MORGAN K  WYATT (Contemporary Romance)
The Inheritance
"Hell, I’m hot for you and I won’t deny it. Be more honest, if you’d acknowledge your attraction."
DAVEE JONES (YA, Contemporary)
Finding Love in a Black Lagoon
Leandra held up three fingers in a type of oath. “I promise, Caleb never said anything.” 
TRICIA ANDERSEN (Contemporary Sports Romance)
He reached across and took her hand in his.  This surprise was better than she could hope for.
Karol had wanted to take a closer look at the photos she had taken, but the energy she expended the night before made her too bleary.
SHERRY GLOAG (Contemporary Romance)
She’d heard it all before. So the time factor changed. Increased, but what did Peter have to moan about?
KATHLEEN BALL (Western Romance)
From his scowl, Anora could tell he wasn’t buying her whole story and she cringed.
SARAH CASS (Historical Western)

“Quiet women don’t change the world,” Helen objected.
“You don’t have to take up a hatchet to be heard,” Kat countered.

Monday, April 21, 2014


Welcome to Tuesday Tales. This is the picture we're writing to this week. Each writer is limited to only 300 words, more or less. Click on the writer's name to get to their story. Please return and read the rest of our stories. Thank you for coming!
JEAN JOACHIM (Western Romance)
Kay pulled the car off the road onto the shoulder. Risa opened the door and threw her backpack out onto the scruffy grass.
SARAH CASS (Historical Romance)
 “I’m not ashamed of what I am, certainly not of where I came from. I liked growing up here."
TRISHA FAYE (Contemporary Fiction)
“Oh hell no! Not my cats,” she muttered, more to herself than to the free spirit of the skies.
V. L. LOCEY  (M/M Historical)
They were the most gloriously stupid men I had ever met. 
JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary)
What was left of it anyway after showing up in what had to be the fanciest hotel in Pensacola looking like some sort of refugee.
IRIS BLOBEL(Sports Romance)
“C’mon princess. I make you some hot chocolate as well.”
She stood and saw Oliver come over. “Please don’t tell him,” she whispered. 
MORGAN K. WYATT (Contemporary Romance)
The Inheritance
 “Do you think I don’t know how to use my own body? “
This wasn't the best way to spend a weekend, digging a hole in the ground and burying a father who had died fifteen years earlier. The scenery makes it bearable , snowy mountains reaching into the skies.
DAVEE JONES (YA Contemporary)
Finding Love in a Black Lagoon
"Caleb hit the road with thoughts running rampant in misguided directions."

Tuesday, April 15, 2014


Welcome to Tuesday Tales! Thank you for stopping by. Our writers are writing to the prompt "savage". Click on the writer's name to go to their blog. Please remember to return and read the other stories.
JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance)
Her long black hair swung down to cover her very low neckline a bit. She tossed it back with a snap of her head.
SARAH CASS (Contemporary Romance)
“To point out that your head isn’t always screwed on right when it comes to women.”
V. L. LOCEY (M/M Historical Romance)
 “I would ask you to lower your weapon, Sir, as we are lawmen as you can see.”
TRICIA ANDERSEN (Steampunk Romance)
She would be asleep for quite a while as her body freed itself of the poison.  When she woke and was strong, he would get some answers from her.
LINDSAY DOWNS (Regency Mystery)
“Except for some of their food, haggis for one and the way they talk.”
JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary) 
The waitress set their food down and scooted away as if to escape the rancor emanating off Philip.
The horror that laid in front of her weakened her body, the depth of the savage cruelty for someone to do such a think put a strain on her mind. 
MORGAN K. WYATT (Contemporary Romance)
The Inheritance
Get that thought out of your head, soldier. That type of thinking leads to danger.
KATHLEEN BALL (Western Romance)
In the far corner of the stall, Anora curled up on the scratchy hay trying to make herself smaller. Closing her eyes, she wished she could be invisible

Monday, April 7, 2014


Welcome to Tuesday Tales. Click on the writer's name to go to their story. Thank you for coming. We hope you stop back and read all the stories. 

JEAN JOACHIM (Football Romance)
Evan towered over the pretty, curvy woman with auburn hair named Molly. She squinted up at him.
SARAH CASS(Contemporary)
“What if you don’t trust your heart?” Though she’d kept her words quiet, Regan could still feel Myrtle’s strong gaze on her. 
TRISHA FAYE (Historical Fiction)
“All the orange trees are nice here,” Bea said. “But I shorely wish they didn’t have to use those dad-gum, nasty smudge pots.”
V. L. LOCEY (M/M Historical)
 “Good thing you took up being a lawman instead of being a criminal,” the bruiser said before he drove his elbow into the thin glass window behind us. 
IRIS BLOBEL (Sports Romance)
“C’mon, say it!” she coaxed.
“Say what?”
MORGAN K. WYATT (Contemporary Romance)
The Inheritance
Half the time she looked  like a deer caught in  the headline. The other half she reminded him more of a wildcat, an angry one. 
“Not me woman it’s you. How long have you known?” Martina insisted , sitting on the chaisse beside her.
JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary)
“If wearing pretty shoes is atonement for sin, I must have really offended someone recently since this pair is actually hell on earth.”
KATHLEEN BALL (Western Contemporary Romance)
Maverick squinted his eyes against the glaring sun bouncing off the new snow trying to follow her footsteps.
DAVEE JONES (Contemporary Sports Romance)
Multiple Scorgasms
"Seriously, I'll squirt lemon juice in your eye if you don't leave me alone." 
TRICIA ANDERSEN (Steampunk Romance)
His heart raced in terror.  Emma was inside.  Dying.  And he built this contraption to be indestructible.
Where had that thought come from, and was it true? Was she running from her past, too afraid to face a future without the solid foundations she’d grown up with?
Kelley opened her eyes and squeezed them shut, a sliver of sunlight broke through a crack in her curtains and rested on her her face.