Dear wickedly awesome readers,

Let’s play a little game, shall we?

Every Monday, I’ll post a short rambling based on a prompt provided by you. In the comments, please make suggestions for the following week. One will be picked at random and the game continues on.

The only rule? It must be 7 words or less.

I hope y’all will play along because, umm, it totally won’t work otherwise. Love you guys!

Hugs,

Annie

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WEEK 51: Tomato soup, naturally

Prompted by: Jane Jago

The crazy author says: Ehhh, there’s no way in hubcaps I’m gonna be able to kill off this storyline by next week. Boo.

PART ONE
PART TWO
PART THREE
PART FOUR
PART FIVE
PART SIX
PART SEVEN
PART EIGHT
PART NINE
PART TEN
PART ELEVEN

And the key to winning this game?

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WEEK 50: Two can play this game

Prompted by: Shades_of_kb

The crazy author says: I’m gonna try killing this story off in 2 more weeks cuz it’ll be exactly 52 weeks and my OCD is all like, “Ann, you gotta end the 1-year anniversary of writing flash fiction with a complete storyline for no good reason.” Yeahhh…

Shit.

I’m being tortured.

Some sick bastard is going to town on the back of my skull with a sledgehammer. I know I’m dying. My brain is bleeding profusely. Hemorrhaging uncontrollably. The pressure builds and builds with each subsequent impact…

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WEEK 49: Watch him die

Prompted by: Matthew Williams

The crazy author says: I brutally murdered the unexplained insta-something-or-other. Tee hee.

A tremor runs through my body as rough, possessive hands tunnel into my hair.

He growls against my mouth and suddenly…

Holy shit.

I’m being consumed.

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WEEK 48: If you only knew

Prompted by: Jane Blythe

The crazy author says: Okay, this is waaay more insta-lust/attraction/something-or-other than I typically allow my characters but what the hey? Unexplained feelings FTW haha!

“Walk the line, hm?”

“Yeah.”

“Sounds dangerous.”

“If you only knew.”

I tiptoe my fingers along the edge of his belt. “Not knowing is half the fun.”

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WEEK 47: Walk the line

 Prompted by: Ember-Raine Winters

The crazy author confesses: I went back and deleted the last line from last week so this week would make more sense but anyhoo…

“There’s something you need to know.”

“Your name?” I tease.

“No,” his lips graze my neck, “something else.”

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WEEK 46: The bad boy you just can’t forget

Prompted by: Sandra Portillo

The crazy author says: No idea where I’m going with this but we’re going, going, gone…

As the low hum of his invite lulls me further into submission, I struggle to stay afloat, desperate to keep my head above water. Before I get sucked under and drown, I need him to, “Tell me your name first.”

“Tech,” he answers and squeezes me tighter, making my ribs creak. “Yours?”

“Julia.”

“Beautiful.”

I resist the urge to gasp for air.

His thumb presses against my mouth and tugs downward, parting my lips. The simple action sets each cell on fire, strips every nerve completely raw, extracting a moan from my throat. I can’t stop it. I don’t even try. The anticipation is unbearable. I know he’s about to kiss me…

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