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Flash Fiction Time!

I was sitting in the alley behind that old Chinese restaurant on sixth. The smell of mushu pork and Kung pow chicken filled my nostrils and caused my stomach to growl loudly. I knew I shouldn’t be there. Kim had warned me to stay out of sight. She told me he knew what I did and he was looking for me. I couldn’t help it though. I was starving. I looked down at the huge lump where my flat stomach used to be and I sighed.

“Hold on, MacKenzie. I’m gonna take care of you just hold on for mamma.”

“Did you think I wouldn’t find you?” A deep sinister voice said from behind me and I flinched. “I’m not the only one looking for you my dear Melissa.”

He rubbed his hand down my hair and brought it to his nose. I don’t know if he thought he was being seductive but he groaned and I nearly vomited right there in front of him. I used to think this man was sexy. Hell, this was his baby I was carrying. The only good thing to ever come out of meeting one of the most powerful men in Maryland.

There was something seductive about a man in power. There was something seductive about bringing him to his knees. I had done that. I had done it multiple times in multiple different ways. He always said I was his favorite. I think that’s why he’s here. I wasn’t the only one he played with. I was just the only one who ever defied him.

“We could have stayed together. You would have everything. Look at you now, as big as a house looking for scraps to feed the bastard that will never be born. You chose this life over me?” He raged As he reached around me and squeezed my throat with enough force to kill me. I coughed and sputtered as he turned me around to look in his sapphire eyes. I used to love his eyes, but now they were glacial. I clawed at his hands as white clouded my vision.

“Yes, and I’d do it again,” were the last words to leave my mouth before blackness took over.

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Flash Fiction One kiss, as soft as a sigh.

Hey all of my amazing readers. I am so sorry this Flash fiction is so late this week! My brain has been mush with trying to finish book 3 and promote books 1&2. But, here you go! This weeks flash fiction!

She squeezed her eyes shut tight when the loud bang of the gunshot rent the air. The worst part was the eerie silence that followed. It shouldn’t have been that quiet. There should have been…something, right? She carefully opened her eyes and was shocked when she saw nothing. Mason and Luke were gone and in their places were the two biggest wolves she had ever see in her life. She knew the white one was Luke she had him as her pet for the last two weeks but she had never seen the slightly smaller tawny looking wolf, that was snarling and growling at a bleeding Luke, before that moment.

Luke lunged and the two began snapping and clawing at each other. She had no idea what she was doing. She found herself looking around on the floor for the gun without conscious thought. Luke grabbed Mason by the scruff of his neck with his massive jaws and threw him into the solid oak dresser across the room. Aurora saw that as her one chance and moved for the gun that had been dropped next to her bedroom door. Luke was staring at her with his back to Mason, no doubt wondering who she was going to point the gun at.

“Luke, watch out,” she screamed as Mason jumped on his back and bit into Luke’s shoulder with his enormous fangs.

Finally, she reached the gun and took aim. She was starting to panic and that wouldn’t do well for her aim. She attempted, but couldn’t get a clear shot. Luke had shaken him off but was seriously injured and she had no idea what to do. Luke hit the ground and rolled just as Mason took a flying leap at him. There was no stopping it he was headed straight for her. Out of reflex she pulled the trigger and screamed. The large wolf barreled into her and she hit her head on the door frame, hard.

She had no idea how long she had been unconscious, but she felt one kiss as soft as a sigh over each eyelid and opened them sleepily. Luke looked relieved to see her eyes open and she shot him a tentative smile and tried to sit up.

“Don’t move,” Luke growled and lifted her from the floor. She laid her head on his shoulder with a contented sigh and drifted off to sleep.

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Flash Fiction Time! Click, click, Bang

Sorry I missed last week everyone! It was a tough week, but here is the next installment in Luke and Aurora’s story! Hope you enjoy it!!!

I’m not going anywhere. That was what he had said and now she was wondering whether she wanted him gone. She couldn’t help but wonder what was happening. What is he? Did I fall and hit my head and wake up in some crazy paranormal world?

She didn’t feel any different. Her apartment looked exactly the same. She felt her head for any kind of bump, but came up empty. Pinching herself, she winced. Nope, not a dream.

A noise startled her from her musings and she looked up. Luke was standing there in low slung jeans without a shirt. His chiseled abs were on full display and she couldn’t stop herself from running her eyes up and down his body appreciatively. He cleared his throat, it sounded more like a soft chuckle than anything else. Her eyes snapped to his and the smile on his face was almost feral.

“Like what you see, darlin’?” he chuckled.

The deep timber of his voice shot straight through her bones. This man, or whatever he is, is dangerous.

“I-I can’t,’ she stuttered. “I can’t do this. I have no idea what’s going on. You need to leave.”

The look on his face morphed into shock as he stepped closer to where she was sitting up in the bed.

“Well, that could be a problem for me,’ he said through clenched teeth. He looked as if he was warring with himself. Every minute in his presence was scaring her more and more. She didn’t know who this man was. She knew nothing about him or his mental state.

“You’re in danger. I can’t leave you here,” he grated and seemed to relax.

The crash that rent the air startled her and she jumped. Mason came barreling into her bedroom brandishing a gun with a savage look on his face.

“Mason? What the hell?” She said shocked cowering in the corner.

Luke shifted into a fighting stance and placed his big body between her and Mason. The low rumbling growl coming from his throat was terrifying.

“So I guess your dog finally showed you his true self,” Mason sneered.

“What? You knew?” Aurora asked, confused.

“Yes, of course I knew. Why do you think I was trying to get you to get rid of him? He’s going to ruin all my plans.”

“Just go Mason she made her choice,” Luke growled.

“Has she now? To me it looked like she was getting ready to give you the boot.” Mason’s laugh was grating and evil. She was wondering how she ever dated him in the first place.

Leave, Mason,” she said in a shaky whisper. She wished like hell it would have been strong and determined, but she couldn’t muster up the courage with two vicious looking creatures in such a small space.

Mason held up the gun and she flinched. She had never been that close to a gun before and she didn’t like it one bit. Closing her eyes she waited for something…anything, but nothing happened. She looked up and Luke was standing there fuming. She knew instinctively that he wouldn’t let Mason hurt her. She didn’t know how she knew she just did.

“Click, click, bang,” Mason said and pulled the trigger.

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Flash Fiction Time! Stay

It had been a horrible day. Aurora had run into Mason. Well actually, she wasn’t certain it was an accident. One minute she was leaving the hospital and the next he was in front of her, blocking her path. She had tried to walk around him but he had grabbed her arm in a vice like grip. It wasn’t until she winced that he loosened his hold.
“What do you want, Mason?”
“I want to talk. I’m sorry I freaked out. If you would just get rid of that wo- dog then we could be together.”
“I’m not discussing this again. I’m not getting rid of Luke,” she exclaimed and walked around him.
“You’ll be sorry you ever let that mangy mutt into your house. Mark my words,” he had growled and stormed off.
She fought back a chill remembering his words and the venom in his voice as he spit them at her. Unlocking the front door, she slipped inside exhausted by the events of the day. The house was eerily quiet and she went on a search for Luke.
Walking into the kitchen she stifled a scream and her breathing became erratic. The man standing at the counter in nothing but a pair of low cut jeans was something to behold. What was a man doing rifling through her refrigerator? She had no idea but she knew it wasn’t right. She attempted to back out of the room slowly and backed into the counter. She wasn’t able to stop the small whimper from leaving her throat. The man turned and the look he gave her was akin to shock. It morphed quickly into guilt. She wasn’t paying much attention to that though. All she could see was the exceptionally bizarre color of his eyes. She had seen those eyes before, but her mind couldn’t or wouldn’t process how the man standing in her kitchen had the exact same eyes as Luke.
She attempted to back out of the kitchen slowly. Is this a dream? Did I fall and whack my head on something? No this is absolutely real.
“No, stay,” he pleaded.
She couldn’t explain why she stayed. His honey voice spoke right to her soul and she was physically unable to move away from the impossibly sexy man.
“I can explain everything,” he said moving closer.
That simple movement brought her out of shock and she moved away. Looking around wildly for a weapon, she readied herself to make a grab for the knives she kept on the counter.
“Who are you? What are you doing here?” She was thankful her voice was firm and strong.
“You know who I am,” he said with confidence.
She shook her head back and forth. There was no way it could be who she thought. Luke was a dog, damnit. He couldn’t be the sexy man standing in front of her.
Ok, stop checking out his amazing abs and make a run for it.
She ran to the stove and pulled out a huge butcher knife holding it out in front of her with both hands. She had no idea what the proper way to brandish a knife was but that didn’t matter. Like put his hands in the air and took a hesitant step forward.
“Don’t,” she shrieked. “Don’t come near me. Get out of my house.”
She was shaking. She knew he could see it but she hoped he didn’t know how scared she was.
“It’s okay, I’m not here to hurt you. Please just put the knife down so I can explain,” he said as if speaking to a frightened animal. She relaxed marginally and he stepped closer.
Instinct took over and she slashed at him. She heard the knife tear through the flesh of his shoulder and blood spattered across her face. She whimpered her eyes closed tight so she wouldn’t have to see what she had done.
He scooped her up and took the knife from her hands. That alone confused her. She looked at his shoulder where the knife wound was already closing. Looking into his eyes, a final thought passed through her head before everything faded to black.
Oh my god. He really is Luke.