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Hi,

Hope all the fathers around the world had a great day. I spent mine writing in the morning and then the afternoon with my dad, then topped the day off with us celebrating my mother’s b-day. (Both fell on the same day). It was a great day. Hope every one else had such a wonderful day. If not, then maybe this short scene will start your week off on the right foot.

Have a great day.

Remember let your imagination soar as you read.

Julia

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All I could see was his glowing eyes. It made no sense to me. He’d said he had a secret to tell me, but . . . he’d said nothing about it coming through his eyes. He had to be wearing contacts. Right? Only thing that made sense. People’s eyes did not glow orangish-yellow. Nope.

“Neat contacts.”

“Robin, I am . . . Not contacts. My true side is coming forward to greet you.”

True side? What did that mean? David was as sane as me? Or . . . he had been until then. Then he believed he had a second side. Even wore contacts to . . .

“Greet me?”

David nodded. “He believes you will accept him.

What did that mean? No one had two sides. Ok, some did, but that was more . . . It wasn’t a separate being buried inside them. Then again . . .

She walked up to David and rested her hand over his eyes, then removed it when the orangish-yellow seeped between her fingers as it grew brighter. Contact could not give that affect. David . . . Shit. He wasn’t kidding. Was he? Was there any other way he could pull such a trick off? None that she knew of, which meant . . . Shit. He was telling the truth. Lord, have mercy, was she really buying into David’s story. He had said he could give her proof. Glowing eyes had her teetering on the edge of belief, but she . . .

“Need more proof.”

“Okay.” David stood up taller and lifted his arms to the sky.

His face elongated and his eyes rolled back in his head as the unusual colored eyes seemed to surround his entire face. Robin wasn’t sure what was going on, but she knew one thing . . . David had told her the truth and she’d asked for the inner side of David. The side he had called his True s Side. His Inner Spirit. Demon side. Crap. What had she asked him to do? What was she supposed to do? Run? Step back? Would fleeing make him chase her? She didn’t know, but wasn’t going to chance it, so she simply pulled out the dining room table chair and sat down and waited.

Photo Flash Fiction

Hi,

Hope your weekend was great and that your Monday has started off on the right foot. If not, I hope the small break you are taking to read today’s flash fiction helps you relax and that your mind is able to soar into the scene I wrote today.

Have a great day and remember let your imagination soar when you read.

Julia

Photo came from: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/597852919256520423/

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It had worked. Years of never siring another like me had came to an end by the method that I saw on the TV. Who would have known? How did the creator of the television show known? Why had I tried such an absurd idea?

A scream ripped the air as the woman I loved for the last five years sat on the pile of dirt that had been her grave for one night. Her fangs glistened off the half cloud covered moon. Better yet, was that the blood red lingerie I buried her in had been filled out nicely. Not that she hadn’t looked amazing before, but adding my blood to hers had increased her beauty ten-fold. What other changes had turning her into my perfect mate had taken place over night. Would she crave blood like me? Would she be able to walk in the sun, or be a creature of the night like me? Would it harm her to try? Could I even ask her to attempt such? No. I would not put her at risk. I had learned the hardway that I could not go out during the day.

“I’m thirsty.”

Course she was. Why had I not thought of that? I should have known. Yet . . . how would I have? I’d been a blood drinking creature of the night so long I no longer knew when, or how I became such.

“Teddy?”

“Okay,” I held my hand out. “Come on, let’s go get your some food.”

Photo Flash Fiction

Hi,

Hope all had an amazing week. Mine was busy and I did not get in much writing, but today is my dedicated day to writing. So I hope that this short flash fiction scene allows your imagination soar, like it did me when I saw the photo.

Photo came from: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/597852919255251103/

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I’d never seen anything like it. The owl sat perched on my leg, staring me in the eye. Movement seemed to have ceased. No other birds chirped. Crickets were quiet. It created a spooky atmosphere, but I was not scared. I knew my bird friend would not harm me.

My other friends freaked out when the owl perched itself on the railing. Hell, when the friendly wild bird hopped onto my lap they took off inside. Shara, my best friend, shouted at me to get inside, but I couldn’t do so. I had to run my fingers through the soft, silky feathers and stare into the bright blue eyes. I wasn’t sure how long I had sat there with the bird on my lap, but by the time it moved back to the railing all but Shara had left.

“Girl, get your ass in here.”

I’d take on more look at the amazing creature and went inside, knowing she was going to give me down the road for being so enthralled by such a wild creature, but I couldn’t help it. The bird had came to my house every night since I was mugged on my way home. Something about the bird eased my distress when I had to leave the house. I wasn’t sure why, but my gut told me that the bird was watching over me.

“You drive me mad.” Shara snatched her purse from the table. “Rest of the girls went home an hour ago. If you care.” She huffed. “I wasn’t going to leave you here for that wild beast to maul.”

“it wouldn’t have.”

“Right.” Shara moved to the door. “Call me tomorrow.”

“Will do.” I watched the door close and then spun back to the balcony. The owl had not moved. He sat with his head high and his eye latched onto me.

An invisible pull had me opening the door and sitting down at the bar. The owl hopped down and waddled to my feet, stopping. It was then that my entire life perspective shifted, right along with the owl.