#StoryIn12 – January

#StoryIn12Every day,  the #StoryIn12 flash fiction meme on twitter challenges writers to write a “complete” story in exactly 12 words, that includes the prompt word for that day.

#StoryIn12 is the creation of the lovely Molly (aka @mollysdailykiss) and the equally lovely Wriggly Kitty (aka @Wriggly_Kitty)

Here are mine for this month:

New – The new year began like any other; it was just another day.

Fire – Fire coursed through her veins, searing her nerves as her climax approached.

Talking – They let their bodies do the talking; actions expressing more than words.

Moon – The full moon shone like a cold sun in the winter sky.

Afternoon – An afternoon spent on the sofa; sadly not in a good way.

Black – Black is not a colour, it is an existential state of being.

Vicious – A new year, but no relief from the vicious circle of moods.

Distant – Depression often makes people appear distant and withdrawn. Appearances can be deceiving.

Curve – He lightly traced her breast’s curve with the tip of his tongue.

Forgettable – He had one of those nondescript faces that was almost instantly forgettable.

Graceful – He was a powerful prop forward with no need to be graceful.

War – The war between darkness and light raged on relentlessly inside his mind.

Hotel – The local hotel was a frequent location for their secret romantic trysts.

Icy – Her reception was icy, but he knew how to warm her up.

Jelly – There was something about his intense scrutiny that turned her to jelly.

Moment –  A moment is all that is needed for a heart to shatter.

Kitchen – The kitchen was a place where many things were tasted; including her.

Lonely – There is a world of difference between being lonely and being alone.

Tongue – The precision with which he used his tongue always satisfied her need.

Hands – She loved the simultaneously soothing and sensual touch of his strong hands.

Nobody – Nobody ever deserves to be treated as if they have no value.

Stage – He was at the stage where nothing really seemed to matter anymore.

Once – It would be nice, just once, if something actually went to plan.



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