Chick Lit (with some swearing) Grace’s heels swung from her fingertips as she ran. She knew the cobblestones were ripping her delicate hose, but she didn’t stop, even when she could hear Dante closing the distance between them. “Bugger Gracie!” he heaved, as he caught up and spun her into his arms. “Let me…
Category Archives: Troth
WOE / Haiku Friday:Troth: Dressed in Desire
Haiku Friday with LouCeeL Do you see me here Wearing the color of lust? I offer myself. **this piece contains adult language and descriptions* “I want to watch.” Dante said as he leaned back on the bed, holding pieces of fishnet silk out to her. Grateful for the dimly lit bedroom, Grace slid…
Trifecta:Troth: The Other Side of the Story
Once upon a time I desired your Sweet affections Passionate kisses and your Declaration of love. Yet even as you afforded them to me, you were quick to remind: “Fairytales are merely stories.” Trifecta Weekend asked us On to the weekend challenge. The Monkey’s Paw, a short story by W.W. Jacobs, is about…
Velvet Verbosity:Troth: Unquenchable
“Brilliant.” Dante thought as Grace’s cough intensified. “I didn’t fancy spending the night anyway.” Dragging his T-Shirt over his head, he bent to kiss her cheek. “Sorry love,” he murmured; the last thing he needed was a bloody cold. Just as he reached the door she asked for a glass of water, god knew…
100 Word Challenge/Trifecta: Troth: A Cold Dismissal
The cough that had been nagging at her chest for days erupted just as Dante pulled the strap of her negligee down. “Sssahhhrryy” she sputtered, catching his uneasy gaze. Sighing in frustration, Dante stood and started getting dressed. “G-g-g-oing?” Grace asked. “Yeah, love. I don’t have time for a bloody cold.” “Oh….
Trifecta/100 Word Challenge: TROTH: Sinful Serendipity
this happens right after The Dodgy End… Grace followed him out beyond the smoky din of the pub. As he pushed out into the crisp air and reached back for her hand, she found herself dizzy with the blind luck that had brought her to Tottenham. “Serendipity.” She whispered. “What did you say?”…
WOE:TROTH: A Call From London (Part 1)
When Grace looked up from the galley she was editing to the cloudless sky, the blue hurt her eyes and she could tell, without looking, that the tender skin of her bare shoulders was scarlet. Wincing, she closed the manuscript and shoved it in her bag amid the library books she had…
Trifecta/100 Word Song:Troth: 2 out of 3 Ain’t Bad?
Grace slipped into the leather seat of the car trying to juggle the ample bag of apples from the roadside stand. “Hmm.” Dante said, “they smell like fall.” Pulling out onto the country road, Classic Rewind was playing. Dante sang off key to the familiar lyrics. “I want you, I need you but…
100 Word Song/Trifecta: Troth: Beautiful Destruction
Grace lined her lips, sketching with the pencil. Grabbing a tube of red she applied then pursed to blend the color, letting it bleed into her flesh. Dante walked in, catching her eye in the mirror. “Brilliant.” He said and then grabbed her bicep, spinning her to him. His mouth came down on…
100 Word Song: Troth: Washed & Rinsed in Forgivenesss
The Masquerade Ball had been all Dante promised. The who’s who of young London had shown up in their finest Victorian costumery. Grace flitted among them, keeping one eye on the harem of women surrounding her lover. Even when his words fell like barbs still they hovered, eager for an audience. “Charming like…
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