We entered everyone with a correct guess (user name in parentheses) into a random drawing. The first Havok Horde member’s name drawn won the $10 Amazon gift card for September. This month’s SUPER READER Award goes to sophiahansen! Congratulations, you should receive your $10 Amazon gift card via email this weekend. If you don’t, pleaseRead it now
Tag - Stories That Sing – 1970s
The end of the month and our 1970s jukebox is quickly approaching. Get your final guesses in by October 3rd for a chance to win a $10 Amazon gift card! Without further ado, here are the songs that inspired September’s stories so far… at least, the ones that have been guessed! To Con a WerewolfRead it now
You’ve been wondering. You’ve been guessing. Or you’ve been stumped and need a hint! Without further ado, here are the songs that inspired September’s stories so far… at least, the ones that have been guessed! To Con a Werewolf by Kristiana Sfirlea – Werewolves of London (sophiahansen) The Devil Tries Again by R.F. Gammon –Read it now
If Brandy heard one more person tell her what a good wife she would be, she was going to drown a sailor.
She heaved a deep breath as she twisted her silver locket around her fingers and walked down the dark cobblestone streets. It was a paltry trinket, certainly not a token of love, though it had been given to her by the man she loved.
Jaelyn had considered slashing herself with the toothbrush shiv she’d fashioned. But if it were found on her it would be confiscated, and her venture would be over before it even started. The jagged rocks that formed the margin between the exercise yard and the camp’s caustic fog wall would have to do the job instead.Read it now
I stroke the strings of my finntler as I set it up under the burning lights of the spaceport overhead.
I reckon the best way to describe a finntler is it’s mighty like a xylophone, ‘cept with strings. That and it’s my life on a table. I’m just a boy, but most cain’t mimic the way I play. Travelers passin’ by throw coins. A few stop to listen to the music; my regulars clap along, whoopin’ and cheerin’ as I finish.