romance

The Promise by Gary Earl Ross

The Promise by Gary Earl Ross           However experienced in matters of the flesh, no man forgets his wedding night.  For some, that first intimacy after the exchange of vows is the final passage...

Prey by Bill Tope

Prey by Bill Tope 1 “I had a strange dream last night, Luke,” said Rob, the owner of the restaurant where Luke worked. Luke looked up from the flat griddle where he was preparing...

First Kiss by Barry Garelick

First Kiss by Barry Garelick The night Anne became ill, she and Mark had talked as they often did at the end of the day. The sun was setting, casting long shadows and a...

Collateral Damage by Bill Tope

Collateral Damage by Bill Tope Challo stood back from the bus, along with a handful of other riders, to allow those departing to step onto the curb and be on their way. As they...

Kandy by Bill Tope

Kandy by Bill Tope 1I pulled my car to a stop alongside a small brick home just two blocks from my high school, where I’d graduated some 40 years before. The sign said they...

Annabel Lee by Paul Hilding

Annabel Lee by Paul Hilding And so all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride, In her sepulcher there by the sea— In her tomb by the sounding...

Knockoff by Chris Kahle

Knockoff by Chris Kahle I am a mystery shopper who loves his job more than anything in the world. That means I happily go to work each day as a professional consumer replicating what...

The Matryoshka by Matias Travieso-Diaz

The Matryoshka by Matias Travieso-Diaz “Marriage is made of lies. Kind ones, mostly. Omissions. If you give voice to the things you think every day about your spouse, you’d crush them to paste.”~ Lauren...

Anything Goes by Viktor Caeneus

Anything Goes by Viktor Caeneus “Here’s your cocktail, Hon.” I took my rum and coke, sans the lime wedge to my great disappointment, and checked out the waitress. Black and white A-line polka dot...

Date Night by Bill Tope

Date Night by Bill Tope Amy sat on the sofa in the living room, beneath the comforter, contemplating the wallpaper. The television, on mute, was wildly flashing colors and images off the hardwood floor....