First Comes Love

First Comes Love

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Splickety's First Comes Love for their 2015 issue for Splickety Love (now known as Spark) "Sub-genres - First kisses, first dates, first loves, first breakups, first crushes, etc. First time feelings flit like butterflies and sting like bees. The first crush-which should really be called "crash" since we all crash and burn. The first kiss. The first fight. The first time you danced without injury. The first time you met the parents. Splicketly Love wants all the "firsts" flash fiction for our February issue. Special Request: Splickety Love seeks strong, independent heroines with unique voice and a fond quirkiness. Also, we'd like to see more heroes than hunks. So, cut back on physical attraction and amp up the action and dialogue. "Firsts" tend to be gushy. Instead of kisses, try creating an inside joke for your couple. (You'll get brownie points.)" Each short story entry is based off this contest, and I hope they spark interest as you read them.
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August & Colin | WRU series | book 1 We take risks. We make mistakes. We lie. We love. We hurt. We lose total control. I took a risk. I paid the price. I made a mistake. I felt the guilt. I lied. I lie. I loved. I try not to. I hurt. I still do. I lost control. I'm losing again. I try to stick to my plan, I try to follow my rules, I try to silence my heart, I try to keep control of the domino stones that represent my life. But one domino fell and the rest just followed. *** "We shouldn't do this," he whispers against my lips. I should applaud him for having the strength to act on that thought because I haven't been able to. At one point I wanted to, but his touches made the impulse to stop vanish. Now, the only thing I want to act on is the longing inside my chest as I think about demolishing the space between us. "Do you want to stop?" I can feel his frown against my forehead. He nudges my nose before placing a featherlight kiss on my mouth. His hands slide over my jawline, his thumbs slowly caressing my cheeks. He gives me another kiss. Slow and deliberately, as if he's still debating the answer to my question as he slicks his tongue over mine. He softly sucks on my bottom lip, dragging it with him when he pulls away. "I can't," he confesses before he presses his lips back on mine. *** All Rights Reserved (Do not copy this story, thank you :))

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