Friday Fictioneers: The Trial of Tess – Part Two

Every week, Rochelle posts a photo for us to use as a prompt to create a story in 100 words. If you want to have a go, click on her name, or click on the frog to read other stories.

If you want to have a go at other fiction prompts, there are banners on either side of my wall taking you to the pages.

This is part of the Raynard story, but this particular story is a trial that Tess, Raynard’s created vampire, is having to go through in an attempt to curb her evil. You can read the full story here on my page, or here on Jules who writes the Saskia side of the story. Saskia is the human woman Raynard is chasing down in an attempt to kill her.

© B. W. Beacham

The Trials Of Tess Part 2

As Tess felt the wax drip onto her naked body and heard the Shaman chanting, she closed her eyes and thought of a time she spent beside the sea with her husband, clearing the area of debris and then basking in the sunlight.

Pain racked her body as the Shaman sprayed water on her, and she screamed, writhing in agony. Her neck arched and her head tilted back, her lips receding and her two canine teeth protruding seeking blood to ease the pain.

Zeke made a grab for her hand, but the Shaman glared at him. He could not interfere.

Friday Fictioneers: A Vampire And A Werewolf Walk Into A Room …

Every week Rochelle adds another photo that has been donated to her by a kind soul to use as a prompt for a piece of fiction of around 100 words. Take a look at the link above if you want to have a go, or click on the frog if you want to read other stories.

This is part of an ongoing saga about a vampire, [Raynard] his prey, [Saskia] a vampire he recently sired, [Tess] and an army of helpers trying to defend Saskia. You can read the full story so far here on my page, or here on Jules who writes from the side of Saskia.

 

© Renee Heath

Tess still felt nervous around the Werewolf, Zeke, but she no longer felt the urge to run. Now, they sat in the waiting room of the shaman’s surgery. They gave no names or history before entry.  Zeke wanted the shaman to rid Tess of her evil before it gained a hold.

The door opened, and a pungent aroma from the Shamans scented mystical candles rolled out, leaving what seemed to a trail of dead air behind it. Tess lay on the table as Zeke and the Shaman strapped her down. She knew she would rather die than turn evil …

Friday Fictioneers: Tell Laura I Love Her

Every week, Rochelle gives us a photo to use as a prompt for a 100 word piece of fiction. If you want to have a go, then visit Rochelle’s page HERE. If you want to see stories other people have written, then click on the little cute creature just below.

This story is part of the Raynard / Saskia series which you can find here on my page, and here where Jules writes Saskia’s side.

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© Björn Rudberg

The duo played their slow rendition of Tell Laura I Love Her, which caused the crowd to return to their drinks and conversations. One man fed his way through the tables and left barely a breeze in his wake as he moved with such grace that no patron noticed him. He seemed intent on finding someone as his eyes scanned the tables, the bar, and the shadows. He walked to the bar to order a drink, and slid several coins across the bar. As he held the drink in his hand, Raynard heard the words “pale Gulliver”. He listened to the direction the voices went and followed them out of the building.

*Pale Gulliver is a code name Jules uses for people who recognise vampires.

*The story immediately continues on Jules’ blog, with a description of what happens as Raynard walks outside. You can find that here.

Friday Fictioneers: Enter Stage Centre

Rochelle hosts Fridays Fictioneers every week.

 

© Kent Bonham

Oklahoma 1894

The stage lay quiet after the latest show. Two figures stood in the shadows as the stage-manager walked out onto the boards, looking up at the lights.

One figure stepped out and silently approached the stage. She leapt up and landed behind the manager with no sound.

She stood behind him, looking up at the same light, and then suddenly spoke, “looks good.” The stage-manager shrieked and the woman giggled and waved her trainee over to her. “I have a present for you young one.”

“Thank you Moria”, Raynard said and bit into the neck of the stage-manager.

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This is part of the Vampire saga involving Raynard and Saskia. Moria is Raynard’s “Sire”