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December 23, 2016
I Came for the Girl- Free Flash Fiction Story
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©Bridget Chase 2016
Zer had been through too much tonight. His breaths were labored, and sweat soaked his forehead.
“I came for the girl,” the shadow said blocking the doorway.
Tarris backup up. Her knees shook.
Zer stepped between, “She isn’t yours to have. She never was.”
The shadow chuckled. “You aren’t up for my kind of trouble, boy.”
Zer balled his fists. From behind he heard Tarris struggling to open the window.
It would do no good. A four story fall would kill us.
Zer knew the shadow standing in the doorway was certain death too.
“It won’t open,” Tarris said.
“Well?” the shadow asked, and took a step forward into the dark room.
A woman walking her dog on the street, stopped and looked up. What in God’s Name?
An apartment on the fourth floor flashed with bright changing colors.
The woman hurried off with her dog as the sounds of screams ripped through the night air.
END
December 22, 2016
The AVERAGE Man- Free Flash Fiction Story
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©Bridget Chase 2016
Circus music played.
Smiling men, women, and children, milled about in a consumerist mob.
Teeth showing, bright eyes, and laughter flashed like light bulbs in this festive atmosphere.
Hahaha, soon. The average man laughed to himself and pushed the Cotton Candy cart.
His mind played movies of the crowd exploding into violence. Crazy mass fights. Kicks and punches, smacking faces. Shirts grabbed and torn, as punches slam soft flesh.
The screams, oh the screams.
He pushed the cart to his designated spot and locked the wheels.
“Oh, daddy, daddy, I want cotton candy!” a little boy said, and pulled on his dad’s arm.
The average man smiled as he began hanging Cotton Candy bags from the display cart.
He could see it.
The fucking jump kicks. A man’s face smashed by a punch. A house wife blocking a kick and bringing her elbow down against the attacker’s knee.
SNAP!
Pleasure coursed in his veins.
“How much?” the father asked. His eager son’s eyes wide with excitement.
“Tonight, it is free,” the average man said.
END
December 20, 2016
FEATURE- Free Flash Fiction Super Short Story
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©Bridget Chase 2016
“Mr. Saint.”
“MR. SAINT!”
Cory looked up.
The CEO, Mr. Corruption, was frowning at him from his position standing in front of the boardroom table.
“Are you with us?” Mr. Corruption asked.
Cory Saint looked around the long table.
Ugly faces of greed and bent morality nodded for him to sign and join in their efforts.
“I…” Cory began to say.
Mr. Corruption’s beautiful assistant, Temptation, got up and walked over to Cory’s side.
“It is only a movie. We are only talking about ways to optimize our revenues,” she said with a hand on his shoulder.
Temptation was one of the most gorgeous women Cory had ever seen. But today her hand felt like death, instead of a dream come true.
His hand toyed with the heavy weight pen.
Cory looked at that blank line.
“Damn, just sign it,” Impatience said. He was an older man in an ill-fitting tight suit and a tiredness to his eyes.
Cory’s heart raced.
Sign it and he would be moving up in the company with a greater life of luxury and money. If he doesn’t sign, he will become an outcast and eventually terminated and replaced.
They will replace me with someone that will sign it. So…
It will get signed regardless.
Cory knew nothing would stop this movie from being made. Nothing would intervene and protect the public from what was coming.
I sign and I can continue my life. I don’t sign, I will lose all I have worked for, and someone else will do it.
He sighed, and scribbled Cory Saint across the line.
“Great! I knew you would make the right decision,” Temptation said.
Cory glanced at her ass as she walked back to her chair.
“Good! Enough with all this foolishness,” Mr. Corruption said. “Let’s get started with the sacrificial ritual.”
December 19, 2016
Werewolf Apocalypse- Flash Fiction- Free to Read
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©Bridget Chase 2016
SLURP!
Sam spooned that marshmallow breakfast into his hungry tiny mouth.
Fuckin Yum!
He licked his lips and realized, I haven’t seen my parents this morning.
Come to think of it…
It was that moment he smelled something foul. Has it smelled like this all morning?
It was rot.
Bam!
The fucking kitchen door flew open and a creature came rushing in.
The cereal bowl hit the floor and Sam fucking flew toward the back door.
GGGRRROWLL BARRK! I don’t know, some scary ass animal noise came from the creature’s mouth.
Shee-it, his little fingers worked that dead bolt.
Little boy screams rose at the base of this throat.
OH SHIT!
He slid through the open door.
SLAM!
The creature attacked the closed door. It growled and barked like Hulk Hogan’s stomach after a long flight with no food.
What the fuck is this thing?
The creature was a mad demon. The violent frenzy shook the door in its frame. Blood and spit flew from its snapping teeth.
Sam then became conscious of the noises outside.
Screaming and car horns blanketed the air. Fierce cries, from more bent creatures, entered his ears like razors.
He spun.
Smoke from multiple fires reached into the sky.
What the fuck is happening?
The house’s door behind him continued to thud.
Sam looked down.
Shit!
The front of his jeans grew dark with pee.
He stepped onto the back porch. His body trembled.
A nearby scream pulled Sam’s attention from his urine soaked foot.
A neighbor, half naked, was beating on a second story window. Fear wrecked the man’s face.
The neighbor saw Sam, and then turned to face something inside the house.
Oh Shit!
Sam jumped.
The window dripped with blood.
END
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December 18, 2016
NINJA BLOOD- Coming Soon to Kindle by Himbi Author Bridget Chase
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Summary: When Mob Boss Lenny Right’s daughter is taken by the Chinese Mob, he would do anything to get her back. There is no honor among thieves but Lenny will have to call upon the help of an old enemy. Segmir comes home to find the Mob in his house. Lenny has his beloved girlfriend hostage. Last time Segmir worked with Lenny, things ended badly. A trade is put in place. For Segmir to get back the one he loves, he has to save Lenny Right’s daughter. Shit, ninjas should never put away their Chinese stars and swear to never take up arms again. Well, like most vows, they are meant to be broken.
Desert Escape- Free Flash Fiction Action Story
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©Bridget Chase 2016
“RUN!” Keith screamed.
Oh God! Oh God! Catherine ran so fast she was barely staying on her feet. She looked back, Fuck!
Keith changed paths. He headed for the red pickup truck.
Catherine smacked into the stone face of a boulder.
FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! Her nails clawed at the stone as she tried to climb. Terror tore at her throat. Oh, God it’s going to get me!
Catherine watched the red truck peeled out across the dirt desert.
She looked back. The creature wasn’t chasing it.
Shit! Where did it go?
Catherine turned forward to continue her climb.
A set of neon green eyes were inches away.
Hot breath abused her skin.
December 17, 2016
ALT RIGHT TI’TT’Y BAZOOKA- Now Available for Kindle
Summary: SH&% superheroes aren’t born everyday, but at this Walmart on Saturday night, it rolled back it’s prices on ammo. Tiff wasn’t about to let all them Neo Nazi’s get their hands on that sale. Que the erotic tits and enter into the biggest Walmart gun fight to break out in the past month in the small town of INBASKET, population ALT RIGHT.
What is Himbi Fiction?
Well, the idea is evolving but basically Himbi Fiction is fiction candy. It is total and complete play. It blends genres and the story is short action comedy. Basically it lives in the moment. Like a Nacho Cheese Dorito, it is eaten for the pleasure. You don’t eat Doritos for the health benefits or to achieve anything other than the pleasure and gratification of the moment. That, is Himbi Fiction.
ORGANIC- Free Flash Fiction Story by Bridget Chase
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©Bridget Chase 2016
Slits of colored light played in her eyes.
What time is it?
Mary sat up in bed. Her hair was matted and askew.
She sighed.
Guess I’ll get the day started.
The coffee pot in the kitchen beeped and her bedroom curtains sang an invigorating melody as the they were drawn back.
Her feet kissed the carpet and the doors leading to the kitchen opened in a slow synchronized symphony.
After the bathroom, Mary went to the kitchen.
“Good morning Mary.”
“Good morning, Izan,” she said to her AI life system.
Mary took a box of grain breakfast nutrition from the pantry. The shelf beeped and set up a refill order with Sunny Days Breakfast Conglomerate.
The order would arrive in two days, just as the current box was emptied.
“Would you like to hear your social notices this morning?” Izan asked.
Mary passed by him and took a bowl out of the cabinet.
“No, actually, bring up my D.R.A.P. please,” she said,
Izan holo-mapped the kitchen to a tropical lagoon, following her preferred programming, for morning invigoration. “It looks like your digital worth has dropped 3.2% since last night,” he said.
Izan graphed the change in her bio-metrics from the bad news.
Mary looked at Izan’s handsome face.
“You mean my investments for yesterday didn’t rank?”
“No, it appears most ignored your offering.”
Shit. Mary poured the grain nutrients and shook her head. If I don’t get my rank up higher, I’ll never acquire a partner.
Mary knew having a partner was her only hope at achieving acceptance as a true individual.
Girls Girls Girls Machine Gun
by author Bridget Chase
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Summary: Working at a strip club is hard enough without the ‘Four Star’ gang coming in for a bachelor party celebration.Sparkle, Brandy and Kandy luckily are Ex-Special Forces when shit goes sideways after a special cake delivery. Two gangs meet and carnage explodes in the club. How will these strippers survive? I bet the answer has to do with bouncing tits and lots of guns.
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Bridget Chase creator of Himbi Fiction
I Hate Zombies
Creator of Himbi Fiction
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Summary: What’s worse than a zombie outbreak? Having it on the night you are finally scoring with your dream crush. Parked up at ‘Make-out Point’ seemed romantic. But things turn deadly for Jason and Lisa. Damn, right as he was slipping her bra off. Mad crazy, flesh eating, action packed, and wrapped in consumerist designer wax paper. It is a night of endless battles to survive… and hopefully score in the process.
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