“Being with you is arduous.” “What?” She rolled her eyes and spoke more loudly and slowly, “Being. With. You. Is. Arduous.” He mimicked her volume and tone, “I. Heard. You. I. Just. Don’t. Know. Why. You. Are. Saying. That.” “I’m saying it because I’ve tried to tell you five times what I needed today andContinue reading “Stubbornly Loved”
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Small Town Love Story
You know the move guys try where they insult a girl to make her feel unstable, then talk her up and get her number? Yeah, it’s trash right? But it’s trash that works because we are taught to devalue ourselves as women pretty much every day of the week. Right, so, this was how IContinue reading “Small Town Love Story”
Writing Genre
“Did you read it?” “Um… Yeah.” “You look horrified.” “Well, your characters were eaten by vomit. It is horrifying. I thought you wrote romance. This is horror.” “I do write romance. There was lots of romance in that story. They were totally making love when the vomit ate them.” “Um… No. That’s horror.” “It’s both.”Continue reading “Writing Genre”
Good Night
He held her close as they danced. It felt like the time before… Like their wedding night, only three years earlier, when she had nuzzled sweetly into his neck, and he swooned with disbelief. How could this beautiful creature be his wife? “What are you thinking, Darling?” she looked up at him wonderingly, her blueContinue reading “Good Night”
We Can’t Keep Him
It was an unusually cold day when they found him, huddled below the dryer vent, meowing pitifully. Her heart broke open immediately with compassion for the small creature, and though he couldn’t leave it out in the cold, he felt his guard rise immediately, placing a wall between them. She picked the creature up easily,Continue reading “We Can’t Keep Him”
Me Too
Me too… Me too… Me too… The hashtag was everywhere and she wanted to hide. It was too fresh, too… She shuddered… “Me too,” she thought, “Fuck that guy. Fuck that hashtag. Fuck everyone.” She slammed her laptop closed, and left the office, pulling her hoodie tight over her head, as she exited to theContinue reading “Me Too”
Writing Style
“Wow, Baby. Flowers, candles, wine… And your laptop. One of these things is not like the others…” “I’m writing.” “What’s with the props?” “I’m writing romance. It’s my writing style.” “Does it help to have all this stuff?” “Yup… You could say I’m writing in style… Ba dum.” “Ugh… No. I’m going out with theContinue reading “Writing Style”
Big O
“How was the date? It must have been good, you were out all night.” “Pretty good. Yeah. I’m going to bed.” “Wait, Roomy, I need the details… Did you, um, have fun?” “Maybe.” “Did you, you know… C’mon… Fill me in.” “Oh. I mean I would but you’re too nice for my naughty details, ChurchContinue reading “Big O”
She Fell
“I’ve been having an affair.” His green eyes held remorse but they couldn’t match her devastation. The world froze. It literally stopped turning, and she thought, “so this is what that’s like,” before she fell to the floor. She fell. She fell. She fell… She thought she would never stop falling. Prequel to She Flew:Continue reading “She Fell”
Writing Contest
“Another writing contest? What’s the prompt?” he asked hopefully. He really wanted to win this one. “Vagina Monologues.” “Well, Fuck.” Originally published for Instagram’s Romance Writer Challenge July 2019, Ravishing the Romance Day 27 “Writing prompt”
Natolie Webb 