Sunday, August 9, 2009




A few months back I did something similar to this with the Romance Bandits, and had an awesome time. So, this is the contest. Below is a picture of a scene and the beginning of a story. I’ve told the first half and it’s up to you to finish the tale…write the ending. It can be just a line or two or more. The best ending will be picked by Rita and announced next Sunday. GOOD LUCK TO YOU ALL

As the mist thinned in the early morning light I could see the trail and the tree to my left that marked the spot for Glen’s murder. I glanced his way. His brow twisted in confusion. It was time.
“Mary, how much further is it?” Glen muttered. “This tool box is heavy. I thought you said the trail was mushy. My four by four could have made it back here with no problem…this trail is good.”
“See that tree?”
Glen nodded.
“Well, if you go to the edge you’ll see my car slid down the steep hill that’s just on the other side of the tree. Go look.”
“What?” he refused to take another step. “Hell, if that’s the case - you don’t need me or my tool box. What you’re gonna need is a tow truck, darling. Why didn’t you tell me this on the phone?”
“Won’t you at least go take a look?” I could feel hot sweat breakout on my upper lip. It quickly pooled against my flesh in the humid morning dew. He wasn’t going to make this easy. “I’m sure there is something you can do.” I inched closer to the tree, hoping he’d follow me. Glen walked a few steps closer, but not close enough for me to shove him over the edge.
“You sure this is the right spot? I don’t see any tire marks. What in tar nations where you doing out here anyways?”
If I couldn’t get him closer to the edge, I’d have to kill him another way. The only thing I had on me to use as a weapon was

my handy little soft tipped lipliner. I pulled it from my pocket and …


Erotic Horizon said...

Hey Girl..

Just stopping by to say hi... hope you are having a great weekend..


Houston A.W. Knight said...

OMG's been awhile...(((Hugs)))
I'll pop on over to see you in a minute!
Yes, I've had a great weekend and I hope you did too!


Kelly Moran said...

I reviewed DARK HUNGER for the publisher and loved it. She's on my author interview list for the end of August too.
great blog. i'm following you now. you should pop on over to mine. i have all things books...
nice to meet you.

Houston A.W. Knight said...


So nice to meet you too, and I do hope you'll join our little group and become a regular here...

You'll love each and everyone of these girls they are the greatest of friends.

Oh, if you haven't spoken to Rita'll fall in love with her. Not only can she write great books but she's a real sweet person.
We met at the nationals and hit it off.

I'm hopping over to visit your blog now!


Kelly Moran said...

thanks! that was nice of you to say! i'll check out the Rita last line contest.

Kelly Moran said...

"I’d have to kill him another way. The only thing I had on me to use as a weapon was my handy little soft tipped lipliner. I pulled it from my pocket and …"
stepped closer to him, swaying my size six hips while applying the screaming sex color to my lips.
I gloried in his immediate and obvious response, quirking my mouth in a come get me grin.
"You know, Glen," I whispered against his mouth, "You shouldn't whine so much."
Glen arched back, convulsed like an inmate in a 1960's Alabama electric chair, and fell in a heap with my lip liner protruding from his ear.
Now there's irony for ya, I thought. At least he didn't have to listen to his own bitching anymore. Nor I.
Looking down at him, I couldn't help but revel in the swift satisfaction of seeing him where all men should be... At my feet.

Kelly Moran said...

ps, i posted a link to this on fb. hope you get some traffic. great idea.

Houston A.W. Knight said...

OMG! A lipliner in the ear! What a way to scramble the brains! LOL

Very creative, Kelly! Thanks for giving this contest a good kick off!

O.K., girls...jump in here and show Rita and me your creativity! Kelly's got him in the ear and dropped in a heap at her where are you going to bring his end and how?

Oh, Kelly - thank you for the posting! ((Hugs))
I posted about your blog on my chapters loop - I hope you get a few from there visiting you!


Blodeuedd said...

Pst, hi Hawk :)
Will write something tomorrow and post it then

Lea said...

Man Hawk, you are going to make me put my thinking cap on again!!! lol

Okay, my mother is just arriving, the dogs are barking, the neighbours are having a party... It is crazy here.

I will read your story tomorrow and throw in my towel!! LOL

I'll also pimp your contest in my sidebar as soon as I get a minute this evening.. ;)


Houston A.W. Knight said...


It's only got a looky see at my voice, now I get to see how you write! So get that thinking cap on girl and write me a killer ending! LOL forgive the pun "Killer ending" get it? ROTFLOL.

It's a CONTEST, so NO, I couldn't make it easy for you...I didn't give you a lot to work with because I want to see how creative you girls can be! Goodness, you're all readers...that makes you all writers at let me see it!

Good luck Sweetie!
P.S. thanks for the pimping! xoxox

Kelly Moran said...

lol. no prob. and thanks for the shout out.

My Blog 2.0 (Dottie) said...

If I couldn’t get him closer to the edge, I’d have to kill him another way. The only thing I had on me to use as a weapon was my handy little soft tipped lipliner. I pulled it from my pocket and slipped it inside my sleeve, breaking the soft tip leaving the sharp jagged lip where I had last replaced the dullness.

I beckoned Glen closer. "Come on sweetie, see it's right over there." I pointed just passed the edge of drop off. But Glen was going to be obstinate.

"Let's just head back to the SUV and use the cell to get someone out here. Damn, all this way carrying a ton of bricks sweating like a pig." He turned back to the trail and headed back the way we had come.

God, I could remember when treated me like I was something special, precious as a diamond and his own heart's truest desire.

"Well, hon, at least slow down and wait for me." I wiped my brow, and hurried up the rough track as Glen hastily sped faster, as if knowing what I had in store for him.

He glanced back muttering to himself about how his time had been wasted and missing the game. Finally, he slowed and allowed me to catch up with him.

I slipped my arm loosely around his waist, slowing him even more, drawing him to a stop.

I raised my eyes to his and nibbled on my lip. "I think I've wasted your time. Sorry Sweetie, I don't know what I was thinking." I raised up on my tiptoes to let my lips reach his.

He made to bend down slightly to make the kiss easier out of habit. As his face lowered to mine, I slid the jagged edged lipliner out of my sleeve. He never knew what hit him.

I drove the end of the liner into his eye, pushing with all of my might even as he tried to pull away. But, by this time, my arm had snaked around his neck, pulling his head closer to receive my deadly kiss.

A howl broke from his lips, blood spurting from where his eye used to be. Grunting, trying to get a better grip on the now slimy lipliner, I pushed again and again, harder still.

"Why?" I thought I heard him scream as he dragged us both to the ground. His howls reaching my ears as if it was an echo coming to me through a dark tunnel.

I pushed again, and finally I felt a snap as the liner pushed into the soft tissue of his brain, stopping his howls once and for all.

Heaving, drenched in sweat, I looked down at his bloody face and screamed back at him. "Why? Because I hate you with the fire of a thousand suns you lying pig!" I kicked him, then kicked him again. "How dare you to think you could get away with killing me, you poisoning bastard!"

Several weeks earlier, I had gotten sick after drinking a glass of wine from our favorite personal stock, a bottle that he dropped after pouring the single glass that was to be mine.

My Blog 2.0 (Dottie) said...

Fortunately for me, I had only imbibed but a sip. Glen had left to run an errand, so I drove myself to the hospital after becoming violently ill. The on call doctor had informed me of my stroke of good luck. I had only consumed enough to cause nausea and vomiting. It saved my very life.

I reached down and retrieved my lipliner from the gore that was his face. "Damn, look what you made me do! I had to ruin my favorite color! It took weeks to get the order in last time!"

Now, all that was left was to get rid of the body. Luckily, the trail was easy to use, not mushy at all. I grabbed both of his arms that moments ago had been reaching around me. I pulled with a strength that I didn't know I possessed, not stopping until I reached the edge of the drop off.

Looking around, I grabbed a small branched and pierced what remained of his eye, making it appear that the branch had found his eye in the fall. I tried to wedge it in good and tight, destroying any evidence left by the lipliner.

Breathing hard, exhaustion beginning to show and slowing my movements, I gave his body one final shove, pushing it over the drop off as it bounced and jerked, coming to rest in an odd angle letting me know that his neck was broken as well.

Running to the small bag hidden in the brush, I grabbed the wipes and began cleaning the gore from my body. My clothing would be easily disposed of, stripping quickly out the mess, opening a brown paper bag, and pushing them inside.

Using my favorite compact, I check that my face bore no evidence of the struggle that had taken place. I brushed my hair and pulled back up into a ponytail. Glancing at my hands and nails to make sure no blood had went unnoticed, I slipped into the clean clothing I had packed into the small bag.

A large piece of bark from the trail served as a scoop to remove any of the soil showing blood droplets. Any that remained was beyond my ability to disposed of.

With my clothing already in the bag, I threw the lipliner in as well. Carrying the bag over to a clear spot not far off the trail, I lit a small fire using the surrounding leaf debris and the matches that Glen used to lit his last cigarette.

I sat on a rock beside the clearing watching the fire eat the evidence of any crime that had been committed, waiting to put the fire out with the dirt I scooped up on the bark.

As the bag and it's contents turned the a gray ash, I threw the dirt onto the fire, extinguishing the last of the flames. Using a leafy branch, I scattered the ashes across the ground around the trees.

At last I was free. The police would have to be called, and an investigation would ensue, but no longer would I have to worry. Glen was well and truly gone.

My Blog 2.0 (Dottie) said...

Hi Hawk!

I finished your story, but it was so lengthy, I had to put it into two comments.

It's a little gory, but it's the complete story of Glen's demise and how I became blameless.

Sorry it took so long to come by, with all the stress of last week, I needed to clean. It always makes me feel better, renewed or something.

I hope everyone had fun with your little story! I know I did.

Thanks for stopping by and visiting me, I appreciated it.


Dottie :)

Christine said...

entiliI confess I did not try to win--just here to say hi there and to woot cause my friend and original CP partner finaled also in the MAGGIE and we are roomies.. so I am here to woot!

owl friend

Cecile said...

Damn after Dottie's story... I am really going to have to put my thinking cap on and come back tomorrow!!!
I hope all is going well for you Hawk!! And I hope you had a great weekend!

I Heart Book Gossip said...

I pulled my lip liner out and stabbed him in his right eye. As blood poured out, he said "You stupid bitch. I am going to kill you." I chuckled, "No, but I will." Glen fell onto his knees as he tried to slowly remove the lip liner from his eye. Mary moved quickly to the tool box that was a few steps away from her and took it. She swung as hard as she could. All she heard was a thump. "Glen you abusive mongrel worthless piece of trash, this is what you get for ruining my life." Mary was pumped with adrenaline. She bent down to feel his pulse. Nothing, a sweet silence that vibrated through the musty air. The toolbox dropped onto the ground and all Mary thought of was how she was going to hide the body. "Off the Cliff" a tiny voice whispered. Mary kicked and kicked until the body was on the tip of the cliff. Her last kick felt wonderful, her past had gone with Glen. She threw everything else with it too. Her wedding ring, her bloody clothes, and even her weapons. A new day has begun she told herself, a new day has begun. Mary walked back the same trail grinning with pleasure.

Blodeuedd said...

...stopped. Could I really kill Glen? Had I it in me to kill another living person. Sure I knew that he was the person who had killed my beloved little sister, but I still trembled and put the lipliner back.

"Where is that damn car".
I tried to smile and look confuse. "It's right over, " I tilted my head and looked more confuse. "Where is my car?!," I said out loud. But it was not enough, I could see the darkness in his eyes. He knew I had tricked him, he knew that I knew, and one of us would die today. My hand found the lipliner and I swallowed hard.
"Maybe we should go back, " I tried to smile again but his face got darker.
"Maybe you will shut the hell up!"
I took a step back. I had been so brave, and so foolish at the same time. What had I been thinking?! I swore some more in my head and took another step back.
"Come here."
I shook my head.
"Do you want to know how your sister died?"
My heart stopped and I once again saw the true monster that he was, and he laughed. My hand was still on the lipliner and I looked back. The edge was pretty close, but I would never get him there. My spirit broke down again and I started running.

I could hear him behind me, and I felt tears on my face. I had let Lillith down. A branch hit me in the face and I felt the metallic taste of blood in my mouth. I heard him scream behind me but I would never stop running.

But a foot in the wrong place and I fell down. I was just about to get up when I felt him on top of me and something cold against my throat.
"Scream as much as you want. No one will hear you out here. It's just and me darling."
The pressure of him was suffocating me and I could feel the knife. One wrong move and..." I lay perfectly still as if stiff with fear. Which I also in a way was. I knew what had happened to my sister before she died, I knew what would happen to me. Think, think!

"Please," I pleaded with my sweetest and most innocent voice."Let me go, I will, I will do anything."
He laughed again and turned me over. I saw the madness in his eyes and for a second when he let go of one of my hands I grabbed that lipliner and put it right through his eye. He screamed in pain and tried to hit me with the knife.
"You will never hurt anyone again."
I took up a thick branch and started to hit him, over and over again until he lay still. Then I took up his knife to finish the job. I must have cried all the way through it because when I regained my senses I was covered in blood and my face was wet with tears. I had just killed the love of my life, my husband for so long. The sick part was that I still loved him.

Ok something I cooked up, tried not to kill him but oh so hard

Michelle G said...


I pulled it from my pocket and used it as a lipstick, adding just a hint of color to my lips. Like my Grandma always says, there's more than one way to skin a cat.

"Glen, I think you're right, but I'm not sure how big of a tow truck I'm gonna need. Would you be a sweetie and take a look at my car for me?" I wet my lips and smiled.

"Uh, sure. I mean I wouldn't want them to send the regular truck all the way out here for nothing." His gaze dropped from my eyes to my lips and then to my cleavage. Men - they can be so easy at times.

We reached the tree and Glenn placed his hand on the bark, intending to use the tree as support to look down at my car. Without wasting any more time I grabbed the back of Glen's head and using all of my considerable strength, I rammed his head into the tree trunk. Caught unaware Glen had no time to react. He went down, a huge gash on his forward, but he was still breathing.

I looked around a found a rock. Ugh, this was going to get messy. I grabbed the rock and returned to Glen's prone form. I raised the rock above my head - but I couldn't do it. Glen deserved better than to go out like this - beat to death with a rock. And I didn't want to get blood on my new boots.

Leaning over, I grabbed Glen by the neck, twisted and that was it. Nice, quick and clean. Now what to do with the body?


kweenmg at yahoo dot com

That was fun!!

Kelly Moran said...

wow. great endings here. mine seems so short.

~Sia McKye~ said...

Rita, just stopping by to say hi and let you know I just finished Dark Hunger yesterday. Netti was right, you're a fabulous writer. Love how you're able to show the inner battle so realistically in Quinton.

Now I need to find Vincent's story and I'm looking forward to the third one too. :-)

Hey there Hawk, sending hugs your way. I've been so tied up with repairs and what not with the house I haven't been able to stop by like I want to. I'm hoping August ends with all the work done. It exhausting watching over several crews doing different jobs on the property, including dealing with all the noise and mess.

Houston A.W. Knight said...

OMG! I'm out for the day and look who's been visiting!

WooHoo, and some very juicy endings!

I knew you girls could meet this challenge! Rita's going to have one heck of a time picking just one winner! I'm really glad I don't have to!

Ouch! Through the eye into the brain! OMG, remind me not to get you angry with me! LOL
What a haunting story and so well told! I loved the wrap up!

Man - it'll be hard pressed to peg her for the dirty deed...she took care of all the evidence too!

Who would have guess Tinker Bell had such an evil side! {;-) teeheeheee


Houston A.W. Knight said...




Houston A.W. Knight said...


Hey girls...just so you know - Christine here is up for a Maggie Award...this is an awesome award for writers to's like an emmy award for writers!

WoW - your old CP is up for one too? AWESOME! Are you in the same cat's?

Me feet are doing a happy dance for you both, babe! I can't wait for you to call me and tell me you won! I'll be by the phone waiting! xoxox


Houston A.W. Knight said...


I've got some good writing here for this contest...put your thinking cap on and give me something wild! I'm on the edge of me seat! I can't wait to see what you write! Good luck, darlin'


Hugs babe...

Houston A.W. Knight said...

I Heart Book Gossip!

Whew, Mary's a heck of a smart girl to think of using that tool box...I hadn't thought of that!

Very creative indeed! :-)

Glad you dropped in to visit! It's been awhile since you've been by...Good luck in the contest...Rita will pick the winner and I'll announce it next Sunday, so do check back!


Houston A.W. Knight said...


I love that you had her question herself at the last minute and I liked the twist where he knows why she dragged him out there and turns this deadly scene on her...but, if he'd killed my sister he'd be a dead man before he could say his own name...I couldn't
still love a man who could do this to me sister...but it does make for a very interesting tale! I'd like to know what happens.

Awesome job, hon!

Houston A.W. Knight said...


Way to go...nice clean job! LOL on the boots!

I'm starting to think all you girls are writers...because you all write like pros!

Very well done! I'm very impressed by the wonderfully creative talent I'm seeing here...I'm so glad you had fun am I!


Houston A.W. Knight said...


your ending was great! Each of you girls are full of talent - I'm super impressed with all of you!

This has been really fun...

Hugs darlin'

Houston A.W. Knight said...


OMG...can you e me privately? you've read Dark Hunger! Awesome! I love the short blurb you just gave us...wish I culd be in the contest! ;-(

I've missed you, young lady!

Vicki said...

...and slowly traced my lip. What man didn’t like a woman in the woods with lipliner? Especially when they had no idea the power within the liner. One kiss and he’d be down for the count.

“Okay, you got me. I asked you out here to be alone with you.” My stomach tilted at the thought of what I was about to do. Not the killing mind you. That didn’t have any effect on me, not anymore than it did in the last job. But really Glen was, well he wasn’t what I’d call a normal professional in my field. Still he’d been responsible for taking out several covert op stings and I was going to take him out.

“What cha mean you wanted to be alone with me. You gave me a broken rib the last time I tried so much as to kiss your cheek.”

His eyes widen as I flicked a couple of button open revealing a black lacy bra. Damn thing cost me a fortune and here I was ready to let Glen drool on it if necessary. Really I might should’ve listened to my mother. Teaching third graders might not have been so bad.

With the last button undone I wriggled my fingers at him and winked. “Come here baby. I know a good thing when I see it.”

He teetered closer and damn if he didn’t smile a boyish grin complete with dimples. I’m a sucker for dimples, just not Glen’s.

Grease monkey hands shook as he reached to trace the lace and cup my size 36 C’s. His eyes closing was all I needed. The soft kiss I placed at the corner of his mouth brought a moan from him as he crushed me to him and did his best to get his tongue down my throat.

Yeah, like that was going to happen. The wayward tongue teased along the line of my lips just as I’d planned.

One, two, three…thump.

Now to pull his body to the edge and send him over to his grave. One he should’ve been long ago.

Christine said...

Hawk: we are in different categories, but I'd have been thrilled just to cheer her on! She won a Daphne this yr. for unpublished writers in romantic suspense... I am sooooooooooo happy for her. And me. We get to share the fun and the joy.

Uber times.

Christine said...

And this energy here is so cool... wish I could bottle it!

Blodeuedd said...

Just read the others, aren't we deadly.

And oh my Dotties pen did go into the brain, wow messy.

Lol, I had to go for the throat or the eye

Houston A.W. Knight said...


Interesting, a girl for hire to do a professional hit. Poison in the lipstick, very original. Well done!


Houston A.W. Knight said...


Come back as offen as you'd like to absorb this special girls here are the best! These wonderful women are honest, and true people. Who have the biggest of hearts. They know what friendship is all about. I adore these girls, it's because of them I write my blogs and work to make fun is because of them I do what I do. THEY ARE THE BEST!


Houston A.W. Knight said...

Blodeuedd, Sweetie!

After reading Dottie's entry I'm wondering what she does for a living? Did you notice how she thought of everything, evidence, clothes, blood drops...everything? She's got me to wondering about her
But if she tells me what it is, I'm afraid she might have to kill me. lol

But your tale was intriguing as's the psychological side that hit me...she still loved him...that makes for a great conflict in a story, and he'd killed her sister, what a twist!

I'm telling you Rita's going to have a very hard time picking one!


Rita Herron said...

Hi, everyone,
What a blast reading your stories! There's some serious talent here -- and some deadly women, LOL!

Dottie, you're a wicked woman. Love having the man at her feet!
Heart Book gossip - ooh, you go, girl!
Blodeuedd -- loved the twist about her sister, great motivation.
Michelle -- I like the tree trunk,lots of anger there.
Sia -- aww, so glad you liked Dark Hunger and Quinton. I think he's kind of sexy. I love Netti and think I need to hire her as a publicist! Hope you enjoy Insatiable Desire.I'm working on revisions for book 3, Forbidden Passion, which will be out next April.
Christine -- congrats on the Maggie finalist - GA is my chapter.
Vicki - like the assassin angle LOL about teaching 3rd grade!)

So entertaining!


Cecile said...

A warning... it is a bit long! But I hope you all enjoy!!!
Have a great day Hawk!! And Ms. Rita, I hope you enjoy!!


The only thing I had on me to use as a weapon was my handy little soft tipped lip liner. I pulled it from my pocket and....

***fuzzy moment... taking you back in time, before this happened***

Glen is a rich and powerful person. He thinks he is the best person in the world. I don't mean like the nicest person; no, he is one of those guys that knows he is right all the time, conceit about himself, pushes people around, has the ego ten times to big for his head and is just an ass.
Why am with him you are asking yourself... Well, apparently our culture has not come a long way. Glen saw me as an opportunity to invest. My fathers business was going downhill. Glen was in the business to pull companies out of dangerous water, so to speak. But instead of a business proposition, Glen had other things in mind. Me. Marriage for business. You guessed it, my father offered my hand in marriage to save his business. Did I argue, hell yea. But it fell on deaf ears for my mother has long been gone, so it is just my father and I. And since my mother passed, I learned that he was not really my father. So, I guess you can say, he really just didn't care about me.
When I was first introduced to Glen, I thought he was my knight in shinning Armour. He was everything a woman dreamed of. He was sweet, caring, kind, compassionate, loving and very devoted to me and what I wanted. Well, that lasted until the I do's were said. Then it went down hill from there. He became abusive to me, verbally and physically, he made sure my father's business went down the drain, along with a lot of other people's business, he took money from elderly people to fund his own addictions... drugs, drinking, women. You name it, Glen was in it.
But there was something that Glen did not know about me, I didn't fully learn about it until my mother was on her death bed. She explained to me where I came from and who I really was. My real father was a full breed shape-shifter... Shocked, yea me too. I thought I would join on her on her death bed when she told me that. She told me of things that I could not explain about myself, things no one else knew. I thought I was some kind of freak, so I never told anyone about myself. It made me feel good to know that I was not alone. But technically, I was all alone ~ she never gave me the name of my father.

**back to the present**

applied it to my luscious lips. If I couldn't get him closer to the edge with my voice, then I would have to work some "womanly" magic. I tugged my tank top a bit lower and shoved "the girls" (as he so often called my breasts) almost out of my bra, to give him a better show. And I took my hair out of my ponytail and shock my hair loose.
"Oh Glen, just come here and see if you can do something; I know you can. Put the tool box down and just come take a look." Just then, the wind decided to blow just so softly to lift the strands of my hair... it made for a great show. And Glen was apparently liking what he saw. His lips curved into that devil smile and he began his slow walk over to me... . "Now darling, if you wanted to have your way with me, you could have lured me here without lying to me."
He shoved me up against the tree and pinned me there. And for a second, I thought all my plans were going to fail. Until I noticed that I could use this to my advantage. I allowed him push me up against the tree and make contact with my body. Just the thought of him touching me made me want to gag. Then I kneed him in the groin. His most prized possession, besides me. He went down like a little bitch. I was so proud of myself, but I could not get caught up in the moment. I had to act and quickly. While he was laying down, I kicked him in the sides vigorously and one more time in the nuts.

Cecile said...

Oh you better believe I was loving this up!!! I have never let Glen know about my heritage. I could have easily over powered him, but I did not want him to know. He kept shouting that I was fucking whore bitch! His favorite words to use at me when he was drunk or anger with me. As I continued to kick the shit out of him, I spewed my guts out to him. I told him what an asshole he was for cheating on me, not once but a whole lotta times. I told him what a dick-wad he was for thinking with his cock instead of his damn head. "Didn't you think I would eventually catch on to what you were doing - asshole!" He tried to shout in between the nasty words that he was sorry. I told him to shut the fuck up.
"Never underestimate the power of a woman you stupid ass. I knew every single woman you cheated on me with. You thought I would never figure it out, didn't you. Well, this ass whooping is not because you cheated on me... NO, it is because you are a worthless piece of shit that thinks he can push people around, belittle them and screw them. Well no more."
Once I was satisfied that he would not be getting up anytime soon, I went to his tool box and grabbed the rope. I began to quickly tie him up pig style and gagged him. Then I sat back and enjoyed my handy work. I also waited for night to fall. Before it got to dark, I wanted him to know what he was up against. I took the gag out of his mouth. He began talking, so I slapped the shit out of him and let him feel my full strenght. He winched, just like a bitch. He then just looked at me with hate in his eyes. I knew that it would piss him off when he realized that I was stronger than him. He could not stand to be the littler person. That was his downfall. In the distance, I heard werewolves begin there call of the night and I felt safe.
For I did my research and finally find my father's family. Or should I say pack. He welcomed me with open arms. He asked me about my mother and my life. I told him everything that happened since my mom stopped seeing him, he wrapped me in this big bear hug and apologizes to me. I told him of my current situation and we began to make a plan.
Well, it was time to tell that plan to Glen. I told Glen he was allowed to talk and boy did the words come out. "What are you doing Mary? Are you fucking crazy? Some one is going to come looking for me? Why are doing this? I knew you were a fucking lunatic!! When I get out of here, I am going to kill you myself." When he was done I told him my story. "Glen, I am going to tell you exactly what I am going to do to you. When the moon rises, I am going to untie. Then I am going to count to twenty... to give you a head start." When I saw his face get screwed up as he was trying to process this... I decided to tell him a little more. "I am going to hunt you down and kill you Glen. Simply put." The shock that resigned on his face was beyond anything I have ever seen. I was so enjoying this. What Glen didn't know was that besides me, my fathers whole pack was waiting for the hunting to begin too. "Mary, are you insane. You can't kill me, you are a pathetic woman. A nobody." It hink he saw the evil glean in my eyes when I said, "Oh Glen, that is where you are wrong. You decided to mess with the wrong woman this time. But it's okay; I forgive you for being an ass and for every transgression you have committed against me. (Forgiveness is very important in death) And I am not insane. I will kill you."

Cecile said...

The moon rose and I made good on my promise. I untied Glen. He did not run immediately. I told him I was only giving him till twenty. "Mary, you are fucking crazy." I turned around to face him and said, "Glen, if you stand here long enough, you will see how crazy I can be. Seventeen, Sixteen... Run Glen, because when I catch you, and I will kill you." But he stayed... he stayed long enough to see the transformation happen and then he hauled ass!!! I eventually caught him and bought him down. I bite him in the leg, to bring him down. My fathers pack was right behind me, he told me that they would take it from there. So I retreated back to my house.
The next night I was getting ready to go meet my real father for dinner when the news came on. Call it poetic justice, I was putting on my lip liner when I heard this, "In the woods, off I-55, there was a wild animal attack. There was not much that remained of the carcusk. So we could not determine what was attacked; probably another animal. But we are just warning people that the woods are a very dangerous place to go in alone. If you have to go in, please go in groups." The news signed off, I turned off the tv, turned out the lights and headed out my house with my head held high and a smile on my face. I now belonged some where, had family and had sweet freedom!

Cecile said...

Okay... sorry... didn't realize how long that was. If you want, I can delete it and email it to you. Just let me know!

My Blog 2.0 (Dottie) said...
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My Blog 2.0 (Dottie) said...

Hi Hawk!

Just checking back to see how your contest is going! You've got some sweet entries here!

Hope everyone's having fun!

Oh, in real life I'm a police detective. If you going to get away with a crime, make sure to cover all your bases. I let a few slip by me, can you guess what they were?

I'll show you a few. Not all the blood evidence was disposed of, the lipliner was a special order (paper trail) and it would never burn completely. Glen's body most probably has my bloody fingerprints all over it, no way to dispose of that evidence without:
a)washing the body
b)changing the clothes
c)burning the body it's self
(all would have left signs of murder - soap/water on dead body - very unlikely, clothes can never be put on a dead body like on a living person, burning for sure would have pointed to murder).

Now, you all can see that murder is never easy.


Dottie :)

(actually in real life I'm a speech pathologist with an over active imagination, LOL!)

My Blog 2.0 (Dottie) said...

Hey Cecile

Great entry! I love the werewolf angle. That will teach Glen to screw with a wicked woman, lol!

IMPO, Glen desires all that he has been given. His demise has been shown to be well desired.

Dottie :)

Houston A.W. Knight said...

OMG! Cecile! Outstanding, you girls know how to make Rita's judging a hard job!

I knew you girls were! JUST WOW! So, tell me....and why aren't you all writing books?

Cecile...awesome job, I love the twist of the werewolf...very creative indeed.


Houston A.W. Knight said...


Tinker Bell's a police detective? After reading your story I'd believe it! The speech pathologist is just a part time job right? LOL

Great job! never stop surprising me...each time I set a challenge you girls make the leap to accomplish the goal so amazingly and then dare me to set a newer challenge.



Houston A.W. Knight said...


OMG, do you have a hard job on your hands!

So glad you stoppped in to see what the girls were up to...amazing aren't they?

Well, you've got until Saturday afternoon to find the winner of this contest...I wish you the best of's not going to be an easy pick that's for sure.

Good luck darlin'

Amy C said...

Oh wow! I guess I should have stopped by here sooner. I didn't know what the contest was!

You got some great entries from some very talented and lovely ladies!

Cecile said...

Hey Dottie... I had to give the story some kind of Cecile Twist!!!! And what better way than to be a Shapeshifter!!! =) Teaches Glen to piss off the wrong woman!! LOL!!! This was soo much fun!

Hawk! Thank you... but it was Dottie's talking me into this! I had a blast!!! Thank you for having such a rocking contest!! You are the best!!!!

Houston A.W. Knight said...


I'm happy Dottie got you over here! ((Hugs))) to you both!

I'm thrilled you have enjoyed the contest...I keep trying to do something different for you girls...because you deserve it! You are all the best of the best!

Hugs to each of you!

My Blog 2.0 (Dottie) said...

Hi Hawk!

Cecile didn't think that she'd be able to do it. But I knew she could. I just provided the encouragement. Everyone's afraid to let the world hear their voice, especially me, but you have to jump in and do it anyway. It's kind of like letting everyone see you naked with all your imperfections showing. lol. And hoping no one makes too much fun of you. Now that's not a comparison you hear very often, is it. lol!

Thanks for a great contest Hawk!!

Dottie :)

Houston A.W. Knight said...

Sweetie KILLER Dottie! :-D

I'll do anything to keep you very happy! LOL - I'm just kidding with you!

Thank you for encouraging Cecile to do the contest. Now she know she can do anything...and you're a sweetheart for showing her that.
Life is way too short to be afraid of anything..."go for it" is my motto...I just wish someone had told me that when I was young!

LOL, it's that's not a comparison you hear very often, but it's a great one. LOL

Your welcome darlin'

Cecile said...

What are friends for!!! Thanks a million for encouraging me!!! I had a blast with it!!!
And yes, I agree with you.. life is way to short to let it go by!!!!

And yes, I agree with... anything to make Dottie happy!!! lol!!!
I hope you have a great evening, wonderful night, and an awesome tomorrow!

Shawna said...

Shawna Lewis

was....the very key to my car that sent my ex-husband to the emergency room not 3 years earlier. I could use my hands my father always said these hands could do anything I wanted them to do. He hesitates then walks down the Grass slick with morning dew. I watch but can't even begin to understand my luck as he slips and falls head over feet down the slop and lays still as a baby bird that has fallen from the nest. He dead thanks God!

That was fun thanks for this chance to win your books. Winks ;o) Shawna

Houston A.W. Knight said...


with beautiful words like that...we'll all have a wonderful evening for sure!
And the same for you...may each second, minute, hour and day be the best!


Houston A.W. Knight said...


Thanks for coming by to share in the fun.

Interesting idea, you let Mother Nature take care of your heroine's problem! I didn't think of's a very clever way to keep her hands clean! :-)

Be sure to come back this Sunday to find out who the winner is! Good Luck!


rita Herron said...

Hi, everyone,
Dottie, interesting that you're a police detective - that could definitely come in handy in your writing.
And Cecile, I loved the werewolf twist, too! What a story!

Shawna, a unique twist.

I don't know how I'm going to pick a winner...

Vicki said...


Wow, this has been such a fun contest! Coming back to read everyones post has been a blast.

You always come up with the coolest things. :)


Houston A.W. Knight said...


It was fun and the girls did an awesome job far as the contest I cannot take credit, as you know, we did something similar to this on the Romance Bandits site several months back...but I had such a great time there that I thought to share the fun here.

Hugs back

Vicki said...

Your right. :) But still you always come up with different things for us to do, not just leave a comment. Which is usually what I do on my blog with contest. I love the creativity you use and what it brings out in each of us.

That and your blog is rocking!!


Kelly Moran said...

woohoo. i won? yay. i'll email ya the addy.