Comedy

All You Need Is Love, Right?

The prompt was recipe: I threw a bit down on the fake wedding guest romantic comedy which has become more introspective than I expected!

“So what’s the secret? In your view. You must have an idea of what it is.”

Make his a Martini

“What are you having, then, my love?”

Lucy laughed as Gabriel bristled at her side. “It’s an affectation. You’ll get used to it.” She turned to the bartender, who looked entirely on form in the cocktail bar, with his perfect hair and twirled handlebar moustache.

Summoning and Sass

The prompt was old: I’ve written an excerpt that will eventually feature in The Ghostwriter’s Revenge, a cosy horror rom-com about a ghost author who gets a deal to ghost write a bestseller. But he has plans of his own.

Monster-In-Law

(This is a flash fiction for a future rom-com I am planning. Watch this space.)

“So can I buy you a drink?”

She eyed him for a moment. For one of Wade’s friends he wasn’t atrocious, she supposed. Obviously young and horribly green behind the ears, but…

Which Is It, Miss Brown?

“Are you not scared of me?”

She eyed him over her glasses, hoping she looked unimpressed and studious, not peeping over her specs like a scared mouse. He met her eyes steadily, his face a mask. What was she supposed to say to that?

Inferno’s Scales: Tales of A Demonic Law Firm

“I don’t believe it.”

He shrugged. “Well, that’s quite alright, dear. We are not Tinkerbell, we do not rely on your belief in order to exist. Yet, I am still a demon. And I am your boss. So you have two options right now. You…

Flibbertigibbet

The glass star dug into her palm, the points striking hard into her soft skin. It was grounding, almost. She stared down at the body. He was still moving, twitching in his last moments. Miss Wren sobbed, gulping and mewling like some kind of rabid rabbit, clutching at the lapels of the boss as she…

A Knight Without A Cause

Will signalled to the barista for another one. Double espresso, no extras. The cup slid over the counter as if it…

Flippant Tomfoolery

“It’s the end of the world! We’re all going to die!”

Romance sucks!

This is a comedy flash fiction inspired by a Twitter challenge to write a romance about a vacuum cleaner shop and a food fight.