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Perfect….is perspective

Lauren and Jack encouraged Rebecca as Lauren clicked away. Rebecca had her back to the beautiful scenery and posed for the camera- flicking her hair provocatively..... Finish the story (Re-named- The Perfect Angle) in Tales in Teacups ©Vivian Zems Friday Fiction... Continue Reading →

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Fortuitous

Delilah stepped into the train station, heart pounding furiously. Her instructions were to join the throng ahead and push herself forward into the crowd. She was to act the minute the train pulled up..... Finish the story in Tales in Teacups... Continue Reading →

A Private Affair

A table for six was being prepared. That's how mum wanted it. I, being the eldest of four had been nominated to organise the gathering........ Finish the story in Tales in Teacups ©Vivian Zems Friday Fiction with Rochelle Image © Fatima Fakier

The Right Ingredient

"Why this sign?" Helga asked,"why not simply: 'Do Not Enter'?" "This sign will pique curiosity, speed up the heart rate and flood the body with adrenaline," Gordo replied....... Finish the story in Tales in Teacups ©Vivian Zems Friday Fiction with Rochelle... Continue Reading →

Sweet ‘n Sour Revenge

"Just one bullet. That's all I need," chuckled Mark as he took another swig of brandy. Since making the decision to kill himself, he'd planned on how to take down his oppressors at the same time. No spraying-bullets-at-the-office scene... Finish... Continue Reading →

Will You Marry Me?

Kelly Simmons walked to the edge of the lake, right hand clutching a coin. With a deep breath she hurled it in and shut her eyes...... Finish the story in Tales in Teacups ©Vivian Zems Friday Fiction with Rochelle Image by... Continue Reading →

The KO

Amy watched Petra circle her opponent. From her vantage point, Amy thought Petra seemed off her game, somehow. A swift move...Crack! ...Petra's head snapped back and she was on the ropes........  Finish the story in Tales in Teacups ©Vivian Zems Friday... Continue Reading →

A Doorbell Rings

Squaring shoulders, Peter tried, "Hi! I'm your son." No that was too direct. "Hello sir, did you know Madeline Hoffman? "......... Finish the story in Tales in Teacups ©Vivian Zems Friday Fiction with Rochelle Image by Dale Rogerson

I Am Many

I was born in one place, grew up in another and now live in another. And yet, I'm of- again- another. Where does that leave me? What memories do I dredge up when thinking of my hometown? I'll tell you-... Continue Reading →

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