#ThursThreads Flash Fiction: “I Give You My Heart” by Margo Bond Collins


This week, I participated in the #ThursThreads Flash Fiction contest on The Weird, the Wild, & the Wicked (and came away with an “honorable mention”–yay! 🙂 ). It’s been a long time since I’ve written anything shorter than a novella, so on a professional level, I enjoyed the challenge. As a reader, I loved seeing what the other writers came up with, too!  You can check out my entry below.

And next Thursday (Jan. 15), I’ll be judging the contest, so be sure to stop by and enter–the prompt goes up in the morning and the contest runs all day!  (I’ll post reminders on FB, Twitter, and Tsu.)

In the meantime, here’s my entry from last week–the prompt was “because I wanted you to have it.”

I Give You My Heart

Gregor held his hand out, dark red blood oozing from the offering in his palm, the muscles of the odd-shaped lump still quivering in a vain attempt to pump.

“Oh, God.” Lola threw herself back against the damp stones of the wall, turning her head sideways as she tried to get even further from the strange, pale man in front of her. “Is that what I think it is?”

“It’s my heart, Lola.” He thrust it closer, and she cringed.

“Yours? Why the ever-living hell are you handing me your heart?” Her tone crept toward hysterical, but she couldn’t help herself. Three days she’d been locked in this basement, and she still had no idea where she was. The closest she’d gotten to ‘why’ was this crazed lunatic’s increasingly insane expressions of affection.

“Because I wanted you to have it.” He blinked, and Lola’s stomach twisted at his expression of earnest hope. “It’s the most important thing I have to give.”

The most important thing?

She stared at his ripped, blood-drenched shirt, the shadows hinting at a gaping wound beneath.

Maybe this could be turned to her advantage.

She cast a quick glance around the room, verifying that there really was an old, wooden barrel in the corner.

One splinter from that, and the next time he opened the door, she could be free of his vampiric ass.

She stood up straight and held out her hands, cupping them to receive the bloody gift. “Thank you, Gregor,” she breathed.

* * *

About the Author

Margo Bond Collins is the author of urban fantasy, contemporary romance, and paranormal mysteries. She has published a number of novels, including Sanguinary, Taming the Country Star, Legally Undead, Waking Up Dead, and Fairy, Texas. She lives in Texas with her husband, their daughter, and several spoiled pets. Although writing fiction is her first love, she also teaches college-level English courses online. She enjoys reading romance and paranormal fiction of any genre and spends most of her free time daydreaming about heroes, monsters, cowboys, and villains, and the strong women who love them—and sometimes fight them.

Connect with Margo

Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/author/margobondcollins
Email: MargoBondCollins@gmail.com
Website: http://www.MargoBondCollins.net
Blog: http://www.MargoBondCollins.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/MargoBondCollin @MargoBondCollin
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Goodreads Author Page: http://www.goodreads.com/vampirarchy
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