Mona Lisa Smile #WritingChallenge

Week 37! 😉

Felicia Denise, Author

Rainy Day

52-Week Writing Challenge: Week 37
Flash Fiction: Word prompt – Mona Lisa smile

His chair was empty and cold just like the coffee he hadn’t drunk.

She stared at the cup of coffee, unblinking and unmoved, the Mona Lisa smile still gracing her face.

She tried to remember the words he’d said. Something about ‘not working’, ‘better as friends’, and ‘he’d met someone.’

He had said more, but she wasn’t listening.

She was remembering.

When he said he loved her.

When he said she was the one.

When he asked her to marry him and slipped the ring on her finger.

She looked down at her hand, the ring still in place, heavy and laborious.

He told her to keep it and remember the good times.

Good times?

Instead, she remembered when he said he had to work late and turned off his phone.

She remembered him canceling their weekend…

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“Hunted (A Jonathan Harker Novel)” by Christopher Draven

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Title: Hunted: A Jonathan Harker Novel

Author: Christopher Draven

Genre: Paranormal Thriller / Urban Fantasy

Slinging Spells with Broken Ribs Isn’t Easy

Jonathan Harker, mage and life-long demon hunter, wakes to find himself tied to a chair and severely wounded. His captor, a demon in service to a summoner who wants Harker alive.

Armed with impossibly powerful magic and a gang of demon toughs, the summoner has snared Harker in a deadly trap. Nothing is ever easy, and being new in town has left Harker with few allies. However, with help from a Fortune-Teller named Clover and a self-described “Kitchen Witch” named Momma Dee, Harker fights back.

To prevail, Harker must walk unprepared into a pit of demons and black magic – and come out alive on the other side.

Author Bio

Christopher DravenChristopher Draven has worked as an instructional designer, newspaper journalist, and ghostwriter.

One soggy Monday morning, he committed to leaving behind the soul-stealing work of corporate puppetry and escaped to a meadow where he could concentrate on his passion. Since that fateful day, Christopher has focused on learning the craft of fiction.


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“Lilliana Jones and the Temple of Groom” by Rich Amooi

On sale in the US and UK for only $0.99 thru 9/20!. Escape to Italy for some fun! 😀

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When her best friend stages a love-life intervention with a psychic at a Chinese restaurant, Lilly Jones suddenly finds herself flying to Rome in search of her future husband. The only thing separating Lilly from true love is the fear of flying, lactose intolerance, a scandal with the Pope, and the sexy Italian she meets on the plane.


“The Quest for Óg” by Camille Caliman #BlogTour

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The Quest for Og coverTitle: The Quest for Óg

Author: Camille Caliman

Genre: YA Fantasy

Sadira awakens to her caravan being clutched by flames, with her in it. She manages to escape, only to be stared down by a giant. In Sadira’s mind, her day is going to end horribly before it even starts. To her surprise, the giant puts out the fire. However, his heroism doesn’t come without a price. As a favor for putting out the fire, he asks her to help him revert back to the human he once was.

This task doesn’t faze her until he utters one word…Kappa. A word she never thought she’d have to hear again.

In a world that blends Celtic and Japanese myth and culture, Sadira and Óg face their pasts while trying to reclaim the lives they once had. When evil fueled Kappa are pulling the strings, who knows what troubles they will uncover.

Book Excerpts

Excerpt 1:

“No!” I scream.

I squirm and elbow him in the chest. He seems unfazed and even amused by it. I end up biting his hand and he howls in pain. I stomp on his stomach just to make sure he’s down. Quickly, I tie the ofuda to my tambourine, run as fast as I can and jump off the cliff headfirst after Óg.

I bring my arms closer to my body so that I can reach him faster. He seems to be knocked out for some strange reason. As the tree tops get closer, I wrap my legs around his thumb and shake my tambourines. I sure hope this works.

Óg finally wakes up and I breathe a sigh of relief. He touches the wet cloth which was one of my blankets. It’s amazing how a blanket that covered my whole body and then some, can only cover his forehead. He turns to me and smiles.

“What did I do in a past life to get such a beautiful maiden to take care of me?”

“Glad to see that you’re better. I was so worried that the poison had fully taken you over.”

“Poison?” His eyes widen and he sits upright. “That’s right, those little ingrates tied my feet. Then they took you, I fell and that’s all I remember.”

“I examined the rope and it seemed to be woven with a poison. I checked my book and I’ve never heard of it before. A Hefflin poison?”

“There is definitely something going on here. That’s a poison only effective on giants. Someone knew that I was with you.”

“But how? We’ve only just met.”

“I know. Not only is that poison suspicious, but this whole entire altercation. Clurichauns are only used when someone wants to be dirty, but have clean hands.”

“Yeah, my troupe used to warn me about them. They said that they are delivery men that only work for ale kegs. Their work is quick and untraceable.”


Excerpt 2:

“She held me up in a cramped room on the second floor, I mean cramped for a giant. I think it might have been her attic. It smelled like old hair and dusty wizard farts. I know it sounds ridiculous, but it’s the most accurate thing I can describe it as. On a serious note, every night she came and showed me all the horrible things that happened to you that day. She also kept me bound with magic and barely fed me.”

I lay down and body hug his hand. “I am so sorry you had to go through all that. It must have been horrific. Let’s get to this safe house so you can eat your fill.”

“That would be wonderful. The most horrific part, however, was watching you get knocked around, get injured and get ambushed. I nearly died when that imposter had a blade to your neck.”

“You wouldn’t have been the only one.”

We continue walking on the road the Queen instructed us to. Eventually, we get to a part of the woods that seems really familiar, just like she said. It also reminds me of what she whispered to me before she left. I wonder what Óg is hiding from me.

We cross past a tree and I look twice. “Stop!”

He stops dead in his tracks and looks at me with annoyance.

“Don’t do that all of a sudden. I could do damage to myself.”

“Fine, just put me down I need to see something.”

He puts me down in front of the tree and I walk over to its trunk. Etched into the tree’s bark is a small yin-yang sign. It’s so small that if you weren’t looking for it, you’d miss it.

That’s when I have an epiphany. This part of the woods is really familiar because I’ve been here lots of times with my parents. The Queen was right. The house up ahead really is a safe house.

If the Queen knows all that, then she must know about me. Her brothers must know about me as well. The ground shakes as Óg takes a knee next to me.

“What’s the matter? Did you see something weird?”

I turn around and cover the sign with my body in one swift motion. As much as I trust Óg, he can’t know this part of me. Not yet at least. I need to come to terms with things before I feel comfortable with that.


Author Bio

I am the quirky author of Nefarious Creatures and The Quest for Óg. When I’m not swinging wildly between asking androids for directions on the south-side of Mars or training with elves in the forest, I’m playing video games and enjoying walks among the trees.

I also write poetry on my WordPress blog called Rainy Day Cafe.




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