Written for Story Starter – Saturday Mix and
Weekend Writing Prompt #356 –
prompt word ‘froward’ – 46 words exactly

In a fit of rage, she smashed her champagne glass on the marble floor and stared defiantly at him.
“I dare you!” she challenged, her breasts heaving.
How he adored this obstinate, froward redhead he’d married. He pulled her to him, hungrily kissing her swollen lips.
NAR©2024
46 Words
This is “Fire Dance” by Rainbow
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Such a scentual story!
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Once in a while they sneak out! Thanks, CA.
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Like a page ripped out of a delicious smut book! (I would know, having read many, MANY, once upon a time!)
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Hahaha! As have I! We all need our little guilty pleasures!
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When I think of just how many I have read… I tried not too long ago. Nope, just can’t anymore!
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Noooo! They sure to crank ’em out tho, don’t they? 😂
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No kidding. Hell, I coulda probably made a mint were I to try my hand 😉
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‘Ouch,’ he yelped as he trod on the broken glass with his bare feet…
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😂 Yes! Let’s get real!
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I recognize her…
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I thought you might…
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She was something lol 😆
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For a moment I thought ‘forward’ was spelt wrong!
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We all did! 🤓
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An excellent use of the word!
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Thanks, D! This was fun!
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You pack a lot of punch in this micro fiction. We KNOW wh as t happens next, you sly minx!
😉🎶
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She leans into him, her fingers tracing the rippling muscles of his back. In one swift motion he lifts her off her feet and carries her to their still unmade bed. She throws back her head and laughs seductively as he runs his hands through her crimson tresses. They fall to the bed, feverish in passion’s hot embrace, their pounding hearts the only sound in the stillness of the night.
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Besides the driving soundtrack by Rainbow, pounding down from the apartment just above….
Mwahahahaha!
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😂
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Whoa! What a huge interesting twist. I was caught unawares, and I love it still.
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Glad you enjoyed this fiery flash, Lam! ☄️
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Oh it was interesting I have to admit. Thanks for lighting up my day.
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So passionate . Love it💕
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That’s my fiery Sicilian blood! 🔥 😂
Thanks so much, Grace! ☀️
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Absolutely. My pleasure 💕
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This story wakes you up! I honestly had never encountered the word “froward” before. Nor the song either. Don’t think I’ll be singing along with it. Or dancing along with it. 😉
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This is from my Danielle Steel Compilation.😂 Not my usual style of writing but I see why this genre sells!
Froward was unfamiliar to me as well; thank goodness for my Mac’s built-in dictionary. I can add that to my TTotT List next week. 😊
The song is one of Rainbow’s lesser known, with Joe Lynn Turner on lead vocals; I have neither sung nor danced to this song. 😂 It’s a good album, though.
Happy Sunday, Sighs! ☀️
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aaaw….I think 🤭
it’s a sweet ” fire dance” , Nancy ✨
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Haha! 😂
When it’s 1AM and I have a story starter like that, a 46-word limit and an unfamiliar prompt word …. this is the result!
Did I mention it was 1AM? 😵
Thanks, Destiny 😀
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lol, very much enjoyed…1am seems a great time, Nancy…for these fire dances 🤭😁
my pleasure 🤍
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You’ll get no argument from me❣️ 😉
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😂👌
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Ooh. Hot 🥵
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Sì, molto caldo! 🔥
Thanks, Sadje 😀
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Most welcome
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