Lynn has written and continues to write numerous short stories in various genres, which are published on her blog.
These are fun, thrilling, exciting, touching, scary, horrifying, sweet, and heart-warming stories.
Listed below, with brief descriptions, opening paragraphs, and links to the full stories are many of them. Please read them, enjoy them, leave comments on her blog, and follow her there.
Thank you so much - hope you love them!
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Blind Date - A sweet, romantic short story of a difficult blind date.
Kelly's stomach churned with nerves. She hated blind dates. She had no idea why she had agreed to this, but she had and now she was stuck. It didn't matter how handsome he was, or how much money he had, she still despised blind dates. She knew she was always awkward and never knew what to say. It was a bad idea all around, and she would not do this again. This was the last one...
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Kelly's stomach churned with nerves. She hated blind dates. She had no idea why she had agreed to this, but she had and now she was stuck. It didn't matter how handsome he was, or how much money he had, she still despised blind dates. She knew she was always awkward and never knew what to say. It was a bad idea all around, and she would not do this again. This was the last one...
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Bucket of Life - A touching, heart-warming short story of near-death, survival, and life.
Squeezing pressure. Hard to breathe. My chest ached. My jaw hurt. Dizziness flooded through me and I felt weak. I stumbled to the phone and called 9-1-1. Didn’t feel well. Nauseous. Felt awful. Could not take a deep breath. Shuffled to the front door and unlocked it. Lay down on the floor in front of the unlocked door and hoped they would get there in time. Darkness.
Surrounded by a flurry of activity. I was placed on a gurney. I felt a mask pressed to my face. I felt movement and heard sirens as the ambulance raced to the hospital...
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Squeezing pressure. Hard to breathe. My chest ached. My jaw hurt. Dizziness flooded through me and I felt weak. I stumbled to the phone and called 9-1-1. Didn’t feel well. Nauseous. Felt awful. Could not take a deep breath. Shuffled to the front door and unlocked it. Lay down on the floor in front of the unlocked door and hoped they would get there in time. Darkness.
Surrounded by a flurry of activity. I was placed on a gurney. I felt a mask pressed to my face. I felt movement and heard sirens as the ambulance raced to the hospital...
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Window to the Future - A short story of a glimpse into the future for our world.
Aliya brushed the hair out of her face as she walked up the grassy incline. She had wanted to climb to the top of the hill in her neighborhood and see the view for months now. Her breathing heavy and ragged from exertion, she was finally here. A shiver of anticipation ran through her as she neared the crest.
Looking up, her eyes opened wide and she stared at the view at the top of the hill. A ruin was there — part of one, anyway. Just the window was left from some unknown structure...
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Aliya brushed the hair out of her face as she walked up the grassy incline. She had wanted to climb to the top of the hill in her neighborhood and see the view for months now. Her breathing heavy and ragged from exertion, she was finally here. A shiver of anticipation ran through her as she neared the crest.
Looking up, her eyes opened wide and she stared at the view at the top of the hill. A ruin was there — part of one, anyway. Just the window was left from some unknown structure...
To read the entire story, please click here.
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First Steps of Recovery - A short story of courage and healing.
Danielle grimaced in pain and massaged her right thigh. It was aching again, even more than usual. Both legs ached, but the right one was worse today. She wondered if she would ever stop hurting.
Rage surged through her as her mind drifted back to the accident that had left her crippled. She had been crossing the street and was in the crosswalk when some guy who was high on something came barreling down the road, driving much too fast, and hit her. She had gone flying, and both legs were shattered, along with a fracture and dislocation of a vertebra in her lower back. If only she could take that day back and have walked somewhere else instead. But she couldn’t. It happened...
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Danielle grimaced in pain and massaged her right thigh. It was aching again, even more than usual. Both legs ached, but the right one was worse today. She wondered if she would ever stop hurting.
Rage surged through her as her mind drifted back to the accident that had left her crippled. She had been crossing the street and was in the crosswalk when some guy who was high on something came barreling down the road, driving much too fast, and hit her. She had gone flying, and both legs were shattered, along with a fracture and dislocation of a vertebra in her lower back. If only she could take that day back and have walked somewhere else instead. But she couldn’t. It happened...
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Escape - A terrifying thriller short story of a desperate attempt to escape.
The slap stung her face and brought tears to her eyes. She had to find a way to get out of there and away from that man.
“Now don’t you give me a problem, girl. You’re mine now. I can do anything I want with you.” His sour breath washed over her as his eyes frantically looked around the small room. “Don’t you even think of escaping or it will be even worse for you, I promise.” He backed up and reached the doorway. “You just sit tight now and don’t move. I’m gonna go get some rope and I’ll be right back..."
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The slap stung her face and brought tears to her eyes. She had to find a way to get out of there and away from that man.
“Now don’t you give me a problem, girl. You’re mine now. I can do anything I want with you.” His sour breath washed over her as his eyes frantically looked around the small room. “Don’t you even think of escaping or it will be even worse for you, I promise.” He backed up and reached the doorway. “You just sit tight now and don’t move. I’m gonna go get some rope and I’ll be right back..."
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Hide and Seek - A sweet and heart-wrenching short story of a game of hide-and-seek.
Benjie kept his eyes covered as he sang out. “… 6 … 7 … 8 … 9 … 10. Ready or not, here I come!” He dropped his hands and opened his eyes, taking in the back yard. His eyes roamed over the swing set, the picnic table, the big oak tree with the tree house, and a few smaller trees. But no Stevie. Where did he go?
A creaking sound made him turn toward the back of the yard...
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Benjie kept his eyes covered as he sang out. “… 6 … 7 … 8 … 9 … 10. Ready or not, here I come!” He dropped his hands and opened his eyes, taking in the back yard. His eyes roamed over the swing set, the picnic table, the big oak tree with the tree house, and a few smaller trees. But no Stevie. Where did he go?
A creaking sound made him turn toward the back of the yard...
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Memories of Murder - A shocking thriller short story of a killer.
Keegan stood there, staring at the chair. He had loved using that chair and he cherished what it represented. The memories flooded back. He remembered tying his victims to that chair. The red-brown bloodstains on the floorboards were still visible.
The memories made him smile. He could see the terror in the eyes of his victims when he brought out the knife. He could still hear the screams...
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Keegan stood there, staring at the chair. He had loved using that chair and he cherished what it represented. The memories flooded back. He remembered tying his victims to that chair. The red-brown bloodstains on the floorboards were still visible.
The memories made him smile. He could see the terror in the eyes of his victims when he brought out the knife. He could still hear the screams...
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The Haunted Chair - A thrilling horror short story of a haunted chair.
I stood outside the house, gathering courage to go inside. I had briefly lived here over twenty years ago. When we had first bought the house, we knew someone had died in it, but we thought nothing of it. We just cleaned the place up and moved in.
Then we discovered the house was haunted. A ghost roamed the halls, and it was not friendly. It terrorized us. There were always strange noises, doors opening and closing, lights flickering, pockets of icy cold air, and the sound of footsteps.
But the worst was the chair...
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I stood outside the house, gathering courage to go inside. I had briefly lived here over twenty years ago. When we had first bought the house, we knew someone had died in it, but we thought nothing of it. We just cleaned the place up and moved in.
Then we discovered the house was haunted. A ghost roamed the halls, and it was not friendly. It terrorized us. There were always strange noises, doors opening and closing, lights flickering, pockets of icy cold air, and the sound of footsteps.
But the worst was the chair...
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Peace for Humanity - A touching, poignant short story of war and peace.
Liam stood at the peak, gazing out over the view before him. For once, he was speechless. A sea of billowy clouds spread out below him in all directions. There were no sounds. There were no words. There was just complete, powerful peace.
He knew that down on the surface of the planet wars were being fought. There was too much anger, hatred, and fighting down there. It had to end. It couldn’t go on like this...
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Liam stood at the peak, gazing out over the view before him. For once, he was speechless. A sea of billowy clouds spread out below him in all directions. There were no sounds. There were no words. There was just complete, powerful peace.
He knew that down on the surface of the planet wars were being fought. There was too much anger, hatred, and fighting down there. It had to end. It couldn’t go on like this...
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Eyes of Love - A sweet short story with a touch of romance.
Jared stood at the peak, mesmerized by the majestic scene before him. His body trembled as he took in the layer of clouds that expanded out. Standing on top of the mountain, his stomach flipped. He hadn't been sure he could do this, but here he was. It was hard to breathe, and he wasn't sure if that was from the altitude or the extraordinary wonder before him...
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Jared stood at the peak, mesmerized by the majestic scene before him. His body trembled as he took in the layer of clouds that expanded out. Standing on top of the mountain, his stomach flipped. He hadn't been sure he could do this, but here he was. It was hard to breathe, and he wasn't sure if that was from the altitude or the extraordinary wonder before him...
To read the entire story, please click here.
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