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. To reach her blog, please click here.
Thank you so much - hope you love them!
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The Handyman – A sweet, romantic short story of longing, a screwdriver, and love.
Jenny stared at her kitchen cabinet. No matter what she did or how she tried to fix it, the door to that one cabinet still hung crooked. Frustrated, after working at it for weeks, she finally broke down and called a handyman. She hoped it was worth it and the cabinet door would finally be fixed.
The handyman was due to arrive any minute. She made sure the kitchen was reasonably clean, and she hoped the worker, whoever he was, did not have a short shirt and show a plumber's crack. Other than that, she hoped he just did a good job.
Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang, and when she opened the door, she felt her eyes open wide. A young, handsome man stood there, dirty-blond hair falling over his forehead. Deep blue eyes gazed back at her. There had to be a mistake. Maybe he was at the wrong house, and the real handyman, an old, fat, hairy guy, would still show up...
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Jenny stared at her kitchen cabinet. No matter what she did or how she tried to fix it, the door to that one cabinet still hung crooked. Frustrated, after working at it for weeks, she finally broke down and called a handyman. She hoped it was worth it and the cabinet door would finally be fixed.
The handyman was due to arrive any minute. She made sure the kitchen was reasonably clean, and she hoped the worker, whoever he was, did not have a short shirt and show a plumber's crack. Other than that, she hoped he just did a good job.
Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang, and when she opened the door, she felt her eyes open wide. A young, handsome man stood there, dirty-blond hair falling over his forehead. Deep blue eyes gazed back at her. There had to be a mistake. Maybe he was at the wrong house, and the real handyman, an old, fat, hairy guy, would still show up...
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Good Friends – a touching, heart-felt story of friendship, grief, and love.
Brooke sat at his bedside holding his cool, frail hand. After months of a rapidly moving cancer ravaging his body, he was losing his fight. She knew he didn't have much time left.
"Matt," she said softly. "I'm here for you. I'm so sorry you're going through this." She wiped a tear away. "And I need to tell you something before you go." She cleared her throat. "I know we've been friends for a long time. Good friends." She paused and blew her nose. "I need to let you know that I am in love with you. I fell in love with you a while back. For a long time now, I've wished we could be more than friends."
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Brooke sat at his bedside holding his cool, frail hand. After months of a rapidly moving cancer ravaging his body, he was losing his fight. She knew he didn't have much time left.
"Matt," she said softly. "I'm here for you. I'm so sorry you're going through this." She wiped a tear away. "And I need to tell you something before you go." She cleared her throat. "I know we've been friends for a long time. Good friends." She paused and blew her nose. "I need to let you know that I am in love with you. I fell in love with you a while back. For a long time now, I've wished we could be more than friends."
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Swirls of Mist – A short story thriller of escape through the woods. Perfect for Halloween!
Cassie frantically looked around at the trees, her heart pounding. How could she have gotten lost? She had followed the path into the woods and explored a little to spend some time in nature. And somehow she had gotten turned around.
She walked a little farther and hesitated. Was she going in the right direction? A layer of mist covered much of the ground, swirling in places, making it hard to see. A sound reached her, and she wasn't quite sure what she heard. Looking around, she noticed a cabin a short distance away. Her body shivered as she gazed at it, trying to decide what to do.
A scream pierced the air. It was a man's scream and it came from the cabin. Her throat knotted up...
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Cassie frantically looked around at the trees, her heart pounding. How could she have gotten lost? She had followed the path into the woods and explored a little to spend some time in nature. And somehow she had gotten turned around.
She walked a little farther and hesitated. Was she going in the right direction? A layer of mist covered much of the ground, swirling in places, making it hard to see. A sound reached her, and she wasn't quite sure what she heard. Looking around, she noticed a cabin a short distance away. Her body shivered as she gazed at it, trying to decide what to do.
A scream pierced the air. It was a man's scream and it came from the cabin. Her throat knotted up...
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Rescue – A suspenseful sci-fi short story of a daring rescue at a lunar space station.
Alicia stared at the special communications receiver. Why wasn't he calling? Her husband had been at the lunar outpost for four months, and he had always called every day or two, even if it was just for a couple minutes at a time. But now it had been a full week without Drew calling at all, and it worried her.
Was he okay? Was he injured? Sick? Did he need help? What had gone wrong? She had to find out.
The scientists at NASA were frantic...
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Alicia stared at the special communications receiver. Why wasn't he calling? Her husband had been at the lunar outpost for four months, and he had always called every day or two, even if it was just for a couple minutes at a time. But now it had been a full week without Drew calling at all, and it worried her.
Was he okay? Was he injured? Sick? Did he need help? What had gone wrong? She had to find out.
The scientists at NASA were frantic...
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New Earth – A suspenseful short story of war, humanity, and starting over.
BEEP BEEP BEEP! Nikki peered at the navigation panel and adjusted the controls. Then she reviewed the instrument readout -- they were back on course. Every now and then, something altered their course. There were numerous and constant variables and possibilities, and a slight adjustment was periodically needed.
She tapped her foot as a wave of anxiety moved through her. It had been eight months since they had left Earth...
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BEEP BEEP BEEP! Nikki peered at the navigation panel and adjusted the controls. Then she reviewed the instrument readout -- they were back on course. Every now and then, something altered their course. There were numerous and constant variables and possibilities, and a slight adjustment was periodically needed.
She tapped her foot as a wave of anxiety moved through her. It had been eight months since they had left Earth...
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Love from a Hummingbird – A sweet and haunting short story of grief and everlasting love.
Matthew pulled on the oars, gliding the kayak gently through the canal. He breathed in, taking the rich, humid air deep into his lungs. He loved being out here in the bayou with nothing but the gentle flow of the water, the overhang of trees brimming with fragrant green leaves, and the birds that silently watched as he eased by.
He wished Amber could have been here. But it hurt too much to think about that, and he pushed it from his mind and kept paddling...
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Matthew pulled on the oars, gliding the kayak gently through the canal. He breathed in, taking the rich, humid air deep into his lungs. He loved being out here in the bayou with nothing but the gentle flow of the water, the overhang of trees brimming with fragrant green leaves, and the birds that silently watched as he eased by.
He wished Amber could have been here. But it hurt too much to think about that, and he pushed it from his mind and kept paddling...
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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...
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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...
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