A Sexy, Scary, Sinful Sunday

Welcome to the new Sinful Sunday Flash fiction! The rules have changed, the timing has changed, the format has changed…you get the idea. If you’d like more info before the prompts, please check out the new rules.


I’ve always been a big fan of Halloween. There was something so delicious in being scared, in the costumes, everything so mysterious and wickedly fun. (And, you can’t beat the candy.) So, I thought it fitting that the first instance of the new and improved Sinful Sunday Flash Fiction should be filled with Halloween prompts. (Don’t forget, you can also post a snippet of whatever you’re working on. See the rules for more information.)


Word prompts:




(Choose any, or all of them)

Photo prompts:






(Special thanks to Shari Slade for helping with the photo prompts.)

Use whichever of the prompts spark your inspiration. You have until midnight on Halloween (October 31st) to get your flash in!


  1. http://mythoughtsonthesubjectareasfollows.wordpress.com/2013/10/28/beyond-the-dream/
    Word Count:200 Twitter: @deana_bo. Thanks for letting me join in!

  2. Unawarebutunderlined says:

    How long does this contest last?

  3. He’d almost missed her, dark and quiet sitting in the shadows. Feeling lucky, he approached her; she flashed a devilish smile and he was a goner.

    An hour later he was accompanying her back to her place. It’d been a while since he hooked up with a stranger, and the thought of what they were about to do quickened his pace.

    Ten minutes later they were inside her apartment; five minutes after that, he was inside her. Intense, down and dirty fucking. When he was finished, he collapsed in her bed, sated. It—she—was exactly what he’d needed.

    What he didn’t need was to be woken up a few hours later by rustling sheets and the sight of his conquest floating above him; his own personal Exorcist movie playing out before his eyes. He jumped out of bed, blinking in disbelief. The crazy bitch must have spiked his drink, he thought, this couldn’t be real.

    But it was real, and he froze in terror as he watched his lovely, dark mystery girl transform into a hideous, demonic beast. It drifted toward him wearing a gruesome smile, and for the second time tonight, he knew he was a goner.

    199 words

    That was a fun challenge!

  4. @MadiMerek
    words: 151

    I am possessed by her. She levitates above me, supernatural and ethereal. But she’s the best kind of unholy—the kind that takes me down into the depths of hellish sin and carries me up to the galaxies, dancing on the stars and astroids far, far above. Her body is my poison, my inferno. I am but a lost pilgrim at the gates of Hades and she is Persephone.

    She knows not how she’s bewitched me, but she does it over and over and over again, nonetheless. We come together in flawless seduction—a seance of souls, communing. I speak to tell her of both my rapture and need to atone of this perfect transgression, but she stitches my lips shut with a single look.

    “No more words.” Her voice is a whisper, slithering on the air against my skin. “Nothing good is sinful. Nothing this good can ever be wrong.”

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