Tag: EXTRAMARITAL AFFAIR

neelwrites/abadeyes/SPF/fiction/shortstory/flash/200words/06/11/2017

by neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS

Sunday Photo Fiction – November 5th 2017 Hosted at https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2017/11/05/sunday-photo-fiction-november-5th-2017/ A BAD EYE By Neel Anil Panicker Roy Mathews narrowed his eyes and peered into the viewfinder. Inside, the pupils of his eyes dilated as image after image assailed his senses. A good three minutes later he extricated himself and half stumbling, fell onto his swivel chair. … Continue reading neelwrites/abadeyes/SPF/fiction/shortstory/flash/200words/06/11/2017

neelwrites/alotisbrewing/spf/fiction/200words/28/08/2017

by neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS

Sunday Photo Fiction – August 27th 2017 August 27, 2017 A LOT IS BREWING © Dawn Miller By Neel Anil Panicker get the InLinkz code Seema cursed herself for having worn a knee length skirt. Her feet hurt as she sat, shoulders hunched, bare legs scratching against the rocky undergrowth. Unmindful, her eyes scanned the horizon, … Continue reading neelwrites/alotisbrewing/spf/fiction/200words/28/08/2017

neelwrites/rockingtheboat/FFfAW/fiction/25/07/2017

by neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS

FFfAW Challenge-Week of July 25, 2017 Hosted at https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2017/07/24/fffaw-challenge-week-of-july-25-2017/ ROCKING THE BOAT This week’s photo prompt is provided by Louise with The Storyteller’s Abode. Thank you Louise! By Neel Anil Panicker Some people are genetically programmed to self destruct. Take Michael Gonsalves for instance. Friend, savior, benefactor, altruist__ Micky was all this and then some more. … Continue reading neelwrites/rockingtheboat/FFfAW/fiction/25/07/2017

neelwrites/SPF/fiction/200words/18/04/2017

by neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS

A Deathly Affair  (200 words) Photo © Jade M Wong By Neel Anil Panicker  The twelve metronomic chimes of the clock on the opposite wall didn’t stir Michael. His body lay slunk on the sofa, puny legs sprawled on the bed as if orphaned from the rest of his frail body, the eyes__half dreary, their … Continue reading neelwrites/SPF/fiction/200words/18/04/2017