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Friday Night Drabble Party!

Oh, it is on like Donkey Kong! Welcome back to another Friday Night Drabble Party!

Can I get a woo to the hoo, y’all?

Okay, as y’all know, I have a lot going on. A lot going on. A lot. Going on. So here’s what I’m gonna do. I’m posting pics below and maybe one will catch your eye. New novel (Outpost Hell). New novel available for pre-order (Stone Cold Bastards) with a fine t-shirt giveaway. New audiobook out (Drop Team Zero). A novel that has killed it in the SciFi charts and continues to get great reviews and is available in audiobook (Roak). So much going on. Click a pic and be transported to what suits yer fancy.

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Bam!

Now, how about we get to those 100 words of awesome?

Enjoy!

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A Small Woman
By
Jake Bible

“Mommy!”

Tera sprinted across the grass, her feet slipping in the damp dew of the early morning. Her lungs burned and her calves had begun to cramp, but she didn’t dare slow.

“Mommy!”

Her only thoughts were to get to her daughter before that hatch closed. As if she could do anything against the machine that had come for the children. As if a small woman, petite since birth, could fight off the empire and take back the thing most precious to her in the world.

“Mommy!”

Tera screamed as the armored truck pulled away, spitting gravel in her face.

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: If you can read this, you are too close.

 

Friday Night Drabble Party!

Time for another night of 100 words! Only 100 words! No other words are allowed! If you are holding other words, put them down right now. PUT THEM DOWN!

Ha. I kid. You can hold as many words as you want.

Know what else you can hold? Or, better yet, wear? A Stone Cold Bastards t-shirt!

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In order to enter, pre-order Stone Cold Bastards here, then send proof of your purchase to nikiflowers@bellebooks.com. The contest is open to anyone who has already pre-ordered and anyone else who pre-orders by 11:59 PM on 2/23 (Print or ebook versions). Two winners will be chosen and notified of their status on Monday, 2/27. Contest is only open to US residents.

BAM!

Oh, oh, and guess what? Outpost Hell is available!

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Of course, you can get all this news first if you subscribe to the mailing list. Just sayin’.

Now, on to the Drabble!

Enjoy!

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Hard Philosophy
By
Jake Bible

A punch to the head was better than a kick to the balls.

It was a philosophy I’d lived by for most of my life. Hard to fault the logic in it.

Unless the punch to the head is done by a seven-foot tall, monster of a man. Fists like bowling balls. Heavy and solid. Solid enough to knock me halfway across the room and want to cry for my mommy.

Of course, my loaded pistol was better than his fist. Hard philosophy to learn for a big guy like that. I had no problem teaching it to him.

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: FAKE DRABBLE!

Friday Night Drabble Party!

Friday is here and the dawn of another great weekend is before us! Huzzah!

Before you get too cozy and settle in to read tonight’s drabble, I need to let you know that something pretty cool is happening.

Z-Burbia is available as a Limited Edition Hardcover! Check out that cover!

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Now, when I say limited I mean limited. Only 52 signed and numbered copies will be printed. This is a collectors edition, folks. And copies will only be available for pre-order for the next 12 days. I kid you not. If you want a copy, and you do, then you best be ordering ASAP!

Alright, enough shilling! Time for the 100 words you have all been dying to read for a week now!

Enjoy!

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In A Pinch
By
Jake Bible

If no other weapons are available, pasta will do in a pinch. Uncooked, of course.

I learned that the hard way. Or easy way. Depends on how you look at it.

Gun empty, out of extra magazines, my knife halfway across the kitchen, the kitchen’s knives on one of those goddamn magnetic strips all the way across the room, pots and pans out of reach, and three bullets in my right leg. Two in the calf, one in the thigh, if you need to know.

That left pasta. Linguine, specifically.

The trick is to aim for the eyes.

Job done.

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: Watch the carbs.

Friday Night Drabble Party!

Here we are again. You. Me. A Drabble between us. It’s like it’s fate.

Welcome back to the party, y’all. THE party. No other party going on tonight. Nope. Plenty of drinking and crying, but not much partying.

Anyhoo…

I hope you enjoy tonight’s 100 words. Maybe they’ll inspire you. Give you a feeling of wonder. You remember that feeling, right? It’s that feeling I try to capture every time I write. But, it should be a feeling we all bring to the world every single day no matter the job.

Bring wonder, y’all.

Enjoy.

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Pretend For Real
By
Jake Bible

“Captain! The engines are overheating!”

“Divert power to shields!”

“But, sir–!”

“DO IT!”

It had come out of nowhere. The system they were exploring should have been empty, but there it was, guns blazing and on a collision course with them.

“Fire torpedoes! Blow it out of the sky!”

“Space.”

“What?”

“Space. Not sky.”

“Why do you have to be such a bummer, Nick?”

The kid, Nick, about eight, turned around, the cardboard taped to his chair falling off as a bit of tape came loose.

“If we’re going to pretend then we need to pretend for real, Paul. Jeez.”

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: Do not become assimilated.

Friday Night Drabble Party!

Time again for 100 words of pure AWESOME!

But, before we dive into the micro-fiction, I need a little help.

Stone Cold Bastards is on the “Can’t Wait” Books of 2017 list on Goodreads. It’s hovering around #105. All it needs is a few more votes and it’ll break the Top 100 and get to the first page. This is a big deal, y’all. Don’t have a Goodreads account? Now’s the time to create one. In fact, if you have an Amazon account you should be able to use that. Makes signing up and logging in simple. CLICK HERE GO VOTE FOR THE BASTARDS!

Now, on with the Drabble!

Enjoy!

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All In The Hopes
By
Jake Bible

The swing arm creaked, its hinges not having been used in close to a decade, as Lester pulled the mic close to his lips.

“This is Lester Gomez,” he said, his voice shaky and unsure. “I’m hoping someone, anyone is out there to hear me. It’s been fifteen years since the event. Fifteen years. I finally got this transmitter station up and going. I’m using solar, wind, even a pedal bike, to power it. All in the hopes…”

He trailed off, his voice choked with emotion.

“All in the hopes I’m not the last person left alive on this planet.”

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: Booger!

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