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Five Sentence Fiction – Hunger

Five Sentence Fiction – Hunger

*warning: explicit content (violence, no nudity)

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He pulled the knife out of her side; the sound of metal on bone satisfied him. She looked at him and back at the growing stain, then fell to her knees with a gasp.

“Don’t FUCK with me,” he emphasized *fuck* as he kicked her down with his size 14 boot. Stepping over her, he put his foot on her forearm and pulled the trinket from her weakening fingers. “You wanted to know how bad I wanted it,” he said, panting and pushing sweaty hair out of his face, inspecting his prize, “I would do much more than this.”

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Author’s Notes

I wrote two stories quickly but they weren’t grabbing my attention, so I decided to go straight to the action, and here’s how it spilled out of my brain. Mostly. Okay, I did edit. A little. But then I was all, “Hey, if you’re not pissing somebody off, you’re not trying hard enough,” and left the violence and swearing in it.

6 thoughts on “Five Sentence Fiction – Hunger”

  1. Thanks for the comments! Honestly, I thought people would be put off from something a bit more intense, but I guess I was wrong (and pleasantly surprised).

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