Six Sentence Sunday: Saint Valentine

Kneeling down so he could get a better look, Kynan studied the Reliquary encased there. Saint Valentine's remains were hidden in there, along with a vial of his blood and a few other relics. Kynan wished he could get a good look at them.

"It's kind of gross, when you think about it," Michael whispered, squatting beside him.

"I think it's cool," Kynan replied. "He used to be my favorite saint."

Six Sentence Sunday: Sacred Ring

In Sacred Ring, Kynan Murphy and his two friends sneak out early in the morning to go search for the sacred ring they believe has special powers. Kynan and Michael are just realizing how unprepared for the trip they are when their friend Brianna shows up.


Before he could answer, Brianna hailed them from across the street. And, of course, she was fully decked out in her heavy coat, a hat, scarf and warm gloves. She strode across the empty street toward where they stood under the street lamp. "I brought some snacks and water for later. One of you guys wanna carry one of these backpacks?" Must be nice to think of everything.


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Six Sentence Sunday: Work in Progress

“I don’t wanna ask. Did you see how mad he was?” Kynan begged off too.

            “Geez. Gotta do everything, don’t I?” Brianna rolled her eyes and stepped out of the alcove, looking both ways to see where the priest went.

Six Sentence Sunday: The Parting Gift

“I’m… um, I’m sorry, Captain. I’ve been staying in your
room.” He glared at her, allowing his indignation to reflect in his
glacial stare. “It’s just that it’s close to his, and sometimes he needs
me during the night.”

A slow, meaningful smirk rippled across his lips. “Of course
he does.”


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Six Sentence Sunday: Work in Progress

A six sentence sample from the Valentine's Day story I'm working on right now:

Michael’s eyes grew wide. “The shrine?” he whispered, his voice growing quiet. “I don’t know, Spud. We could get into a lot of trouble – and it’s a holy place. I don’t think that’s a good idea.” He carefully slid his treasure back inside the bag.