Genre Scribes: Friday Fiction Writing Challenge #37 — Nomination

Blood oozed from the wound at Kelvin’s side as he pulled himself back over the lip of the cliff. The male-model-looking Consortium operative had impressive knife skills but lacked in the common sense department.
Snowy Hill photo by Jez Braithwaite of

Welcome to #37 of the Friday Fiction Writing Challenge! Here’s a complete list of all the posts so far. Feel free to join in.

Woohoo! Amy and Kelvin’s story continues in today’s post. (Here’s where we left them last time.) A quick word of warning, as the story grows, as does the word count of each mini-scene/sequence. It’s not too crazy, it sits under 500 words, so it’s still a quick read.

This week’s random word is: Nomination


Blood oozed from the wound at Kelvin’s side as he pulled himself back over the lip of the cliff. The male-model-looking Consortium operative had impressive knife skills but lacked in the common sense department. Though, he’d probably assumed the twenty-foot drop would be enough to finish Kelvin off. He’d have been right if it hadn’t been for the snowdrift Kelvin fell into.

Kelvin lay on his back for a moment, catching his breath. Male-Model wasn’t around, but the snowmobile was still by the cave. Meaning the operative hadn’t found the lockbox and that Amy was in danger. A heavy pit formed in his stomach. He rolled onto his front and eased himself up, taking care not to aggravate the knife wound further.

Safeguarding the contents of the lockbox was all that mattered…and Amy—not that he was going to examine that too closely right now. He ground his teeth and plowed on, ignoring the pain spiking through him as he trudged through the snow. As he neared the cave, Amy’s voice drifted from the mouth. It was tight, pleading.

Kelvin risked a glance through the hole in the branches at the entrance. Male-Model was toying with the knife he’d used on Kelvin. Terror etched Amy’s soft features. Kelvin clenched his fists; waiting wasn’t an option. He crouched low, and slowly, quietly crept into the tiny space.

“Please, I’m just the pilot.”

“You’ll be a fucking dead pilot if you don’t tell me where it is,” Male-Model spat.

“He took it with him,” her voice grew pitchy, “you should have asked him before you killed him, you fuck!”

A sharp pain sparked to life somewhere in his chest as Amy continued her nomination worthy performance while he got closer to his quarry.

Male-Model backhanded Amy, sending her sprawling onto her back. The man towered over her.

Kelvin lunged, swinging an arm around the operative’s neck, squeezing, squeezing, as he dug his thumb into the pressure point above the man’s knife-hand. Male-Model dropped the knife, whether from the pressure point or from blacking out, he didn’t care.

Amy stared at Kelvin like he was a ham, and she was starving.

Kelvin let Male-Model drop in a heap. In six seconds, the guy would come to, and Kelvin wasn’t in a fit state to deal with him. “Sweetheart, close your eyes.” For some reason, he didn’t want her to see this.

For the first time since he’d met her, she didn’t argue. She did as he asked. Kelvin lifted Male-Model’s head, gripped it with both hands, then twisted hard, breaking his neck. Before he’d even let go of the dead man’s head, Amy threw herself at Kelvin. Her lips found his as if they’d kissed a million times before. He should stop her, remind her that she hated him, but for that one moment, he wanted to be selfish.

Amy and Kelvin’s story continues »

Thanks for reading. Have a fantastic weekend!

Featured photo credit: Jez Braithwaite

How To Join In:

  • Using the prompt, write a maximum of 250-ish words of fiction. (This can be a scene, flash fiction, some dialogue, a bit of description, etc.)
  • Link to this post in your post.
  • Add the tags ffwc, genre scribes, and the genre your post is in.
  • The deadline is 6 PM the following Friday.

Full information is on the Genre Scribes: Friday Fiction Writing Challenge page.

Author: Susan T. Braithwaite

Royal Navy veteran from Scotland. My journey into writing started with a screenwriting certificate program at UCLA Ext. Since then, I've worked as a freelance content writer, erotica author, proofreader, professional beta reader, and content editor. I'm now working hard on my dream writing career: romantic suspense author. When I'm not writing, I can be found drinking too much coffee, obsessing over yarn, and planning world domination with my husband,, and our squirrel army.​

10 thoughts on “Genre Scribes: Friday Fiction Writing Challenge #37 — Nomination

  1. Judy says:


  2. Awesome 👏 Knew Kelvin would be back 😃

    1. Thank you! 😘

  3. bushboy says:

    Thanks for the next part. I was concerned for Amy. Good on Kelvin for getting back. A good kissing ending Susan 🙂

    1. Thank you! I’m hoping to add to their story in the coming weeks–if the word generator is kind. 😀

  4. Chris Hall says:

    I really like the way this is shaping up, Susan!

    1. Thanks, Chris! I’m having a lot of fun with this couple.

    1. As always, thanks for taking part! Just heading over to read it now.

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