challenge

Love. Lust.

I have recently been contemplating the ideas of Love and Lust: their similarities, their differences, and how they can at times be interchangeable. They can coincide with each other, or they can be vehement enemies. The possibilities have had my mind reeling for days. The Challenge: Write a Ficly about how Love and Lust play with each other. You have one month. No rules. No guidelines. Love. Lust. Lehhgo! P.S.- Be sure to mark stories "mature" if necessary.

From the Ficly archive

Challengers

10 entries
  1. Lying for Love

    Author: ItsMeChristina

    They sat among the bar stools sipping gin and tonics. His eyes were very boyish, as he began to recite his well rehearsed speech. “Victoria, I can not continue…

    May 31, 2012 · Ficly archive (1)

  2. Envy

    Author: helig

    Lust sat there, stewing, her youthful lips drawn into a pout. Crossing her legs daintily, she let the let the pointed end of her stiletto brush the floor…

    May 27, 2012 · Ficly archive

  3. Torn

    Author: Emilou

    He’s the guy I dream about 24/7. His face is the face of every love interest in every romance novel I’ve ever read. The mere mention of his name makes my heart…

    May 27, 2012 · Ficly archive (1)

  4. Two Faces; One Coin

    Author: Lighty

    Some people think we don’t belong together, but they don’t know us. Not really. They don’t know me. Our arms are linked, you are held close to my side, your…

    May 24, 2012 · Ficly archive (1)

  5. A Different Place

    Author: lostforwords

    Love turns to Lust and, with her heart full, declares, “You complete me!” Lust smiles at her knowingly, “With you I am also complete, but without you I can…

    May 24, 2012 · Ficly archive

  6. What Are You Really Seeking?

    Author: memento

    Lust keeps my pants down and my walls built high, leaving me focused on how and not why I should do or pursue my impulses and whims. Reasons aren’t given. I…

    May 24, 2012 · Ficly archive (2)

  7. Gate-crashing

    Author: Fox amongst wolves

    Love sat, cross legged on a thick rug in front of the blazing fireplace of my mind. There she sat, bare toes wriggling in the plush strands as she eyed Lust…

    May 24, 2012 · Ficly archive (1)