Tyrannosaurus Rex-153-04-april-24th-2016

NOTE: If anyone is interested, there’s a literary magazine, CQ INTERNATIONAL, that started a short story competition in the last issue. There’s going to be the second competition. The magazine is online and free. The entry for the competition is also free. The winner’s story is published in the next edition. The magazine is published in the UK, and the editor is Paul White. The link is as follows: http://shoutout.wix.com/so/5LGgR6hs

This story was written for Sunday Photo Fiction–April 24th, 2016. Each week the host, Al Forbes, provides a picture prompt. The challenge for each member of the group is to write an original story or poem with no more than 200 words and inspired by the prompt.

To read the other stories written by group members, just click on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link to the other stories this week is as follows:


Genre: Prehistoric Fiction

Word Count: 4+198=202 Words


The massive Tyrannosaurus hid in the tall growth, her mate nearby. They watched the unaware, ravenous Hadrosaurids munching on vegetation, their duck-like bills opening and closing on the tender plants. Back at the nest was a young rex, also dependent on a successful hunt.

Her mate moved first. He sprang forward. She followed. The terrified warning cry of the Hadrosaurids thundered–too late. Each rex grabbed a plant eater by the neck and wrestled them to the ground.  The herd took off and galloped across the plain, dependent on numbers and tremendous speed for safety.

The female ripped a huge mouthful from her kill’s bone and headed back to the nest. Her mate watched over the remainder as he gorged.

At the nest, she dropped a dripping mouthful near  the baby and started to eat. Following her example, he bit in, ripped a small piece off, and started to chew. He’d done this before.

She turned, left the baby, and ran back to the main kill. Her massive head lowered, she started to repeatedly rip the lukewarm flesh, her sharp, strong teeth grinding bone and meat into one mass. It slid down her throat to fill an empty stomach.




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  1. Thanks, Lyn. Yes, it was a brutal world. There were only two kinds of animals, the hunters and the hunted. If men were that way, the vegetarians would have to be extremely watchful. I’m so pleased you liked the story. 😀 — Suzanne


    • Thanks, Diana. I figured the Tyrannosaurs didn’t make neat kills. I think we can all be glad we weren’t there at the time. I wanted to keep interest going and didn’t have dialogue to work with. In “Jurassic Park”, one ate a man. 😀 — Suzanne

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    • Thanks, Shiva. I’m so pleased you liked the story. I intend to start sending out short stories that are a bit longer than this. I’m going to send one to the magazine I mentioned above this story. You have a nice day and a great weekend. 🙂 — Suzanne


    • Thanks, Robert. I’m so pleased you liked the story. I guess I should have given a warning about the brutality, but dinosaurs will be dinosaurs and I didn’t have dialogue to work with. 🙂 — Suzanne


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