Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

Wet Rob Avi

Well, ladies!

You’re either gonna love me or hate me for today’s feature fic…probably love me THEN hate me *facepalm!*

This story is a WIP…one that hasn’t updated since 10 June 2012! The author only had one chapter left to write before beginnin’ the much anticipated sequel when radio silence ensued. Luckily, chapter 35 leaves us with enough to pretty much predict how it all ends, even though it would have been nice if she’d been able to continue narratin’ the events for us *sigh!*

So, why the hell am I even bringin’ it to your attention?

BECAUSE EVERY WORD SHE’S WRITTEN SO FAR IS PURE GOLD!!!

I’m talkin’ about an Edward more lethal than MujerN’s Ruthless and Ivory! Hell’n he’d give DurtyNelly’s Edward in Buried Among the Begonias a run for his money in the Crazy Town department LOL!

It’s simply not to be missed!

Rob Attack

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{Did I mention it’s too mature for FFN so it’s only available on TWCS?!}

http://www.twcslibrary.net/viewstory.php?sid=766

Categories: Canon Pairings, Twilight, All Human
Characters: Bella/Edward
Chapters: 35 Table of Contents
Completed: No  Published: 23 Feb 2010   Updated: 10 Jun 2012

**WARNING – THIS STORY CONTAINS VIOLENCE, SEXUAL MATERIAL, OFFENSIVE LANGUAGE AND OTHER CONTENT THAT MAY DISTURB SOME PEOPLE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.**

Edward Cullen is the leader of The Clan, a fierce and deadly group of assassins for hire and he knows nothing besides violence and blood. When he meets Bella, he begins to imagine that there might be more for him out there. A dark journey of love, power and death.

EPOV

I was speechless. I was furious. I wanted to kill. I wanted to destroy something. Completely and utterly obliterate it until there was nothing there.

My head was a mess.

My hands clenched into fists and I could feel my fingernails cutting into the flesh of my palms. I welcomed the sting, embracing it, letting it fuel the fire burning inside me. It felt like I was going to explode.

Let me out! Screamed the demon in frustration.

Blood. Violence. Pain. Fury. Anger. Sadness. Pity.

There were a million emotions all vying for dominance in my mind. Nothing was clear anymore. I was no longer a rational being, I was a man driven, controlled only by his hate

And I revelled in it.

“Edward?” a soft, low and shaky voice seeped through my haze, distracting me for a moment.

Who was that? I was so lost in my own diseased mind I had forgotten Bella was there. She was looking at me, obviously distraught.

The demon roared in frustration. It did not want the distraction, and at the moment that’s all she was. I could almost literally feel him trying to tear his way out of my body.

She was too close.

I wanted to believe that I could never hurt Bella, but the demon was another story. He was dangerous.

And he was out of control.

I was in actual physical pain, I was so angry. I couldn’t be what she needed at that moment; all I would do is hurt her more. I had to get away. I needed to vent this rage and let the monster inside me out.

I needed release.

And woe is he who finds himself in Edward’s crosshairs when he needs release of a non-sexual nature!

“Get me the drugs trolley; make sure there are enough stimulants. I want the knives, blowtorch, oil and a funnel. Now.”

Seth nodded and moved away quickly. I was glad for it, any hesitation on his part and he might have been on the receiving end of my wrath. Right now there were only two people in the world who would be safe around me and that was Jasper and Emmett. That was only because they shared my penchant for revenge and could handle themselves if I lost control. They were the only ones on the planet who had a chance in hell at restraining me.

Edward. I can smell him Edward, I can taste his fear. Can you hear his heart? I can, it’s beating so fast from the pain he has already suffered at your hands. But it’s not enough. You KNOW it’s not enough. Think of what he has done to your Bella. Your angel. Let me out. Let ME deal with him, and I promise I will make him suffer. He will pay for the pain he has inflicted on that girl you care so much for. All you have to do is let me out. Let me out. Give me control.

The demon crooned inside me, its voice smooth and velvet. The red haze around my vision thickened as he continued to promise vengeance for Bella. I found myself powerless and unwilling to deny the creature.

I gave myself over the dark.

The red haze completely engulfed me and the last thing that pierced my rational thought was the sound of a maniacal, crazy laugh echoing through the hall.

The laugh had come from me.

Now do you understand? This had me so hooked, everything else was pushed aside until I finished! My poor email inbox is backed up like a clogged drain with my regular WIP updates LMAO!

~oOo~

Also, we’ve had a wonderful surprise! The Art of Getting Fluffed by ChocolateSparrow has recently updated TWICE after a long HIATUS!

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9109151/1/The-Art-of-Getting-Fluffed

Like every professional, Edward Cullen needs the right tools for the job. But what happens when they just don’t work anymore? Cue Bella Swan, an expert at being in the wrong place at the wrong time. The adventures of Bunny and Fluff. Short funny chapters rated M for a reason.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Humor/Romance – Edward, Bella – Chapters: 37 – Words: 71,567 – Reviews: 4,494 – Favs: 1,823 – Follows: 3,015 – Updated:6h ago – Published: Mar 17, 2013 – id: 9109151

This inability to perform on request is becoming a common occurrence.

Jasper calls for a break and pulls me to one side, his brows dipped in concern.

“Ed, we need to do something about this, every minute’s costing us.” He knows as well as I do our production company can’t take any delays. We run a tight budget.

“I can’t help it, it’s like my dick needs to be wooed. Rosalie isn’t doing it for me.”

“I’ve got a little blue friend who can help.” From the way he taps the medicine cabinet next to us, I assume he doesn’t mean a smurf.

“I’m not taking Viagra. That shit can muck up your system.” Okay, so I’ve put hundreds of different chemicals in my mouth before, but I’ve never messed with my libido. Jesus Christ, I’m twenty-six, not sixty-six.

“You’re gonna have to do something, we can’t go on like this.” Jasper is literally pulling his hair out. He’s tugging at his blond locks like they’re going to help me get it up. It isn’t working.

“I want a fluffer.”

Jasper stops his tugging and stares at me, his mouth slightly open. A moment later, he starts to laugh.

“Nobody uses fluffers any more, Ed. That’s why God invented Viagra.”

“Correction, nobody but Edward Cullen uses fluffers. And I need you to get me one, pronto.”

Jasper starts to pace, his brown leather work boots scuffing across the linoleum of the studio floor. “Where do you think I’m going to get one from, fluffersRus dot com?”

“I don’t know, there must be someone who still does that shit.”

“Dude, the only fluffers that were ever any good were ex-porn stars, and you and I both know they’ll turn you on even less than Rosalie Hale does.” Jasper is hissing now. He keeps looking at his watch like a girl on a blind date. “For fuck’s sake just pop a pill.”

“I won’t do it.” I fold my arms in front of me like a toddler having a tantrum. “I want to sort this out the old fashioned way.”

“Now he thinks he’s John fucking Holmes.” Yeah, Jasper is definitely pissed. He always starts talking in the third person when he’s really riled up. But I love him anyway for comparing me to the best-ever porn star, even if John Holmes died years ago.

“Come on,” I cajole, sensing a little weak spot, “just give it a go. If it doesn’t work, I promise I’ll go blue for you.”

Jasper leans against the wall, cupping his hand around his stubbled chin as his lips twist to the side. This is his thinking pose.

“If, and I mean if, I do this, what sort of girl are you looking for?”

I glance over at Rosalie Hale. She’s standing in front of a mirror, cupping her overlarge enhanced globes in her hands as she pouts at herself.

“She needs to be all natural. No fake tits, just a bangin’ body.” I start to form a picture in my mind. “And she can’t be old. I want her to be in her early twenties, maybe mid twenties. No older.”

Rosalie is now watching herself shake her own hair, and the over-processed blonde locks whip through the air as she moves.

“And she needs to have brown hair. No blondes.” I’m feeling pleased with myself. I can just picture this cute little brunette, doing whatever it takes to make me get it up.

It’s like I’m one of those kids in that movie ‘Weird Science’ and I’m making my ideal woman. Just the thought of her makes me twitch.

Shit, if I can get a hard-on from just thinking about her, I can’t wait to see what she’s going to do for me in the flesh.

Gee, I wonder who winds up with that dream job *drool!*

What fics have had you burnin’ the midnight oil?

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

Night Raider

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

Rob Attack

Evenin’, ladies!

So, this happened the other day…an email alert popped up in my in-box for a new story by an author not listed on my TBR!

This bein’ her very first fic, I had no freakin’ idea how this had come about! Well, the only way to find out was to ask, right?

Me:

So this is a bit of a mystery…I put you on alert almost 2 years ago on May 20, 2014 but I don’t remember why since this is the first chapter of your first fic which means there was nothin’ on your profile for me to follow…or was there? In any case, I’m callin’ it a happy accident LOL!

Her answer:

Hi Rita01tx, thanks for reviewing!

As for having me as an alert a while back, this was actually a close friend’s account! Unfortunately, some incidents in her personal life have stopped her from writing, but after I showed her my story, she encouraged me to publish on this account. So, this is my first story, just not this account’s first story. :)

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the story and that this really does turn out to be a happy coincidence!! :)

And a very happy coincidence it is!

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11735711/1/The-Poor-Writer-s-Travel-Diary

“Travel the world with me, Bella.” Some search for love. Some search for a story. Some search for a love story.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 3 – Words: 13,231 – Reviews: 111 – Favs: 90 – Follows: 154 – Updated: Jan 27 – Published: Jan 16 – id: 11735711

Bella is in a writin’ slump so Alice invites her to New York City for inspiration! I’d say there was inspiration and more to be found right there at her hotel!

“Shit,” I hiss as I stumble, nearly tumbling to the ground. My bag falls heavily to the ground, my phone slipping out of it and onto the marble floor.

Hands grab my hips and steady me by holding me close to a hard chest. “Are you alright?”

The voice is smooth and low, and has me looking up curiously. Deep green eyes meet my gaze. They’re set against defined cheekbones and a sharp jaw, surrounded by a mane of perfectly coiffed dark brown hair. Broad shoulders draped in a crisp suit taper into long arms and large hands which are still burning holes through my jacket and jeans into my skin.

I take a deep breath and step back. “Yes.” I hold my voice firm. “I’m sorry about that.”

One corner of his lips quirk upwards in a half smile. “No worries.” He cocks his head slightly to the right and studies me. His gaze is…burns. It’s sort of like staring straight into the sun.

I’m really excited to watch this one unfold, especially as Suitwards are my own, personal brand of heroin!

~oOo~

There might be a bit of angst attached to my second offerin’ but I’m confident it’s nothin’ Bella can’t handle!

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11751809/1/Crabbing-for-Love

A lot of things happened at Alice and Jasper’s joint bachelor/bachelorette parties in Vegas. Over the course of the next 15 months a lot of things change but doesn’t come to light until Edward is hurt and needs Bella’s help. Story is completed so updates will be regular.

Rated: Fiction T – English – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 3 – Words: 3,456 – Reviews: 26 – Favs: 26 – Follows: 52 – Updated: 23h ago – Published: Jan 25 – id: 11751809

Pushing open the door right next to the master bedroom I revealed my son’s bedroom. In his crib sat both a stuffed crab and a stuffed donkey, both in respect of his father, along with a teddy bear that had been mine when I was a baby. Hell, who was I kidding I had slept with that bear all the way through college. Alice walked around the dragging her fingers along the wavy line that split the walls in half with the top half being a pale blue and the bottom half a pale green. “I like it, it’s cute.” She said going over to the crib where she picked up all three stuffed animals that sat tucked in the corner.

“What’s with this odd assortment?” She asked before placing the bear back into his corner. “I recognized Forrest from all the times you toted that thing around but I don’t get the crab and the jackass.”

I walked over to the rocker that I had put in the corner of the room lowering myself down into its cushions before answering my sweet little cousin. “They are in honor of his father. His daddy works on a crab boat and is being a jackass at the moment so the animals seemed fitting when I saw them in the store.” I explained softly as I rubbed a hand over the spot where my son was pressing against my stomach.

I watched as Alice sat the animals back into the crib then walking over to the dresser that was well on its way to being full of clothes before it finally dawned on her. “The only person I know that works on a crab boat and was around you around the time you got knocked up is Jasper’s cousin….”

1…2…3…CRABWARD!

~oOo~

Today’s completed rec has a fast burnin’, eight chapter fuse before explodin’ into an action packed adventure! As a WIP, it was a nail bitin’ wait for the next chapter so you guys are lucky LOL!

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11384869/1/Mother-Father

Raised by adoring parents, Isabella Rossi discovers, after tragedy strikes, not all is as it seems. She must trust FBI agent, Edward Cullen, to keep her alive as she learns who Bella Swan is, to whom loyalty lies, and with whom she can trust her heart.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Drama/Suspense – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 30 – Words: 110,968 – Reviews: 3,018 – Favs: 1,025 – Follows: 1,447 – Updated:Jan 17 – Published: Jul 17, 2015 – Status: Complete – id: 11384869

Bella doesn’t know the cute boy she met her first day at college…the same boy who just survived lunch with her Italian parents, is an undercover FBI agent!

As Bella bent to get in the car, I held my hand out to him. “Mr. Rossi, it was a pleasure.” This time he at least didn’t squeeze as hard.

“Mrs. Rossi,” I nodded to her again in respect and earned a tremulous smile.

“Love you!” Isabella shouted again as the door started to close.

Then all hell broke loose as gunshots shattered the quiet, the events unfolding as if in slow motion.

Felix spun backwards as his body guards began shouting out orders. Bella’s screams joined Irina’s, but her mother’s voice was silenced as her chest exploded in a gush of red. As she dropped to the ground, the men around drew guns, aiming across the street, and the man who’d ushered us into the car, slammed his hand on top of the roof. Alec gunned the Maybach out of the drive and onto the road, even as bullets pelted the windshield shattering it.

“Alec!” she sobbed.

She was so tiny and scared, and it was only going to get worse. She probably hadn’t processed it yet, but there was no way her mother had survived that chest shot.

“Baby, hang on. He’s trying to get us to safety.”

A hard bump sent the car squalling to the side, and Alec cursed as the sound of more bullets hit the car from behind. The squealing of tires precipitated another direct hit and the vehicle lurched to the side again. Leaning up far enough to see over the back seat, I saw a suburban tailing us. Someone was determined to get to Bella.

I sat up, leaning over to the front seat. I shouldn’t have, because the next jar caused me to lurch to the side, hitting my head against metal. Bella screamed, and I saw stars. Feeling the warm flow of blood down my face, I swiped it away. Alec was worse off. I’d gotten a glimpse of the blood splattered across the front area.

“Alec. Give me a gun!” Gone was my frat boy voice. The game was up. Someone was trying to kill Bella, and since I knew the FBI wasn’t that stupid, it meant that another enemy had surfaced. We were going to die if we didn’t do something.

Something in my voice must have conveyed the change, because Alec looked back into the mirror, his eyes widening. He flipped a Glock over the divider as he went into another curve. Unfortunately, the SUV chasing us hit at the exact moment, and the momentum carried the car over onto its side.

The screech of metal against pavement, glass shattering, and more gunfire filled the air as Bella and I went flying.

And that was just the beginnin’ of the runnin’, screamin’, shootin’, bleedin’ and dyin’, with some amazin’ twists and turns that will keep you rivited until the end!

~oOo~

You know how I’ve been in re-read mode lately? Well, cruisin’ Content1’s author list, I remembered how much I loved…

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7423404/1/Sins-of-My-Past

Bella was left by Edward to clean up the ruins of her life after his betrayal. What happens when Edward finds out that not all was as it seems. What are the consequences of his sins and what will he do to get her back? AH TwiFanFicRecs: Top Ten October 2012; Best Rec’d on Fan Fic Fridays 2012

Rated: Fiction M – English – Angst/Romance – Edward, Bella – Chapters: 89 – Words: 465,907 – Reviews: 11,252 – Favs: 3,246 – Follows: 2,301 – Updated:Feb 10, 2015 – Published: Sep 30, 2011 – Status: Complete – id: 7423404

If you remember this boardroom scene, you’ll understand why this is a “must read / reread!”

“Mr. Cullen, I apologize, but there is a young lady here, and she insists on seeing you.”

Emmett snorted something like “take a number” under his breath with disgust. He didn’t appreciate my haphazard approach to sex. He thought I needed to find someone to settle down with. He, of course, knew why that was impossible for me.

Her face remained professional. “She indicates that she is your daughter.”

That brought another round of comments from the table. I’d had numerous “children” show up over the years, egged on by the stupid mistakes in women I’d indulged in and their greed. After the first years, I’d been smart enough to use condoms, buying only the best ones, hoping that I’d never have the whole “broken one” episode. Luckily, all the imposters had turned out not to be mine. At least the latest episode attached to my indulgences had my mom glaring at me for something other than the outburst with the hospital administrator. She loved me, there was no doubt, but my refusal to speak about the things that haunted me worried her. She knew my sexual liaisons were just one of the ways I buried the pain. She groaned every time the newspaper featured a picture of me with someone new…which was often.

“I’ll have security escort her out, and tell her to contact our lawyers,” Mrs. Brown said softly. It wasn’t the first one she’d had to do that with.

“Thank you,” I said softly.

The door closed and then a ruckus occurred. “I don’t care what he said; I’m here to see him!”

You had to give this one credit, she had balls.

There was the sound of a struggle, and I assumed security had arrived. But what happened next surprised us all. The door swung opened bouncing back against the wall and in stepped a ghost from my past. I lurched to my feet as I heard Alice gasp from across the table.

Bella stood in front of me, her chest heaving and a flush blossoming across her pale cheeks. Her dark chocolate hair swirled around her slim body. She was dressed in the jeans she so often wore, and the deep green of her long sleeved shirt emphasized her wide green eyes.

GREEN EYES!

My green eyes…

And, as if to add insult to injury…

We heard the sound of multiple individuals returning, and I was shocked again as a mini Jacob Black was escorted into our midst. I wasn’t the only one. Only Jasper and Rosalie were oblivious to the connotation. He silently observed us in a manner so similar to his father. There was only a slight difference in the structure of his face, but he was Jacob’s son.

How apropos that Jacob’s son would be my daughter’s boyfriend. It kept getting better and better. He and I were going to have to have a little talk. A big talk.

My love for this fic is HUGE!

What fics do you absolutely love?

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

nightraider240x320121

 

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

AVI_wet rob

Evenin’ ladies!

Anybody else get a secret kick out of watchin’ burned out Bella implode after Edward leaves? *raises hand!*

And how do we feel about a candy sweet Bella with a soft center who melts for a shy, geeky {but gorgeous, of course} Edward? Yeah, I enjoy those…especially the ones with a Nightingale complex LOL!

At the same time, a gun totin’, take no shit Bella absolutely makes my day LMAO! *fist pump!*

So I have one of each for you today, startin’ with…

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6719390/1/What-if-I-Told-You

After nearly a year, Bella finally finds a number for the Cullens in Ithaca, New York. A last minute invitation to a reunion bash at Mike Newton’s, though, leaves Bella drunk, alone, and holding a cell phone. Will a stupid mistake bring them together?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Hurt/Comfort/Romance – Edward, Bella – Chapters: 14 – Words: 69,457 – Reviews: 1,120 – Favs: 1,129 – Follows: 1,015 – Updated: Dec 31, 2012 – Published: Feb 6, 2011 – Status: Complete – id: 6719390

Bella’s drunken conversation with Carlisle is hilarious!

“Cullen residence,” a melodic and comforting voice answered. He sounded just as she remembered.

“Hello, Cullen Residence,” the voice said again. Bella giggled more, realizing how formal he sounded. He probably had caller ID and knew it was her.

“Helloooo!” she answered, the sing-song sound of her own voice sending her into a fit of laughter.

“Bella, where are you? Are you alright?”

“I’m in Mike Newton’s pantry. Where are you?” Another fit of laughter overtook her.

Carlisle began to answer, but Bella stopped him mid-sentence. “I’m fiiiine, Carlisle, don’t you worry. Did you know that the Jolly Green Giant is almost naked? On a freakin can of vegetables!”

Carlisle couldn’t find any humor in Bella’s comment, not considering the state she was obviously in. To him, the most important thing was finding out if she was safe or not. “I wasn’t aware of that, Bella. Now, can you tell me what’s going on?”

“You know, you’re just hot! I’ve always thought…your hair is like, so perfect, and your body…you’re just so…so…hot!” She laughed and fanned herself. Her cheeks flushed and she thought about Edward, his hands, his lips and…she just told her his father… “Oh shit…I mean, shoot, I’m sorry, Edward…I mean, Carlisle. Shit!”

“Bella, you’re confused. This is all very normal. You must understand the changes alcohol produces in your body when…”

She hiccuped and then giggled. “You said boobie.”

“I said ‘body,’ Bella,” he clarified. The peanut gallery behind him was already having trouble reigning in their laughter.

Bella laughed louder. “No, you didn’t! You said boobie! Carlisle Cullen said boobie!”

He smiled, but sighed. “Bella, please.” He could hear laughter behind him, and fearing Bella might become emotional if she knew she was being broadcasted, he spoke softly and admonished his audience. They were begging him to put her on speakerphone, but he shook his head.

Until it’s not…

She laid the phone at her side as she clutched her knees close, holding in the pain that burned through her chest. They were calling her name. She could hear them, all of them, but she didn’t have the strength anymore. Why had she called?

Why had she ever thought this was a good idea?

Then something dawned on her. She picked up the phone slowly, praying she was wrong. “Is he there? Please, tell me he’s not.”

Silence followed. For minutes, no one spoke; Bella held her breath. There was shuffling and whispers, but then, just nothing. Without warning, a long broken sob pierced the silence.

“I’m here, Bella.”

And then her whole world broke apart.

Just so you know, Bella tears each and every Cullen a new one before the dust settles!

Oh, and this Charlie says fuck…a lot LMAO!

~oOo~

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11724402/1/After-Hours

A late, anxious patient. A compassionate nurse. What happens when comfort becomes something else?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Hurt/Comfort – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 4 – Words: 10,547 – Reviews: 851 – Favs: 823 – Follows: 1,263 – Updated:Jan 20 – Published: Jan 10 – id: 11724402

After Hours is the latest jewel in Edward’s Eternal’s crown of fabulous fics!

I glanced at my watch. He’d been in there for over thirty minutes. Usually, they were done in about twenty minutes or less.

What was taking so long?

I went down the hall, pausing outside the door. There were no noises coming from the room, the lights were on; no movie was playing. I knocked gently, waiting until I heard his quiet voice telling me to come in.

He was sitting on the edge of the table. He had changed into scrubs. His chest was bare, the light gleaming off his skin. A dusting of coppery-colored hair was scattered on his chest and arms; the color lighter than the bright bronzy-red on his head. A magazine was beside him, closed, his glasses sitting on the cover and his posture dejected. One hand was in his hair tugging away.

I shut the door and moved over to him. “Edward,” I began in a soft voice, pulling his hand from his poor hair. “Are you okay? Maybe you want to reschedule?”

His hand grasped mine like a lifeline. His eyes spoke volumes. Worry, sadness and pain-filled green met my gaze.

“Can I call someone for you?” I murmured, holding his hand tight.

He shook his head. “I have a lump,” he whispered, looking down at his crotch.

“They’re going to remove it, and there might be, um, side effects.” He drew in a deep breath and suddenly started speaking so fast I could barely keep up. “I want kids. I want a family. I want a wife and house and everything everyone else has. This might be my only chance if something happens, but I can’t seem to do it. Nothing is working!” By the end of his little diatribe, he was almost shouting. “I can never do anything right!”

“Hey.” I stepped forward, hating his distress. “It’ll be fine. You’re putting too much pressure on yourself. Reschedule and come back another time, before your operation. You can make the arrangements to do this is the privacy of your own home, as well.” I smiled encouragingly at him. “Lots of men do that. This isn’t the most, ah, stimulating environment.”

His eyes were wide and panicked. I wanted to stop the panic and make him feel better. I buried my hand into his hair, caressing the tortured strands gently. Closing his eyes, he leaned into my touch with a soft sigh, and my heart contracted at his sudden vulnerability. He seemed so…lost.

I shook my head. I was acting even more unprofessionally than before. I began to withdraw my hand and step back when his eyes flew open. “No! Please!”

Suddenly, I was enveloped in his arms. His embrace was firm, and he held me tight.

My arms wound around him, holding just as secure. Somehow, I sensed this was what he needed. For a minute, we were quiet as he stayed locked in my embrace, his head resting on my chest. I felt the dampness of tears against my skin and I drew back, lifting his head. His eyes stared at me, guileless and open.

“I’m scared, Bella,” he confessed. “I’m sorry to do this. But I’m scared.” He shuddered out a deep breath. “And I’m all alone.”

My hands tightened on his shoulders, his skin bare and tense under my fingers. Our eyes held as the air around us changed. The clinical room melted away and all that remained was him. Me. His warm skin and my suddenly fast heartbeat.

“Edward,” I breathed. “It will be okay. I promise.”

That “all alone” just killed me *whimper!* Bella, too, which brings her to his room after his operation!

He shifted with a sigh. I sat beside him, holding his hand while reaching up with my free one to run my fingers through his unruly hair. He closed his eyes, a long exhale of air escaping his mouth as he relaxed.

His breathing turned tranquil and even as he fell into sleep. His grip on my hand didn’t lessen, though. I lost track of time as I sat beside him, stroking his hair and finding a deep satisfaction in the knowledge I was somehow comforting him. At one point, I shifted a little to get more comfortable and his eyes flew open, panicked.

“Shh, Edward. I’m right here.”

He smiled and held my hand tighter, his eyes already closing again.

“Forever,” he mumbled.

Then he was asleep.

1…2…3…Awwwwwww!

~oOo~

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11665991/1/Antique-Love

Edward Cullen is a shy, antique store owner with a problem. Someone thinks he has something that doesn’t belong to him, and they are willing to do whatever it takes to get it. With the help of Port Angeles detective, Bella Swan, can they solve the case and find love? Rated M for violence, language, and other stuff.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Drama/Romance – Chapters: 6 – Words: 22,351 – Reviews: 153 – Favs: 85 – Follows: 107 – Updated: Jan 19 – Published: Dec 13, 2015 – id: 11665991

Bella hasn’t had much luck with her partners but things were about to change, hopefully for the better!

“Swan! In my office now!” Captain Banner hollered, and I muttered a quiet oath under my breath as I shoved my chair away from the desk and slowly walked to the Captain’s office.

“Stay calm, Swan,” one of my co-workers advised, and I nodded my head before taking a deep breath. The last thing I wanted, or needed, was to get written up for insubordination and end up with a mark on my pristine record.

Pausing for a moment outside the door, I took another deep breath before knocking.

Banner’s deep voice told me to come in, so I opened the door and walked into his office and found a giant bear of a guy with dark hair, standing near the windows.

I knew, without a doubt, the guy was going to be my partner. I’d been through four of them in the eight months since I’d made detective. My last partner had moved to Florida to be with some girl he’d met on the Internet, two of them had refused to work with a female partner, and the other one had just been an asshole.

Banner motioned for me to take a seat, so I did, watching as the giant man turned around and flashed me a grin.

“Swan, this is Emmett McCarty. He’s your new partner. Try not to drive this one away,” Captain Banner said in a tired voice, and my fists clenched as I bit back the comments that wanted to leave my mouth.

“Yes, sir,” I replied in a curt tone as I made my way toward his office door. I just barely refrained from slamming it shut.

“Charming guy,” McCarty said dryly once the door was closed, and we walked toward the bullpen that housed all of our desks.

“Yeah, he’s a fucking peach,” I replied as I led McCarty over to our two desks that were in the corner. One was covered in post-it notes, packs of gum, random pieces of paper, and more pens than necessary while the other was clean and empty.

Pointing toward it, I told McCarty that was his desk as I took a seat back at my messy desk and began to sort through the files sitting on it.

“Thanks,” he said with a slight Southern accent, and I nodded my head.

Twenty minutes of silence went by before we got a call out to a robbery in progress. I grabbed my coat, my phone, and the car keys, barely making sure to see if McCarty was following me. I was used to being on my own and doing things my own way, so it was up to him to catch up with me.

I always hated the awkwardness that came with getting a new partner, and I really hated going into a potentially dangerous situation with someone I didn’t know. I’d have his back no matter what, and I could only hope he’d have mine if things went badly.

In the meantime, Edward is enjoyin’ his brand new antique store until…

A few hours after lunch, just as I was about to close the shop, the door chimed, and I saw a rather greasy looking man in a suit walk through the door. Something about the man put me on high alert, and I watched him like a hawk as he approached the counter and stared at the locked cases behind it that housed some expensive coins.

“I’m looking for some certain coins, well, really, just one specific coin. I was wondering, by chance, if you happened to have one or a lead on where I could find it,” he said with a smarmy smile, and a shiver ran up my spine.

“What are you looking for exactly?”

“A Flowing Hair dollar,” he said, and I just stared at him. The Flowing Hair dollar was the first dollar coin issued by the U.S. federal government, minted in 1794 and again in 1795. There were roughly one hundred and thirty of them still around, and the last I heard, one of them sold at auction for over ten million dollars. Why on earth this guy thought a small-time antique dealer like me would have one was beyond me.

“I certainly don’t have anything like that,” I told him. “The only places you’ll find that are either at a large auction house like Sotheby’s or by a private seller. Now, if you’re looking for something like two-cent pieces from the 19th century or an 1800 draped bust heraldic eagle half dime, then I can help you.”

“Are you sure?” he asked, leaning in, and I caught a whiff of garlic and coffee on his breath. It was enough to make me almost gag.

“Believe me, I’d know if I had a Flowing Hair dollar lying around.”

The man stared at me, and I stared right back, completely unnerved but refusing to let it show.

“Well, if you find a lead on one, can you give me a call? I’m willing to pay dearly. The name’s Demitri Voltaire,” he said, taking a business card out of a gold case and setting it down on the counter.

“Sure, but the chances are pretty slim that I’ll hear anything,” I told him, taking the card. “You might have better luck at a larger store in some place like Seattle.”

The man thanked me and walked out of the door, and I felt a sense of relief as soon as he was gone. Something about that guy was off, and it creeped me out that he was in here looking for a coin that a small-time antiquities guy like me would never have, and if he had done any research on that coin, he would have known that.

Well, that doesn’t bode well for our Edward, does it?

Hope you enjoy this week’s selection!

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

Wet Rob Avi

Evenin’ ladies!

There are fics that grab your attention and fics that grab you by the throat and don’t let go!

I have two WIP’s for you today that fit the latter category so put on your big girl panties and buckle up!

You’re in for a bumpy ride!

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11714401/1/Experiment-Me-This

Many people will tell you to grab life by the throat and experience it. You might even believe that to be true yourself, have even fabricated a frame of reference for it. But have you really thought it through . . .

Rated: Fiction M – English – Adventure/Horror – Chapters: 6 – Words: 11,589 – Reviews: 194 – Favs: 65 – Follows: 119 – Updated: Jan 14 – Published: Jan 5 – id: 11714401

Bella’s not happy with the situation she finds herself in…

I cannot believe I am actually doing this. I blame my mother completely. You need to let your hair down, she said. It’s not healthy to feel like you have to be in control of every situation, she said. Why don’t you save some of being middle aged for actual Middle Age, she said. I know my mother and I are Alpha and Omega, chalk and heese, flibbertigibbet and weary carer but, even though this was one of our rare conversations over the last ten years, for some reason I actually listened to the stupid woman. Your Masters is in horror, she said, why would you pass up the opportunity to feel the fear first hand?

Ugh. It’s cold here. And wet. I loathe cold wet things. I am allowed to, I grew up in Phoenix and I’m going to school in Florida. I am not leaving this terminal building until the promised bus pulls up. No way.

Little does she know what’s in store for her and the rest of the gang…

A few well placed advertisements, social media and Heidi’s charm have lured twelve isolated young people out here into the middle of nowhere and a nightmare they haven’t even begun to imagine. He wonders if the students of horror will see the obvious signs first or the gamers? It is fascinating he has to admit, wrong but absolutely fascinating.

I’m sure you WIP wussies will wait until it’s complete but the rest of us brave souls are gonna have so much fun with this…you’re missin’ out, I swear!

~oOo~

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11706505/1/The-Dark-Prince

A mafia prince wants to change the world, but to do so he must find a princess. Will the princess make or break his plans, and at what cost? Contains mafia/dark/slavery/abuse. Not for readers under 18.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Angst – [Bella, Edward] – Chapters: 3 – Words: 12,450 – Reviews: 114 – Favs: 188 – Follows: 368 – Updated: Jan 14 – Published: Jan 1 – id: 11706505

Pay close attention to the summary…this is definitely a Darkward you’re not gonna want to miss!

As he sat in his black leather chair in his office on the main floor in his large, quiet home, he took another sip of the strongest whiskey he could find. He needed some sort of courage to get this over with. His house was too quiet…too big for just him. He needed a wife – a family to call his own.

Looking at the back of each picture, he took note of what qualities he liked best for this type of thing. They were all the same, but yet so different in every way. Each had been forced into the life without any consideration for their well-being by some thoughtless person, and the man had great plans to bring a stop to it. But it would take time and careful planning to do that.

First, he had to pick. But it was so hard with not knowing any of them personally, or even their names really. Sure, he could find out, but he didn’t want to go off of that alone.

Dark he may be, but I’m so stoked that our Mobward plans to bring a whole evil empire to its knees I simply can’t wait to find out how he does it…and who helps him do it!

The last, but not least, was almost perfect, other than the fact that she was filthy.

 She had long brown hair, limp from lack of nutrients, a few bruises on her face and neck, and deep sorrow filled eyes. There was no life there.

While the other two pictures, the girls had some sort of color and depth to their looks, this girl didn’t. There was no life left in the brown eyes, and the man wondered why.

What would cause this one to give up, besides the reason she was there?

Making up a plan, he picked up the discarded phone from the table, quickly speed dialing the one person who could help.

See what I mean about fics that grab you by the throat?!?!

Which ones have you riveted right now?

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

Night Raider

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

Wet Rob Avi

Evenin’, ladies!

Don’t faint! I’m still here…another year older but absolutely not one iota wiser LOL!

Two recs for you today!

One is a classic I’m rereadin’ as we speak and I’d forgotten how freakin’ funny Bella Swan: Kidnapper by Kambria Rain is!

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5062719/1/Bella-Swan-Kidnapper

Um. Hi. I don’t really know how to say this, but I have your kids with me, and I was thinking maybe you would like them back. So yeah… call me.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Humor – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 23 – Words: 74,736 – Reviews: 8,826 – Favs: 14,599 – Follows: 3,031 – Updated:Jun 27, 2009 – Published: May 15, 2009 – Status: Complete – id: 5062719

Seems every time Edward hires a new nanny or babysitter for his son, Ethan, and daughter, Sophie, they wind up in the hands of Bella Swan! If her son, Leo, isn’t stowin’ them away in the back of her truck, she finds herself rescuin’ them from one bad situation after another herself LOL!

{Joggin’ around the block with Leo and Jacob, her police officer neighbor…}
By the time we made it back to our houses, I was ready to collapse. I bent over and put my hands on my knees. I was panting and about to fall over when I heard a familiar voice. “Bella!” I looked up to see Ethan running towards me.

“Hey kid. What are you doing here?” I asked once I caught my breath.

He wrinkled his nose. “Me and Sophie are at Tanya’s house. She’s our babysitter today.”

Oh, hell no.

Yeah, Tanya’s only in it to worm her way into Edward’s good graces…uh, his bed! So, after a Mission Impossible type operation to get the kids back to her house, Bella waits for the inevitable shit storm!

When the doorbell rang suddenly, they all went quiet. I loved these kids. I winked at them before going to answer the door, expecting to find one pissed off neighborhood floozy.

“Good afternoon Bella,” a velvety voice greeted me instead.

Oh this was too good. “Hi Edward,” I said with a slightly confused tone. “What are you doing here?”

He quirked an eyebrow. “I’m picking up the kids?” It sounded more like a question.

“Edward, you let Tanya watch them today. Remember?” I asked, sounding concerned. My acting skills had improved with age.

His eyes widened in disbelief. “You left my kids with Tanya?” he half shouted.

“No! You left your kids with Tanya. What the hell were you thinking?” I shouted back.

“I was thinking you would kidnap them like you always do!” he admitted.

“You idiot! Why didn’t you just ask me to keep them?” Acting was no longer required. Seriously. His plan was stupid.

“I wanted it to be your idea. I didn’t want you to get annoyed with me showing up so much,” Edward replied, stressfully running his fingers through his hair. I secretively crooked my finger behind the door, motioning for Sophie to come over.

“I’ve got to go get them out of there. I hope they aren’t traumatized.”

Sophie stepped into view. “Hi Daddy.”

“Hi Sophie,” he replied. Then it clicked, “Sophie!” He looked so relieved and then playfully glared at me. “Oh I’m going to get you for that one Swan.” He picked his daughter up and squeezed her to him.

I stepped aside to let him in. “On the contrary, you owe me for that one Cullen. I had to do a lot of scheming to free your children. It involved walkie-talkies, unusual code names, and a lovely young man named Kyle.”

Watch as Tanya realizes she’s lost Edward’s kids *gigglesnort!*

He stepped towards me. “How can I make it up to you Bella?”

“Um…” That kind of caught me off guard. Alright Mr. Smooth Talker, “You can call Tanya and tell her you’re on your way to pick up the kids.” That wasn’t what he was expecting, but he set Sophie down and did it anyway. I smiled and headed for the window.

“What are we doing?” he asked, coming up behind me.

“Just watch,” I replied. The words had barely left my mouth when Kyle came running out, his shirt unbuttoned and his shoes in his hand. He jumped in his car and sped out of the driveway. Two minutes later, Tanya was rushing across the street to my house. The doorbell rang. “Come with me.”

Tanya’s angry expression quickly faded when she saw Edward standing next to me. “Bella! Edward! I was just… um…”

“Tanya! I was just explaining to Edward how I volunteered to keep the children, so you could spend time with your guest. That Kyle sure was a looker,” I winked. I could be on Desperate Housewives with stunts like this.

“Yes Tanya, why didn’t you tell me you were busy? I would have never asked you to keep my children had I known your boyfriend was coming over. I’ll just leave them with Bella from now on.” His arm snaked around my waist and pulled me closer. I hadn’t planned that part, but I kept my fake smile in place.

“Oh,” she replied, not knowing what else to say. “Okay, I guess I’ll…”

“Okay bye honey.” I smiled and closed the door. I turned to Edward, “You ever leave your kids with her again, and I’ll kidnap them and let Tanya kidnap you.”

He cringed. “Sorry Bella. I guess I didn’t really think it through.”

“No shit,” I replied. “If I was tired of you, I would have told you. Your kids are welcome here anytime.”

“You’re not tired of me huh?” he said with a cocky grin.

“Your kids,” I clarified. “I’m not tired of your kids. You’re part of the package that I tolerate for Ethan and Sophie’s sake.” I headed for the kitchen.

Hell’n my stomach hurts from laughin’ so hard and I’m still wipin’ tears off my cheeks! Bella Swan: Kidnapper is a MUST READ if you haven’t already and a MUST REREAD if you have!

~oOo~

Got another lovely, red-eyed Edward for you! What? I just can’t seem to get enough!

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6691451/1/Finding-Heaven

Edward is a non-veggie Volturi Guard who’s main job is ‘fishing’ with Heidi. He likes his job until he comes across a certain ‘fish’ who completely captivates him and possibly changes him forever.* E/B *Sum inside *AU*OOC*CITRUS conts.DARKWARD

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Angst – Edward, Bella – Chapters: 31 – Words: 111,634 – Reviews: 737 – Favs: 733 – Follows: 296 – Updated: Mar 16, 2011 – Published: Jan 27, 2011 – Status: Complete – id: 6691451

We all know how badly Edward wanted to drain Bella when he first caught her scent in Twilight and how hard he fought to keep himself in check for the sake of his family, if nothin’ else. Now, you’d expect a red-eyed Edward to have waaay less inclination to resist the call of her blood but Bella manages to flummox him every time LOL!

I was about to approach a group of people who were looking over some tourist maps, when I noticed a girl walking past the cupid {a street mime pretendin’ to be a statue}. He touched her arm in attempts to scare her, but she was unaffected, which seemed to provoke him to try harder. He followed her for a few yards, and kept tugging on her hair and pulling on the strap of her purse. She ignored him until his taunting crossed the line; he grabbed her inappropriately in a sexual manner. Then her reaction surprised even me, she turned around and punched him square in the jaw. The cupid stumbled back a few steps and when he recovered himself, he just stared after the girl as she departed.

He was obviously shocked into a dumbfounded stupor.

It was rare that I was entertained by anything that humans did, but the scene was very interesting to me and I had to admit, I was impressed by the girl. She didn’t care that it was a crowded area and in the middle of the day, she just punched him hard and gave no apologies for it.

I turned back to the people with the maps, and began to charm them until they happily boarded my bus of death. In many ways, I was like the Grim Reaper leading poor souls to their ultimate and untimely demise, but it made me feel powerful.

“Do you have room for one more?”

There was no image violent enough to encapsulate the force of what happened to me in that moment. The most intoxicatingly irresistible smell filled my airways, and I had never experienced anything more alluring and desirable in all my immortal life.

I turned slowly to face the source of the sweetest blood I’d smelled in eighty years. It was the same girl who had just punched the cupid, but in that moment she had no face, all that existed was the pulsating hum as her heart pumped the luscious blood through her veins. Tempting me and begging me to pounce, her blood sang to me, la tua cantante.

Aro had told me about this in the past, it was rare but real. When someone’s blood appeals more than any other that they had ever encountered before, he called it la tua cantante, because the blood sings to the vampire. All other blood was mud next to hers, and I knew that no other blood would ever be satisfying again.

“Um, is everything Ok?” She asked, and she had no idea how drastically opposite to Ok she actually was in that moment.

“Sir, when will we be leaving for Volterra?” A man asked from the bus behind me.

I was stuck in a conundrum. I yearned to drink her right then and there, and I really didn’t care about the bystanders. But if my bus of fish started freaking out, then I’d need to kill them as well, and I’d have to start my fishing all over again, which I didn’t have time for. By killing her in that moment, I’d be risking my life as well because if I didn’t bring the tourist back soon, Aro would punish me severely.

There was no choice, I had to remain in control.

“I’m sorry, the bus is full” I said through clinched teeth. I used every ounce of will power that I was capable of, to turn away from the girl and climb the steps of the bus before driving away. Though she walked away with her life at that moment, the beats of her heart were definitely numbered. I planned to bring the fish back to Volterra, and then immediately return to follow her delectable scent back to wherever she went after I left, and I would drain every drop.

I couldn’t get the damn fish back to Aro fast enough, and with every passing minute that my craving was left unsatisfied, it grew tenfold.

But what’s Bella doin’ in Italy in the first place?

“So, Europe for the summer huh?”

“Yep, that’s the plan.”

“I wish I could go with you.”

“Jake, I’ll be fine.” I tried assuring him because I knew he was worried about me, if only I could assure myself as well.

Jacob and I were very close. Most of my school friends thought we were more than friends, but that just wasn’t the case. Even though I was older, Jake always treated me like his little sister, and he was always very protective of me.

“Things are really going to be boring around here without you,” he told me, then gave me a hug and we said goodbye. I had to hold back the tears as the magnitude of the situation overtook me, because that could have been the last time I ever saw him, or Charlie. If my mom was really killed by the monsters, then there was a good chance that I would be too. That potential threat alone should have been enough to make me stay home, but I just couldn’t move on with my life without answers.

I read so many different legends about vampires from all over the world, and they all said they originated in Transylvania. I thought about going to Romania first, but my mother clearly stated Volterra, so I went straight to Italy. My great grandmother still lived in Florence, so I made arrangements to stay with her while I questioned the locals about what they knew.

The more time I spent in Italy however, the more the possibility of vampires being real, seemed unlikely. No one claimed to know anything, and if they did know of someone who went missing, they just dismissed it and came up with some kind of probable excuse. I went to Volterra, but I didn’t find anything, so I returned to Florence. After being in Italy with my grandmother for a month, and finding absolutely nothing, I decided to actually enjoy the rest of my summer there.

My journey to learn the truth turned into nothing more than a vacation, until I read something interesting in the newspaper.

**Volterra Tours**

Come take this private tour of Volterra’s rich histories and long forgotten truths.

There was something about the ad, which made me resume my investigation.

Perhaps it was the ‘forgotten truths’ part, but I knew I needed to go back to Volterra.I had already been there once, but maybe if I actually took a tour, then I could get some extra information.

I was walking by the Uffitzi Gallery, when a man dressed like a cupid statue completely violated me. He wouldn’t leave me alone, and he completely crossed the line, so I punched him. Being the daughter of a police chief, I knew exactly how to throw a decent punch, so I wasn’t surprised that the guy backed off after that. I started walking off when I saw exactly what I had set out to find, a Volterra tour bus.

I walked over to the man who was obviously the bus driver, and asked him if there was room for one more. The man was very strange, and he twisted his face in a way that made him almost look inhuman. He said they were full, and then he drove the bus away.

Wanna know if she stumbles across Edward’s path again? You know she does! Wanna know what he does about it? You’re gonna have to read Finding Heaven!!!

And since I didn’t post earlier, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

and

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

Night Raider

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Wet Rob Avi

Evenin’ ladies!

So, what happened last week was I’d latched onto a complete fic I thought would make a great rec but wound up rather let down by the predictability *sigh!*

Of course, by the time I figured that out, time had gotten away from me; it was way past midnight and my eyes just wouldn’t stay open LOL!

This week, I’m not even gonna worry about a complete fic…not when I have three of the most glorious WIPs it’s been my pleasure to read in a good long while!

I’m so excited for you to check these out *Muppet flails!*

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11618477/1/Monolith

*Red Eyed Edward Contest Entry: 1st Place Judges’ Vote* Bella has returned to Forks to live with her father every other year since her parents’ divorce. Her emotional isolation threatens to overwhelm her, then she senses a mysterious force drawing her deep into the shadows of an abandoned graveyard. The force emanates from a standing stone. . . the gateway to her destiny. AU

Rated: Fiction T – English – Suspense/Horror – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 4 – Words: 20,026 – Reviews: 190 – Favs: 131 – Follows: 211 – Updated: Dec 8 – Published: Nov 16 – id: 11618477

Not for nothin’ did NewTwilightFan’s entry win 1st Place Judges Vote in the Red Eyed Edward Contest and I was thrilled when she expanded it, givin’ us the back story of how…oh, crap! If you haven’t red the one-shot {chapter one}, I refuse to give you spoilers!

Just know that it all has to do with the treaty forged between Ephriam Black and the Quileutes and the Cullens which came about for a completely different reason than SM gave us!

“Great Chieftain, beloved leader of the Quileute, I come to you in great sadness and shame. Murder was committed this day. I come offering justice. While your child labored diligently, gathering roots and berries on the hillsides above the joining of the great Calawah and Bogachiel rivers, a creature of the night caught her scent. He. . . No. . . I must not deviate from the absolute truth. I caught her scent and, acting on
instinct, not choice, I . . . I stole her lifeblood, only realizing my wrong when her heart was no longer beating. I offer you my life as payment for my crime. Cast me into your great fire, that I may burn and eject this evil from your land.”

Needless to say, Carlisle refused to let Edward sacrifice himself no matter how riddled with guilt he was but the alternative is nothin’ short of horrific! If you want to find out what the solution was, you’ll have to read MONOLITH!

~oOo~

Rob Attack

{Banner by Ipsita}

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8151839/1/Blood-Master

“Last chance,” he murmured, his soft voice velvety and undeniably vampiric. I locked eyes with him, shivering inwardly at his vivid red irises. I had searched him out and offered myself up to him, after all. Let him drain me. Let me die numb. \\ Tenderness, humour and passion rolled into a rather quirky adventure story. World travel/OOC/AU/M for strong language and mild BDSM.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Adventure – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 16 – Words: 58,577 – Reviews: 307 – Favs: 247 – Follows: 469 – Updated: Dec 10 – Published: May 26, 2012 – id: 8151839

This might not have been an entry in the Red Eyed Edward Contest but we’re definitely dealin’ with a wonderfully colorful, strange, eccentric, blood drinkin’ Edward LMAO!

When Jacob complains about Bella takin’ off with Edward, this is what Billy has to say:

“He’s harmless,” Billy said dismissively.

I stared at my father in disbelief. “What do you mean he’s harmless?”

Billy looked up from his newspaper. “He’s too crazy to be a real threat. When I last met him, he was with a dancing ballerina monkey asking if I could donate for a demonstration he was having against the vampire government.” He exchanged knowing looks with Sam, and there were snorts of bemused laughter around the room.

“With Carlisle working in a hospital, I’m not too surprised. The Cullens seem to have a history of being oddities among their kind,” Sam said, shaking his head.

Bella, in the meantime, is havin’ the time of her life!

Memories of what we did returned to me, and I felt the blush colouring my face. I’d just let a vampire tie me up and make me come in a fetish club. If someone had told me last year that was going to happen, I would’ve laughed in their face and called them crazy.

So much had changed in the span of a few days. Dazzling hotel staff, moving to live with a vampire, watching werewolves break down his door… and then I realized something startling. I hadn’t thought about Jacob at all last night.

Maybe it was the unconventionality of the club, or the fact that I’d been bound, but the entire night, the thought of him hadn’t crossed my mind. Not once.

I looked up at Edward, wondering if he realised how much of an accomplishment that was. I’d never made so much progress.

He was looking out the window, still absent-mindedly stroking my hair.

I caught his hand, catching his attention. “Hey, Edward?”

“Mmm?”

“Thanks,” I said quietly.

His eyes softened. He knew I meant more than the packing.

“Anytime, love.”

If you’re into crazy fun, this fic is for you!

~oOo~

Rob Attack

{Banner by LittleNudgerLove}

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10451419/1/Strange-Scales

Mere weeks before her wedding, Bella disappears. With vampires, werewolves and humans to blame, no one thinks to look to the more sinister monsters lurking just off shore. As Bella is thrown into a frightening new world, Edward and Jacob must put aside their differences to save the girl they both love. But will they be too late? NOMINATED: Fanatic Awards 2015! FINALIST!

Rated: Fiction T – English – Supernatural/Adventure – [Bella, Edward] Jacob, OC – Chapters: 56 – Words: 219,154 – Reviews: 969 – Favs: 335 – Follows: 435 – Updated: Nov 27 – Published: Jun 15, 2014 – id: 10451419

Did I save the best for last? You be the judge! This scene alone earned Strange Scales FIVE STARS on my TBR!

Seth is buggin’ the crap out of Jake to come back home when…

What the…?

Seth jolted and reeled back. A flash of white had streaked past him with lightning speed – it moved faster than even his werewolf senses could track. And it was gone as quickly as he’d sensed it – Vampire: no question about it.

Seth?

Jake jerked upright, instantly worried about his safety.

It took Seth longer than it should have to collect his thoughts. He shook his head with a snort, making a conscious effort to pinpoint the scent.

Cullen, definitely… the small one with the black spiky hair… the one that looks like a pixie.

Alice, Jake said.

Yeah, Seth quirked up, wonder what’s got her running so fast?

He’d barely finished the thought when another white streak blurred past on his right, followed just as quickly by one to his left. The second vampire breezed past his shoulder with inches to spare, ruffling his fur, and Seth whined.

He was too far from the one on his right, but the one on his left was closer and he sniffed the air, trying identifying the scent.

Too perfumy, too sweet, more sickly than the others

Rosalie, Jake said, remembering her scent from their training sessions with the Cullens before they fought off the new-borns. Why are they…?

Another white flash!

Jake followed the next scent in Seth’s thoughts. It was their leader’s wife, the one who acted like their mother. What was her name? Something like Emma… no, Elsie…

Esme, Seth said.

Yeah, that’s it.

Jake remembered the few times he’d seen her during their preparations for the newborn battle. She’d always been slower than the rest.

Catch her, ask what’s up! Jake ordered.

He had a bad feeling about this, a very bad feeling. He needed to know what had them running so fast, full-speed through the woods south of La Push, ignoring Seth no less – those leeches never ignored Seth. They took every opportunity they had to talk to him, since he was one Quileute who would speak to them with a civil tongue.

Scratch that – he was the only Quileute who would speak to them with a civil tongue.

Seth intercepted her track but made no move to stop her. He simply bounded along at her side making worried, whining noises.

Esme paused in surprise. “Seth!”

But her gaze darted ahead and she took off again. Seth was hot on her trail. With greater insistence, he continued his whines. Her behaviour had Seth worried now too, and Jake found himself, almost subconsciously, sitting up and leaning closer, as if he were there with them. Esme barely acknowledged Seth as she ran.

It’s like she’s running for her life!

Seth whined at the thought and glanced back, looking for signs of pursuit. Whatever made the Cullen’s run was definitely something to be worried about.

Where are the others? Where’s Jasper and the big one, and Edward, and-

Bella!

Seth nearly choked on Jake’s spike of fright and stumbled in his steps. He soon righted himself and barked loudly at Esme. She glanced at him then, with large frightened eyes.

“She called,” she said, “something’s happened, we don’t know what, she was screaming on the other end of the phone…”

WHO?! They barked in unison, their words no more coherent than a dog’s bark.

Though Jacob was sure he already knew… No, don’t say it.

“Bella,” Esme choked.

FOLLOW THEM! Jake screamed, but Seth was already on his way and Jake watched intently through his eyes.

It didn’t take long for them to break through the bracken, crashing onto a deserted coastal road. Seth threw his head from side to side checking for people, but the area was deserted.

There’s no one here.

Unsure what to do he looked to Esme. She had already taken off down the road to the South. Seth followed. Further ahead, he could see the blonde peeking out of an open car door. It was parked – if you call it parked, it was half way across the far side of the road with its bonnet dipped forward into a ditch – with its door left ajar, and a dinging noise rang in the air. The doctor and the little one, Alice, were kneeling over a patch of something on the beach, muttering rapidly. Alice stood up in a flash and darted along the shoreline, disappearing. Carlisle didn’t move, he only stared, frozen, out to sea.

Esme reached his side and gasped. Flinging hands up to cover her mouth, she stumbled back – a vampire actually stumbled? – shaking her head so fast that her face blurred and caramel hair flew up in a flurry.

What happened? Jake barked. Where is she? Where’s Bella?

I don’t know! Seth whined. How should I?

Alice flashed back and flew in the other direction.

Rosalie, the blonde, flitted to the doctor’s side.

“Carlisle…” she ventured tentatively.

He said nothing.

With a piercing scream that toppled Seth to his side, Alice was back.

“There’s no trail!” she cried. “Why is there no trail?!”

Carlisle was staring out to sea. “The water…”

Without pause, Alice splashed into the surf and vanished.

Rosalie stood stoically at his shoulder.

“You think whoever attacked her came from the water…” she said. “Carlisle, we’ll never be able to track-“

Esme sobbed suddenly, cutting her off.

I’m calling Sam, Seth gasped, and without further delay the young pup threw his head back and released an ear-splitting howl.

The Cullen’s barely acknowledged his call.

With a sigh, the blonde followed her sister with much less enthusiasm into the water. Carlisle, finally seeming to come to his senses, darted ahead of her. And as if on some invisible cue, Esme jerked into action and followed. All three were gone.

Follow them! Jake urged Seth. See what you can find!

I can’t swim! he protested, pawing the water’s edge with trepidation.

Do the freaking doggy paddle, just go!

Seth backed up a step, tucking his tail between his legs with a low whine. Jake didn’t have to be a part of his thoughts to see how much Seth didn’t want to do this. But he was also worried for Bella, almost as much as Jake himself. With that knowledge in mind, Seth braced himself, gulped in a breath of air, and plunged into the tide like a dog chasing a stick. Using the weak traces of the Cullen’s vampire scent, he found his way.

Seth! What’s the problem?

Sam had finally turned up. He ignored Jake’s thoughts – as had become the standard whenever the other wolves were phased. It was his own sympathetic attempt to provide Jake with what privacy he could while he had ‘his little meltdown’ as Jared liked to call it. But now was not the time or place for his misery. Bella’s life was at stake.

Bella’s been taken, Jake interrupted, by… something.

They weren’t even sure what yet. Alice said she could get no scent, Seth couldn’t seem to find one either, but surely there wasn’t any possibility but another vampire.

Was there?

If you’re wonderin’ where Edward is, he’d put off huntin’ so long Bella finally put her foot down and made him go! Believe me, he’ll be devastated when he finds out Bella’s missin’!

Now, you might think this isn’t your cup of tea…hell’n I didn’t think it was mine either but trust me on this…you won’t be able to put it down until you’ve read every word Nemma’s written so far!

Ans, as with all WIPs, I’m a wishin, hopin’ and prayin’ for updates but I’m more than willin’ to wait for as long as it takes!

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

Night Raider

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

Wet Rob Avi

Evenin’ ladies!

While I don’t often stamp a guarantee on my recs, I’m gonna break that rule and guaranDAMNtee you you’re gonna love these stories as much as I do!

Zveka68 had such high praise for my first rec I just had to check it out and was completely blown away !

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10396002/1/The-Suitor

Purchasing his own land is the one thing Edward Cullen wanted most in this world, until he met the neighbor’s daughter.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Western – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 11 – Words: 36,369 – Reviews: 495 – Favs: 643 – Follows: 721 – Updated: Nov 22 – Published: Jun 1, 2014 – Status: Complete – id: 10396002

Sparks flew the instant Edward and Bella set eyes on each other but there were rules to be followed!

“You know what Mr. Cullen, don’t even bother trying to court me, I’d rather not be with a spineless man.” As if he’d been smacked in the face Edward stops dead in his tracks.

“Wait just a darn minute! I’m not spineless. I say I want to court you and damn it I’m going to court you. If you just stop acting like a spoiled brat –”

Bella stomps back over to him. “How dare you call me spoiled! You hear me now Edward Cullen, I don’t want to court you, not now, not ever, so you can go back to where you came from!”

Charlie and Renee walk out onto the porch, after being awakened in the middle of the night by shouting. “What in the blazes is going on? Isabella, get in the house now.”

Bella turns towards her father and stomps away from Edward. “With pleasure.”

Edward follows her, and then looks up at Charlie. “Mr. Swan, I’ve been respectable, and have given you ample amount of time to think it over, but now I would like your permission to court your daughter. I’m mighty taken with her, and it would be my pleasure to learn more about her.”

Bella huffs at hearing Edwards’s declaration. “You ever thought that maybe I don’t want to court you. Maybe three days were just enough time for some other fella to win my affections.”

Edward shakes his head furiously at her. “I swear you are the most stubborn woman I’ve ever met. You’re courting me, and that’s final. If there were any other suitors, I would have words with him. Now if you all will excuse me I am expecting my brother in the morning. Mr. Swan I’ll be calling on Isabella for lunch. Thank you.”

With a slight bow of his head, Edward left all three Swans speechless. Charlie was a little taken back at being told what to do, but did like how the young man handled Bella.

Bella on the other was blushing furiously because she truly liked how Edward had demanded she court him. It made her feel all tingly inside, not to mention his words about another fellow nearly caused her to combust!

Renee Swan smiled at the whole scene, wondering just how soon Edward Cullen would be her son-in-law.

Lemme just say the prim and proper flies out the window once Edward makes Bella his wife and no room or surface of their home is left “unchristened” LMAO!

~oOo~

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6229263/1/Unplanned-Perfection

Bella and Alice were best friends, which made Bella the only girl off limits to Alice’s brother Edward. When a party the summer after graduation gets out of control, Bella’s world is turned upside down. “He doesn’t know. I don’t want him to.”

Rated: Fiction M – English – Angst/Hurt/Comfort – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 42 – Words: 382,594 – Reviews: 13,217 – Favs: 8,847 – Follows: 4,774 – Updated: Sep 25, 2011 – Published: Aug 12, 2010 – Status: Complete – id: 6229263

What Edward doesn’t know yet but the rest of his family just learned is that Bella has a three-year-old son who looks uncannily like Edward! His first clue, although he has no idea…

Yum, mom-made food is the best. I grabbed the plate out and then went to get some orange juice. For the first time I noticed a picture hanging from the side of the fridge. “Hey, ma, what the fuck is this?”

“What the fuck is what, Edward,” Mom asked with a little bit of an irritation in her voice. My mouth gaped a little at the foul language that just rolled from her tongue.

My mother was not one who swore very often. I took a shallow breath, held it for a moment and let it out loudly before continuing.

“This?” I grabbed the picture and took it over to her.

She stared at it for a moment with a blank look on her face before answering. “Uh, a friend’s little boy drew it for me,” she smiled. “It’s him playing the piano.”

Excuse me?

“My piano?” I asked tersely.

My mom rotated her whole body to face me.

“Yes, Edward, he was playing the piano that your father and I bought for you.”

Oh, she’s going to pull that card on me is she?

“Mom, please tell me that you did not let some little brat pound on my piano,” I groaned.

“Edward, I did not let some little brat pound on your piano. He’s actually quite a natural. He has a good ear.”

“Yeah, well…” I couldn’t really think of anything to say. She had said the same thing about me when I was first learning to play and not to brag or anything, but I turned out to be fucking awesome with the piano. Besides, I kind of had to trust that my mom wouldn’t let someone just bang the shit out of a $65,000 Baby Grand.

“All right, I’m heading out. I’ll be back later, I guess.”

“Okay, honey.”

Upon enterin’ the local coffee shop…

She stood at the counter waiting for her order. Wow! A few years had definitely been kind to her. She was a little curvier, but not too much. She was still slender; her firm legs encased in a pair of jeans that made her butt look edible. She had hips now and the t-shirt she was wearing was fitted, but not clinging to her. Her hair was pulled up and her neck was tilted slightly to the side.

She was rubbing it with her fingers like she was massaging a knot out. I wasn’t sure at that moment what I wanted to do. I could just walk right out and pretend that I never saw her, but that was going to be hard to do every time if I was going to be around for a while. I could sneak up behind her, wrap my arm around her waist and kiss her neck, whispering something seductive in her ear. That was my usual M.O.

Not a good idea Cullen, you stole her virginity and walked away never to see her again. She probably hates your guts and would pound your dick into the ground.

On that painful note, I adjusted myself and decided on a less aggressive mode of communication. I approached her quietly and as she was reaching for her purse to pay I slid my own bill onto the counter top.

“I’ve got it.”

I could see Bella freeze. Her jaw tightened and she turned to look at me in complete shock. Then it turned to rage.

“The fuck you do!” she practically screamed at me.

Uh, yeah, she hates your guts.

To be honest, I haven’t finished readin’ yet but OMG! what I have read so far is utterly brilliant!

~oOo~

Rob Attack

{banner by FallingSnow Winter}

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11646484/1/A-Sprinkling-of-Sugar

Edward Cullen is a busy executive, who lives for only one thing—his company. His gruff attitude and rigid ways are what make him a success. There is no room for fun or distractions. An unwanted trip close to the holidays, brings 3 huge distractions into his life—a chatty teenager, a tiny, lisping angel, and most importantly—one small, determined woman. How will he handle them?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance – Chapters: 3 – Words: 6,470 – Reviews: 574 – Favs: 586 – Follows: 982 – Updated: 6h ago – Published: Dec 2 – id: 11646484

Havin’ been a Senior Executive Administrative Assistant {aka high level babysitter} for many wonderful years, I fell in love with Edward’s right hand, Shelly Cope, instantly!

Mrs. Cope’s voice became stern. “Edward.”

“What?” I muttered.

“You’re flying to the East Coast to meet with Mr. Black.”

“I know that.”

She held up her hand. “He’s only agreeing to listen to your proposal on the condition you meet personally with him and spend some time there, at the hotel.”

I snorted. “He’s not in any position to make demands. He’s going to lose it all.”

“Not quite yet, Edward. He wants to meet you face-to-face, and you agreed to it.”

“I did?”

“I did on your behalf.”

I shot her a look that would have had Jessica on the floor. She barely blinked.

“Why, exactly?” I asked between gritted teeth.

“I have a feeling.”

Needless to say, Edward was used to nothin’ less than first class accommodations so findin’ himself stuck in the Sleepy Time Inn was a real eye-opener LOL!

I pushed on my door; looking back over my shoulder at the unlikely welcoming committee I had been sent. A smart-mouthed teenager, a lisping little angel, who for some reason I seemed to adore, and then of course…Bella.

A mystery—one minute warm and smiling, the next frowning and cool. Then, despite the fact she found me an “ath-hole,” made me dinner, after she went out to buy my requested brand of brandy instead of telling me to drink whatever shit excuse they had in the bar.

She certainly was an enigma.

And she smiled at me in a way that took my breath away.

Mrs. C was right—this trip was already full of surprises.

Astonishingly, I rather liked it.

Hehehehe! The “ath-hole” conversation with Bella’s daughter was hilarious…don’t miss it! *wipes tear!*

~oOo~

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11629901/1/A-Grey-Thanksgiving

A fun three-part Thanksgiving story as told by Christian. This follows my Halloween story. The kids are six and four and there’s a new baby on the way… Will Christian survive the school play, Thankgiving dinner and a houseful of family in one piece?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Humor – Christian G., Anastasia S., Teddy G., Phoebe G. – Chapters: 4 – Words: 24,662 – Reviews: 135 – Favs: 53 – Follows: 112 – Updated: 13h ago – Published: Nov 23 – id: 11629901

Totally NOT Twilight fanfiction…well, not anymore LOL! But I’ve been secretly gigglin’ my ass off at AshBax’s short holiday fics featurin’ Christian Grey, Ana and the kids…yes, more than one LOL!

Today, I couldn’t resist throwin’ The Grey Thanksgiving in for dessert ’cause it’s so damn sweet, you’ll crack your teeth on it!

“This idiot told my kids that their friend is going to be dinner!”

“I told them he’s going to be a nice dinner. It was a compliment to the bird.”

It’s taking all my self control not to attack this fucker!

“Let me talk to them, Mr. Grey,” Tilly says, bending over to them in a frog-like squat. Well, at least she’s supposedly a professional with kids, maybe she’ll know what to say.

“Remember how I told you it’s a special day for turkeys?” she asks. They nod, sniffling. “You know why that is?” The kids shrug.

“‘Cause they’re cute?” Phoebe asks.

Tilly smiles and shakes her head.

“It’s because they provide dinner for nice families like you.”

“Ahhh!” Phoebe screams again, now holding onto my leg in a vice grip. Now, I know officially that Tilly isn’t a professional at anything but eating and keeping the lawn on her legs, and probably everything else south of the naval boarder, un-manicured.

“Are you people crazy?”

“Mr. Grey, it’s a fact of life,” she says. “Nobody gets a happy ending just because they want one.” With that tone, I think she’s speaking from experience.

“Nobody makes my children cry and gets away with it!”

“Mr. Grey, I know you mean well, but they have to know their father can’t just wave his magic wand and make everything good for them. There are some things you just have no control over.”

I glare at her. Those are fighting words.

#######

“Sir, what are you doing with the turkey?” Taylor asks, opening the door to the SUV for the kids and I, and this bird on a leash as we leave the school.

“Don’t ask,” I say, looking down at the new Grey family pet. $5000 dollars later and he’s mine. That Del was so pissed at me, he kept upping the price; but, I’m never outbid.

It’s not marked complete but it actually is and the fourth chapter, Christian’s attempt at cookin’ the Thanksgiving turkey {not Boone, the one he rescued for the kids} will leave you howlin’ with laughter!

What fics have had your emotions all over the place this week?

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

Night Raider

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

Wet Rob Avi

You know, it really chaps my ass when Fanfiction.net bullies authors until they feel forced to remove one or more, or ALL their stories!

If we’re VERY lucky, these hard put upon authors post them elsewhere so that they aren’t lost forever!

Such is the case for today’s Feature Fic! In fact, what stories left on Corinne Tate’s FFN profile are better read on TWCS where they are uncensored!

Rob Attack

http://www.twcslibrary.net/viewstory.php?sid=9517

TWCS Library :: Corinne Tate

Chapters: 83 Table of Contents

Completed: Yes Word count: 453800 Read Count: 57638
[Add Story to Favorites] [Add Author to Favorites] [Report This] Published: 18 Nov 2013 Updated: 29 May 2014

Bella is a divorced English teacher, who doesn’t know she has a vampire in her class.

 “Please don’t push me away, Bella. Isn’t it my choice if I want to be with you? I’m not a child in the way I feel.”

“I’m not the older woman who’s going to spend a season educating a teenage boy so he can go off and remember me fondly. I’m looking for forever.”

“How do you know I couldn’t…”

” Because you’re a boy, Edward, a beautiful, sweet, confused, boy! You’ve got your whole life ahead of you. This kind of thing doesn’t work out.”

In this story, Bella is nearly twice Edward’s age…well, his human age LOL! Now, I don’t normally go for fics with a huge age difference, especially when Bella is the older one, but this fic absolutely blew me away! So beautifully written, thoughtful and jam packed with action and surprises!

Ladies, if ever there was a “must read,” THIS is it!

~oOo~

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11537663/1/Guilty-Pleasures

‘I witnessed a crime and now I am paying for it.’ Bella has a price upon her head, the police can’t protect her and she is quickly discovering she doesn’t stand a chance on her own. Enter Edward Cullen who decides to take things into his own hands when he kidnaps Bella for her own safety. But don’t be fooled he isn’t doing it for her benefit.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Crime/Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 6 – Words: 31,744 – Reviews: 105 – Favs: 133 – Follows: 277 – Updated: Nov 22 – Published: Oct 2 – id: 11537663

If you aren’t already readin’ this story, put it on alert now! Of all the Mobward fics floatin’ around at the moment, and there are quite a few, this one is highest on my TBR!

~oOo~

That’s all I have this week…I spent far too much time readin’ pdf’s but I’m just so amazed at the quality fics that disappeared when I’d never even heard of them or their authors!

Kinda glad I joined a few Facebook groups and heard about ’em! A couple trilogies well worth grabbin’ from Perusing the Shelves are…

TwilightDarkness82:

1. Training Bella: Prequel to Generational Sins

2. Generational Sins – This story is about a father passing on abusive behavior to his son and Edward’s struggle as he rebels against Carlisle and learns what it really means to love.

3. The Taming of the Dominant {incomplete but you get the idea}

DefinitelyStaying:

1. The Forbidden Room – Jasper Whitlock found much more than he bargained for when he applied to be Edward Cullen’s roommate. Why is the room at the top of the stairs off limits? Entering that room will change Jasper’s life forever. AU/OOC/AH – GRAPHIC LEMON ALERT

2. A House of Cards – Sequel to The Forbidden Room. Edward Cullen’s life is a precariously built house of cards. What happens when two of the cards holding it up are now gone? Ex? – AU/AH – GRAPHIC LEMON ALERT

3. Community Service – Sequel to A House of Cards. In the final installment of the TFR/HoC series, Edward and Jasper have finally found peace in each other. But, with Jane and Alec enlisting Felix’s help in order to exact revenge on Edward and Alice for their banishment, will that peace last? MA/AH/BDSM {haven’t started this one yet but I will tomorrow!}

And, since I didn’t get to give thanks yesterday, may I take this opportunity to give thanks to the wonderful people who run and contribute to Perusing the Shelves http://www.perusingtheshelves.com/fanfiction/twilight-fanfiction-index-to-uploaded-stories/20/ …a comprehensive depository for pulled fics!

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

Night Raider

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

Wet Rob Avi

Evenin’ ladies!

Oxford dictionaries says a hero is a person who is admired for their courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities.

To me, it’s an ordinary person performin’ extraordinary deeds under extreme circumstances!

And, as we all know, heroes come in all shapes, sizes, age and sex!

Today, I’ll be introducin’ you to some heroes who’ll break your hearts…in a good way!

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7075863/1/Through-the-Blaze

A promise made and a life to protect: Edward saves Bella from the Great Chicago Fire of 1871 and hides her from the men who murdered her parents. He is a protector, a friend, and a man who will become her everything. AH ExB

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Drama – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 35 – Words: 134,088 – Reviews: 511 – Favs: 384 – Follows: 274 – Updated: May 18, 2012 – Published: Jun 12, 2011 – Status: Complete – id: 7075863

Alone. I’m forever alone. I’m going to die here, burned alive.

Before I can sink to the ground and give in to the pain, I feel a squeezing pressure on my hand. Something is preventing my fall to the ground; something is frantically tugging on my hand, urging me forward.

Oh, that boy. The boy talking to mother…

That hand is the anchor to my soul. Never stopping, moving forward through the hell around us.

All at once my feet leave the ground.

For a moment I think I have become an angel, souring up to heaven. Then a terrible sinking in my stomach, a whistling in the wind…

We plunge into icy water, the impact terrifying in its suddenness.

Falling, not flying. He made us jump.

The current is pulling my weak body further under, my legs too exhausted to kick. One moment I am burning to death, the next I am drowning. My chest is burning, like the air is dying to escape. Even under water, I feel fire.

The boy is holding me tight to his shaking chest. We are both breathing hard and I can feel him kicking his legs, swimming away from the smoke and fire near the ledge. The exhaustion and trauma are catching up to me and I am losing control of my own body.

Darkness surrounds me and I don’t understand why.

“No! Keep your eyes open. Just a little bit longer. Kick your legs. Don’t stop fighting,” he pleads desperately.

“I can’t. Let me sleep, please.”

It takes all my strength to lift my eyelids. I look into his face for the first time. His skin is covered in soot, but something about his face sparks my memories. Maybe if I wasn’t so tired, I would remember him…

“I promised to keep you safe,” he breathes heavily. “You promised her something too. Remember? It’s time to be strong. Your mother told you to be strong now.”

“Mother…” I can feel my body start to shut down… the cold seeping through my veins.

“Be strong, Isabella. Be strong…”

And, from that day forward, Edward never leaves Bella’s side through thick and thin, sickness and health, peace and violence!

This beautiful period fic has burned it’s way into my soul and there it’s gonna stay!

~oOo~

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11482851/1/A-Father-s-Love

A different kind of love story

Rated: Fiction M – English – Family – Chapters: 12 – Words: 29,622 – Reviews: 738 – Favs: 223 – Follows: 402 – Updated: Nov 17 – Published: Sep 2 – id: 11482851

At eighteen, I became a single father. It has been a hard, well-fought journey filled with highs and lows, laughter, and more tears than I care to admit.

I learned how to host epic tea parties; she learned how to toss a football. She taught me how to jump rope and I taught her how to spit watermelon seeds. I can recite the names of every Disney Princess and she can identify classic cars by their emblems.

We survived bra shopping, wardrobe malfunctions, a horribly awkward rendition of the birds and the bees talk, and how boys have grabby hands and dirty minds.

Isabella was raised to have integrity, self-respect, self-reliance, and confidence; yet she’s also empathetic, loving, and kind. Every day I remind my daughter she is smart, strong, and beautiful – in that order. She can do anything and overcome any obstacle she faces, just as I have done.

And one day, if some rotten boy breaks her heart, I want her to know that not all boys will hurt her. There’s one who loves her beyond reason. That someone loved her first, with a fierceness which can not be explained or reasoned.

Isabella turned a boy into a man; a man into a father. Correction, she’d turned a man into a Daddy, and no other title could be more important than that.

This is our story but most importantly, it’s the story of love.

All single parents are heroes in my book but Edward shines as he steps up and accepts responsibility for his precious daughter!

~oOo~

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11278440/1/Without-A-Smile

“I hardly slept last night as it was. Mr. Cullen ran out of the office shortly after I stopped and I thought about boxing up my things but decided to wait until I was officially fired before doing anything rash.” “You mean rash like breaking out in a song-and-dance routine in front of your boss?” Rosalie snickered.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Humor – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 26 – Words: 44,575 – Reviews: 1,256 – Favs: 561 – Follows: 1,191 – Updated:17h ago – Published: May 29 – id: 11278440

Isabella Swan was, without a doubt, the strangest person Edward Cullen had ever met. If she wasn’t an excellent personal assistant – and she was – he was sure he would find an excuse to have her removed from his employment. The truth was, however, she was the best personal assistant he ever had – and he’d had quite a few. Not only was she seemingly not afraid of him like so many young women before her seemed to be, she was currently openly making fun of him. At least, he thought that was what she was doing. Or maybe she was just crazy? He wasn’t sure.

Edward was on his way to a benefit dinner, dressed in a tailored suit that he knew fit him perfectly (his sister Alice told him so when she had him buy it). When he came out of his office to say goodnight to Miss Swan before picking up his date she didn’t even seem to notice that he had changed except to say, “Have fun Sir!” So he asked her if she thought his outfit looked proper for this evenings function. She paused, looked him up and down and then – and this was when he was sure her breath would catch and her eyes would widen in appreciation – she smirked.

Smirked!

She looked him straight in the eye and said “You’re missing something.”

“Really?” He asked, turning around in a full circle like a dog looking for his tail.

“What is it?”

“A smile.”

“A what?” Which really, Edward thought, was kind of a stupid answer because he knew what a smile was. He had smiled before. Still, he felt his response was no stupider than her answer.

“You know, a smile? You’re never fully dressed without a smile?”

Edward stood there with his mouth open for a moment as he stared at her and tried to decide if she was being serious. While he stood there Miss Swan quickly rose from her desk, grabbed her umbrella and hat, and came around to stand in front of him.

“You know, the song?: You’re Never Fully Dressed Without A Smile”

Slowly Edward shook his head.

And then, to his surprise, seemingly quiet Miss Swan started singing.

Singing and dancing.

“Hey hobo man, Hey Dapper Dan, you’ve both got your style but brother you’re never fully dressed without a smile.

“You’re clothes may be Beau Brummelly, They stand out a mile but brother you’re never fully dressed without a smile.

“Who cares what they’re wearing on Main Street or Saville Row. It’s what you wear from ear to ear (ear-to-ear) and not from head to toe that ma-a-a-ters.”

Edward continued to stand in shock and watch Miss Swan singing and dancing in front of her desk.

While she sang she did this little dance with her umbrella and lifted her hat on and off her head while swinging out her plaid-stocking legs. It was like he had his own personal one-person chorus line in his reception area. When Miss Swan came to the end of the ‘a-a-a-ters’ she looked up at him with her big brown eyes twinkling, hat on her head, umbrella placed directly in front of her with both hands on the handle as she used it for balance and moved her hips from side to side (making Edward notice the swishing of the skirt she was wearing).

Miss Swan started on a series of doot-doot-doos but then abruptly stopped, cheeks suddenly turning scarlet.

It was at that point that Edward noticed his mouth was hanging open. He also noticed that while Miss Swan might be a crazed show-tunes singing personal assistant she was also, just a little bit, adorable.

After havin’ aged out of the foster care system, Bella definitely deserves to be called a hero for keepin’ her inner nerdness in tact enough to put on children’s musicals in her spare time!

Watch as Edward gets snared in one of her productions…with a little help from his manipulative family!

Hope you enjoy one or more or ALL of these recs!

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

Night Raider

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

Wet Rob Avi

All right, ladies!

Here’s what I need you to do! Go treat yourself to a decadent bubble bath, shave {or wax} your legs and bikini line, put on your sultriest make-up and fluff your hair!

Now, dig waaay down deep to the bottom of your lingerie drawer for that set you keep for “special occasions,” pick out a sexy dress to go with it and grab your highest stilettos!

Well, hurry up…I’ll wait!

*Tap foot!* *Check watch!* *Whistle tunelessly!*

Ready? Good ’cause we’re gonna be visitin’ some high class sex clubs tonight *Wicked Evil Cackle!*

OH, AND ANYONE UNDER TWENTY-ONE, PLEASE EXIT STAGE LEFT RIGHT NOW!!!

I refuse to be held responsible for corruptin’ your innocent little minds!

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11172220/1/That-Night

Edward has a fantasy that his wife Bella is going to help come true with the help of Riley and Garrett. Explicit Language and sexual situations . O/S entry for Twikink 2015. Please be warned. **** I’m going to have a go at extending this, we’ll see where it goes ****

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 64 – Words: 204,789 – Reviews: 364 – Favs: 147 – Follows: 194 – Updated: Nov 7 – Published: Apr 9 – Status: Complete – id: 11172220

Even though I’ve read a lot of kinky shit since discoverin’ fanfiction, I still wasn’t sure quite what to make of That Night after readin’ the first chapter, which was the one shot entry for Twikink 2015! Seriously, Edward’s fantasy has a high squick factor…take it from someone who’s read The Red Line AND its sequel LOL! However, after scratchin’ my head and shruggin’ *whatever floats your boat,* I read on and damned if this story wasn’t very well thought out, presentin’ amazin’ insights into the pressures of decidin’ just what you will or won’t put up with to save your marriage!

“You know we haven’t talked at all since the other night, If you have changed your mind and want to leave it as a fantasy that is your decision, but don’t let it come between us please”. She rose up on her elbows and turned to look Edward in the eye, “Whatever is bothering you we can work out, so are you ready to talk?”

Edward looked at his wife and realised just how much he loved her, she was prepared to do this for him, to make his fantasy a reality, yet he was the one who was struggling with what could happen. Edward encased her in his arms and manoeuvred them so she was sitting on his lap.

“Sweetheart, I have done nothing but think about it, I can’t concentrate on anything else to be honest , I want so much to make it happen but not at the cost of our marriage, or upsetting you and I realise what I am asking you to do could be just that” At that point Bella knew she had to interrupt Edward and stop the train of thought he was going down, he had to know that whilst this was his fantasy she wasn’t totally opposed to the idea and had been giving it a lot of thought recently.

“Before you say anything more I have been considering how to make this work, I know we both agreed that I couldn’t go out and pick up some random guy but what about another option?” Bella asked

“What do you mean?” asked Edward

“Well how about if we ask someone we know and trust, and I’m not talking about Ben or anyone we see every day obviously, but do you have some old college buddies you keep in touch with that you could trust with this? Actually, the more I think about it, it would be easier for me if I didn’t know the guy. We need someone trusted though then we would both be more relaxed.

Edward looked at Bella as though she was out of her mind and for a split second Bella really thought that she was pushing this too hard and he didn’t really want to go through with it. Just as that thought had floated through her mind she watched the expression on his face change from shock to surprise, to confusion and then to settle with the look Bella knew meant he had come up with an idea that he knew was workable.

“You are such a clever girl, I love you so much, and as usual you have just solved everything” Edward exclaimed as he kissed her full on the mouth. “I have to make some phone calls, stay here and I’ll be back shortly”.

What Bella didn’t know was that Edward’s latest job as an up and comin’ architect had been to design an exclusive sex club for his college buddies, Riley and Garrett!

“Thanks to your amazingly talented husband, we were able to get permission from the city to erect this beautiful room. As you can tell it’s fully heated and air conditioned and because of how your husband has designed it and with a few clever interior design tricks we can do anything we want up here. The room is not actually overlooked at all so this is a clothes free zone.”

“Everyone who comes up here will undress behind that screen and leave their clothes in the cabinets. They are then free to do as they please, with whomever they please – you can see we have a couple of hot tubs, showers, seating areas and large play areas. We are hoping this will appeal to the exhibitionists, the voyeurs, the swingers and the naturalists, even just the naked sun worshippers.” At this Riley laughed and patted Edward on the back.

“This is amazing Edward, I am so proud of you” I said as I reached up to kiss him on the lips and gave him a hug. Who knew my husband was such a talented architect? I really should pay more attention to his work.

Inevitably, during one of their many explorations of the club, Bella discovers her own kink but you’ll have to read to find out what it is LMAO!

This fic absolutely will not be for all of you and that’s okay! If you try it and don’t like it, fine…just don’t flame the author or leave her hateful reviews!

If you DO enjoy the workin’s of Alicia’s wonderfully pervy mind, leave her some love from Rita!!!

ps: Thank you, Donna, for introducin’ me to this fabulous author! MWAH!!!

~oOo~
Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11577904/1/Deprivation

Edward is deprived of Intimacy, his love of anonymous sex growing old, Bella is deprived of a satisfying love life but her friends think they have the answer to that. Follow their lives as fate keeps them apart or does it ?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 13 – Words: 20,053 – Reviews: 103 – Favs: 75 – Follows: 157 – Updated: Nov 12 – Published: Oct 25 – id: 11577904

What’s worse? Bad sex or no sex at all? This the age old question plaguin’ Bella and Edward!

Bella:

I really shouldn’t be concentrating on the ceiling but it’s my own fault because I really expected things to be different this time. I don’t know why I’m surprised; the last time I let him come home with me I redesigned the colour palette for the living room and decided on the pattern and fabric for my new curtains while he was ‘worshipping me’. His words not mine. I know I sound like a nasty ungrateful bitch, but I’m really not. 

I’m horny, frustrated and confused and if I’m completely honest, lonely and scared that I’m going to go through life on my own with a vagina that has healed up.

Edward:

“Oooohhhh, OOOOHHHH,OoooHHHh”

Oh Fuck! She’s a moaner. I can’t stand it when they moan and groan and make stupid noises. 

“Aaahhhhhh, oh baby yes yesyesyesyesyes”

Oh shit that does it, I need to finish and finish quick or Ed Junior is going to stop wanting to play. I increase the speed and grab her hair to pull her head back. If I do it hard enough she may shut up and let me finish in peace. 

Just as I start to straighten my pants she turns around to face me and I think… here we go I’m going to get the ‘I don’t usually do this type of thing’ or ‘I’m not really that sort of girl but…’ I wish they wouldn’t bother. 

“I’m just going to go and clean up sweetheart, I’ll see you back at the bar” I said as I made my way away from her toward the area of the restrooms. As soon as I’m out of her sight, I turn around and make my way, using the crowd as cover, back to my friends.

The waitress brought us our drinks and I knocked my scotch straight back and picked up my beer. I needed to change, I couldn’t keep doing this. I just felt empty and annoyed at myself as soon as everything was over, and even the thrill of it wasn’t like it once was. The buzz from the alleyway was already long gone.

Bella finally breaks down and confides in her friends who immediately make up a short list of possible partners who they believe would give Bella what she needs…Edward is NOT on that list even though Emmett has joined the conspiracy and is puttin’ forth names, too!

Still a WIP at 13 chapters, Edward and Bella are still unaware of each other but, with both of them in the same sex club for different reasons at the moment, I’m gnawin’ my fingernails to the bone waitin’ to find out what happens next!

~oOo~

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11562555/1/No-Strings-Attached

I got the rundown before I ever stepped through the doors: everyone is anonymous, no strings attached, no questions asked, and what happens in the club stays in the club. I got it. I thought it wasn’t going to be a problem, but then I saw her. AH, ExB, M for lemons and language

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Drama – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 8 – Words: 20,215 – Reviews: 768 – Favs: 602 – Follows: 1,007 – Updated: 2h ago – Published: Oct 16 – id: 11562555

My name is called, and my body tenses. A blindfold covers my eyes, and my remaining senses are called to action. The mixture of smoke and perfume in the air assaults my nose while the taste of whiskey still lingers on my tongue. My skin tingles with excitement as my ears focus on the voices of the women in the room.

I’m led onto the stage and introduced to the crowd. Cheers and whistles greet me, causing confidence to overshadow my nerves. My guide, Tina, helps me slowly turn in a circle, making a brief stop to show the audience my backside. Again, the women sound appreciative.

There’s a hum—an energy—that takes over the room. I lick my lips and let out a deep breath, ready for action.

“Let’s start the bidding at fifty dollars,” Tina announces, and the crowd erupts.

I don’t pay attention to the numbers being shouted, but there seems to be a bidding war going on. Finally, someone is declared victorious. The applause is so loud I’m caught off guard momentarily when Tina places my hand into the hand of the winner. The warm, soft skin that surrounds my own puts me at ease, and I gladly let the woman lead me down the front steps of the stage. Voices shout words of congratulations and encouragement as she takes me through the crowd and away from the noise.

When she stops abruptly and pushes me against a wall, putting her lips to my ear, my dick stands at attention. “I can’t wait to get my hands and mouth on you,” she growls softly, and her warm breath on my skin makes me ache for her touch.

Needless to say, this woman rocks Edward’s world and he moves heaven and earth to find out who she is and how he can get his hands on her again!

~oOo~

And now for somethin’ completely different! No sex club in this story but an Edward so dark, he manages to pull the wool over everyone’s eyes!

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11507600/1/Bitter-Sun-Rising

Bad boy Jacob Black doesn’t return Bella’s crush, so she decides to date someone safer: a harmless nerd in her math class named Edward Cullen. Little does she know that he is secretly a powerful and ruthless gang leader. AU, AH, E/B, HEA.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Adventure – [Bella, Edward] – Chapters: 26 – Words: 52,704 – Reviews: 608 – Favs: 335 – Follows: 617 – Updated:21h ago – Published: Sep 15 – id: 11507600

“Jacob’s not a bad person,” Leah retorted. “I know him pretty well. He’s just—I was thinking it’s time for Bella to find another guy to like. Someone with a better reputation, who’s not always getting into fights.” Leah stopped to scan the lunchtime crowd. “Someone like…” She spotted a tall student with his arms full of books emerging from the crowd. “Like Edward Cullen. Senior class president, straight-A student. Now there’s a guy who’s not a troublemaker.” She grinned at me. “And he’s awfully cute too.”

We scrutinized Edward as he walked across the courtyard. “Mmm,” said Jessica. “Those glasses make him look like too much of a nerd. But he’s got nice hair,” she conceded. “Dresses well too.” She got a gleam in her eye. “I bet it would feel nice to run your hands through that thick hair!”

I frowned and licked some jelly off my finger. “He is good-looking,” I agreed. “But I think my fingers would make his hair too sticky. And Leah, I don’t know if I even want to think about anyone else. I’m too busy with my job at the bakery anyway. I don’t want to get involved with anyone.”

Edward finds himself attracted to Bella and she does like him but instinctively senses that there’s more to him than meets the eye!

James knocked Jacob to the floor and said something with a sneer on his face.

Jacob, his face red, leaped up and decked James. I stopped eating, my eyes on the fight. Edward continued to eat his lunch, ignoring the two brawlers.

“Edward, you don’t seem to be interested in this fight,” said Jessica.

He shrugged. “Displays of brute force don’t interest me.”

I blushed and looked away from the fight. Jacob and James were kind of brutish, punching each other that way. I snuck a glance at one of Edward’s long, slender hands, and couldn’t imagine it balled into a fist. No, a hand like that was made for something else, something far more graceful. I could imagine him playing the piano, running his fingers over a stringed instrument… or a woman’s skin. I imagined those hands stroking my cheeks, sliding down to caress my throat, fingers resting gently on my pulse point. I swallowed, eyes closing, and those long, delicate fingers slipped around my throat, pressing me against the wall. I gasped and met his dark eyes inches from mine, something unspeakable in their depths. His hands tightened around my throat. I tried to pull his fingers away, but they were so strong. It became hard to breathe. His eyes bored into mine, his expression suddenly full of regret and sadness. My vision started to darken…

I shook myself and forced myself to focus on the lunch table in front of me. Another one of my moments of distraction, but a chilling one this time. It wasn’t unusual that I would have little flights of fancy in the middle of the day, but why would I have such a disturbing fantasy sequence about a harmless nerd like Edward? I really needed to learn to focus better.

Edward was still talking. “Deadly force is far more effective when used subtly and with finesse.”

I blinked and the other girls nodded.

Hope this makes up somewhat for my absence!

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

Night Raider

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