Okay okay okay!
So, since I didn’t even get half way through Fire & Ice AND because Rob was a major distraction this week *cough*understatement*cough,* no additional readin’ got done, except for some WIP updates!
Oh, but what WIPs they are!
You know, I try my best to ignore new stories until they complete but these would not be quiet and here’s why!
When an old friend of Bella’s dad shows up with his bored son in tow, she takes the opportunity to bug the young man for some answers.
“So, why are you guys here?”
He rolled his eyes as he told me that his dad had found some information on a shipwreck that his dad and mine had been obsessed with in their younger years.
My interest was immediately peaked. I loved doing research about shipwrecks, and it was even more cool getting to dive down and see the remains of them.
“Which ship?” I asked him.
“The Sirène,” he said, and my jaw dropped.
“No way! Your dad found it?”
Edward shrugged a shoulder.
“He thinks he has.”
“That’s so cool,” I said, and it to me it was, but Edward didn’t seem all that interested.
“I guess,” he said, crossing his arms over his chest and staring at his dad.
“The Sirène went missing in the 1700’s from France. Supposedly, it was on its way back to France from the British Virgin Islands. Rumor has it that there was a heart shaped brooch in its coffers that is known as the Treasured Heart. The heart is a huge ruby with emeralds and dia—”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know,” he said, with an eye roll. “I’ve heard it all before.”
“You don’t believe it?”
“It’s a rumor, kid. You can’t believe everything you hear,” he said in a harsh tone, and I shrunk back in my chair, letting out a huff. I was sixteen, not six, and I wasn’t stupid.
“Whatever,” I muttered before picking up one of the old magazines that dad had left lying on the outdoor table, and I began to read about the best fishing spots in the southern United States, doing my best to ignore the cute jerk next to me.
Well, Bella and the cute jerk are gonna have to get along for a few months LOL!
Three days later, Dad and I were boarding Breaking Dawn, the boat, well yacht really, owned by Carlisle. And boy, was it a beauty.
It was a hundred foot yacht, with four large staterooms, four and a half bathrooms, a huge living room, kitchen, and large decks.
Esme, Edward’s mom, greeted me on the deck with a hug, which I returned, before she told Edward to show him where I’d be staying, and he begrudgingly agreed.
As I followed him down the stairs below deck, I noticed that he had a scowl on his face.
“Why didn’t you just stay at home?” I asked him as he showed me to the cabin I’d be staying in.
“My folks want me here, so here I am,” he said bitterly, and I rolled my eyes at his surly tone. It sounded like he’d rather be anywhere else than here, and I figured he’d rather spend his summer on a beach somewhere, partying with other frat boys because there was no way that Edward Cullen wasn’t a frat boy.
The trip ends in tragedy…not gonna give that away, and it’s fifteen years before Bella and Edward come face-to-face again!
This is one adventure I’m unable to resist…how about you?
You wouldn’t expect a fic about a serial killer to be funny but there’s an entertwinin’ story line about Bella’s desperate desire for a baby…preferably without the burden of an annoyin’ husband! And, with a little help from her best friend, she get’s her wish!
I walked to my full length mirror and turned side on.
Was I showing?
I laughed at myself.
Somehow I doubted something the size of a pinhead was going to be detectable from the outside for quite a long time. But that was good, too. Save me having to make any announcements and get transferred to the inevitable desk job for the rest of the pregnancy.
And we had a killer to catch.
Really. I thought we didn’t care if he ever got apprehended? I thought we agreed a serial killer who wiped off the universe men who raped and tortured and killed women and children was an asset and we should do some real police work, like catching little old ladies who jaywalk?
“I just want to finish this one case, then when I am at home with my beautiful little baby, we can keep up with the trial and hopefully, see some slimy lawyer get him off on a technicality.”
You just want to arrest him yourself so you can ‘forget’ to read him his rights.
“Hey. Pregnancy brain is a real thing. I may well forget and oopsie daisy there goes the whole case. Tossed out of court. What a pity.”
I smiled to myself and caressed the skin on my abdomen.
I wonder if my beautiful little son or daughter knows how much I love him or her already?
Of course it does. You have loved this baby long before it was conceived in that cold little test tube. . . .why you and Edward couldn’t have just done it the old fashioned way. . . .
“Shut it. As I have explained a hundred times. Edward and I are friends. Best friends. And we work together. Any hanky panky would have risked all that. And we have to work together, forever.
How awkward would that have been if we’d had sex and he’d become deluded and thought it meant more and then we had to have ‘the talk’ and then he resented me, or hated that I rejected him, or . . . . What if he’d wanted to be part of the baby’s upbringing? This is MY baby.
Oooh, someone’s bein’ selfish! We’ll see how Edward feels about fatherhood soon enough!
While this WIP seems to update rather slowly, it’s still absolutely worth at least puttin’ on alert until it completes!
Lost at night in a bad part of Phoenix, Bella witnesses a mob hit and runs for her life!
I press myself back against the wall and start making my way to the exit, if I could just get out of here unnoticed and alive that would be great, I could get help. Just as I make it to end of the alley someone shouts “Hey!” and a thwack hits the wall above my head.
“Kill her!” Another shouts.
I don’t even turn back to them, no I run as fast as my short legs can carry me. More pings and thwacks sound out around me as shots are misfired.
I run across another street, down another alley way, through two more vacant buildings, two empty lots, down anther street before I start to hear the sounds of civilization. The sounds of screeching tires behind me let’s me know they’ve found me.
Go, move it! I scream at myself as I push myself my hardest, my legs screaming at me in protest. Down one more alley way and I come running full speed out into traffic, the last thing I see is a bright light headed right for me before I’m swallowed in complete cold blackness.
While the bad bad guys want her dead, the good bad guys want her alive to tell them who killed their Don and his wife! So they kidnap her…for her own protection, of course!
“Edward, she doesn’t remember.” Jasper says.
I look up at Jasper, Emmett, and then Edward, he doesn’t look happy. “What do you mean, she doesn’t remember?” Edward asks.
“She was hit by a car running from them, man. She got hit hard and suffered a concussion, they weren’t even sure she’d wake up. More than likely, it’s the concussion and her own form of protection that’s not allowing her to remember, even if she wants to.” Jasper explains.
“Fuck!” Edward kicks the chair that Jasper was sitting in a moment ago, the force and sound of the chair falling makes me jumpy.
Emmett smacks Edward on the arm, “Not in front of the kid, man. She’s freaked out enough as it is.”
“She doesn’t look like a fucking kid.” Edward says, eyeing me, making me squirm. Now it’s Jaspers turn to smack his other arm.
“We have to help her remember otherwise we’ll never get what we need.” Jasper says.
They’re talking as if I’m not even in the room yet they’re all staring at me. It’s quite uncomfortable.
“We also need to keep her safe.” Emmett adds.
Edward crosses his arms over his chest, “Which means you’re not allowed to leave here.”
My jaw drops, “You can’t be serious. You’re what, kidnapping me?” I ask, shocked.
“She still doesn’t look like a kid.” Edward mumbles and Jasper and Emmett smacks him both.
“Unfortunately, Isabella, we can’t let you leave at all, for your own safety.” Jasper says.
What can I say…it’s Mobward, which makes it pretty much an automatic read LOL!
Feel free to share your own automatic reads!
Happy Friday, y’all!