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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!


Evenin’, ladies!

Two quickies for you today! Both perfect for breakin’ the Mobward streak I’ve been on for what seems like ages LOL!

First up is a brand new story by Windchymes, author of one of my favorite fics ever…The Keepsake


A lot can happen in eight days…

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Drama – Words: 1,238 – Reviews: 105 – Favs: 101 – Follows: 219 – Published: 9h ago – id: 11885557

While helpin’ a friend who owns a motocycle dealership in Sydney, Australia with a computer problem, Bella notices the name Edward Masen in his client database. Of course, she was unable to resist snoopin’!

According to the Thunder Road database, Mr Masen had bought a silver Kawasaki Ninja H2R eight months ago. It was a special order and my jaw dropped at the price he’d paid. My jaw dropped further when I saw the top speed listed in the specifications. Apparently the Ninja H2R was capable of doing 340 kilometres an hour. So Mr Masen was wealthy, and he liked some serious speed. I swallowed hard as my hand tightened around the mouse.

His personal information listed an address an hour away at Palm Beach. His sales consultant had been someone called George. Not Marc, then. He’d paid upfront, the full amount, without a payment plan. And he’d used a premium platinum credit card to do it.

Edward Cullen had had a premium platinum credit card. He’d always paid upfront, the full amount, for everything he bought.

He’d liked to drive fast.

But he would never live in the sun. He would never live in a house at Palm Beach. I was being stupid. And I didn’t know what bothered me more; seeing his name again, or my reaction to it…

Did I want it to be him?

“No.” Not now. Not anymore.

Oh, boy! I can hardly wait ’cause you know it’s him…it’s gotta be!


Next up, a brand new author with her first fic set in the 1800’s! Woo hoo…I love me a good Cowboyward!



{banner by HeartforTwilight}

Edward Cullen never expected to fall in love the way he did until he found the perfect girl for him. He knew where he was going in life with his loving family by his side. She, on the other hand, not so much.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Suspense/Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 13 – Words: 19,815 – Reviews: 471 – Favs: 168 – Follows: 380 – Updated: 7h ago – Published: Jan 1 – id: 11706597

Edward and Emmett are herdin’ cattle when a riderless horse storms past! Edward backtracks hopin’ to find whoever was ridin’ it!

The girl looked up at me with red cheeks and glassy brown eyes. Long brown hair stuck to her sweaty face and forehead. I chastised myself for noticing just how beautiful she was in a situation like this. Her blue dress brought out her pale skin, which was flushed red from the brutal sun and the obvious pain. Her whimper and groan brought me back from my thoughts and to the leg she was clutching even tighter. More tears spilled down her face.

I could easily see that the leg was broken, the right side was caved in slightly and bending left. I could feel the break just by brushing my hand over it, but I stopped as soon as she hissed and jerked the leg away, just making the pain worse.

She cried out and went to grip it again, but I grabbed her hands and shook my head.

“Touching will just make it worse. I’m going to pick you up and take you to my Pa, okay? He’s a doctor and will get your leg all fixed up.” I noticed her scraped palms, but I’m sure she cared about her leg much more than some missing skin and blood. I needed to get her up on my horse and then head back to Emmett.

So, what’s a young girl like that doin’ out in the middle of nowhere all by herself?  She had to have been desperate to get away from something or someone, right?

Well, if you’re curious, you know what to do LOL!


Am I completely cured of Mobwarditis, now? Noooo! I’ve been persuaded to start SexyLexiCullen’s Storm series…finally *facepalm!*


“Two weeks. Two years. Who cares?” A lesson in love, crime, and passion. When two young lovers find themselves in the middle of the storm, can love conquer all? AH. OOC. Rated M Mafia fic. Humor/Romance/Violence/Drama…you name it, QS has it, or will. Canon couples. Not canon characters. (Mafia fic) MobWard

Chapters: 49 Completed: Yes Published: 01 Apr 2011 Updated: 03 Jan 2013


Haven’t gotten but a few chapters in but OMFG! People ain’t lyin’ when they claim this is one of the best Mobwards “evah!”

Well, I showed you mine…you show me yours!

Happy Friday, y’all!




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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

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Evenin’, ladies!

I’m a little late today but I have some great fic recs to share and just couldn’t wait another day!

So, without further ado, I bring you two sets of TWINS!!


A Corrupt district attorney and his daughter who pays the ultimate price for her father’s betrayal. Two brothers at war and a family divided. Twins Edward/Anthony. Mobward. Mature content, mention of rape, abuse, drug use, prostitution, human trafficking, crime.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Crime/Drama – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 6 – Words: 15,145 – Reviews: 187 – Favs: 202 – Follows: 367 – Updated: 19h ago – Published: Mar 30 – id: 11868710

Now, as many Mobwards as we’ve all read, this has got to be the first time I have NOT felt like they were misunderstood good guys underneath it all!

One by one, Carlisle’s family, associates, friends exited the courtroom. One by one, I memorized all of their faces, some I recognized some I didn’t. Uley followed after them leaving me alone in the courtroom, or so I thought. Someone cleared their voice behind me.

“Bravo,” he said, clapping his hands. “Well done Swan.”

I turned around to come face to face with Anthony, Carlisle’s son.

There was something that put me off about Anthony from the very first time I met him. It was a bad vibe that he manifested. Something in his eyes, they way he would look at people, sick, sadistic almost.

“You will regret what you have done to my family,” he threatened.

“You are in no position to make threats, Anthony,” I said, and wondered if the boy was an idiot making threats in a courtroom, where our every move and every word was being recorded.

“I don’t make threats, Charles. When I’m through with you, you’ll be begging me for mercy.”

And so it came to pass!

Charles Swan, he looked horrible. Disheveled hair, dark bags under his eyes, and it looked like he hadn’t bothered to change out of his sleeping clothes.

“I know it was you,” he yelled at my brother. “I know it was you, Anthony. Give me back my daughter,” he yelled.

“You’re a fucking lunatic,” Anthony said. He was enjoying this too much, he was enjoying Charles’s distressed state.

Charles was like a madman possessed. It was taking three detectives to hold him back from attacking Anthony.

“Oh the poor man,” my mother said. How she could feel sympathy for the vile betrayer even in his current state, I don’t know. Because of him, she had been arrested. Because of him, she had been interrogated for hours. Because of him, her granddaughter had witnessed terrible events and yet she felt remorseful for him.

“Give me back my baby,” Charles cried. He gave up and fell to his knees. With his fists balled up on the ground, Charles fell to his knees in front of my brother. “Give me back my baby,” he whispered.



Bella fell in love with Edward who was 8 years older than her. He left the same night he was accused of murder, she ran away pregnant and alone in search of him. She found him 2 years later with a different last name, finding out he wasn’t who she thought he was. The man she fell in love with was Edwards psychotic twin brother who is harming anyone standing in his way

Rated: Fiction M – English – Drama/Angst – [Bella, Edward] – Chapters: 10 – Words: 32,364 – Reviews: 328 – Favs: 215 – Follows: 405 – Updated: 6h ago – Published: Mar 9 – id: 11832126

After trackin’ Edward down to take some responsibility for his son, Bella confronts him and gets the shock of her life!

Jessica had given me a picture of Lathan and I kept it behind the thin plastic ID slot. Edward glared slightly when the wallet hit his desk, but he picked it up and opened it. He stared at the picture for several seconds before looking back up at me.

“He looks just like you.” I whispered with tears still flowing. “He needs you. I can’t give him everything he deserves. My father, we fought and it caused me to run away the night you left. I have been looking for you ever since, living in shelters and relying on the kindness of others to make up for the meager amount of income I have been able to earn. He doesn’t deserve to grow up homeless.”

My voice was barely above a whisper, his face still studying me with little emotion.

“Who am I?” He finally asked when I was ready to give up.


“Tell me my name.” He barked.

“Edward Mason.” I answered confusedly.

“Fuck!” He hissed, causing me to jump when he reached out.

I thought he was going to strike me but instead picked up the phone sitting on the desk.

“Jasper? Call your mother, I believe Anthony is up to his old tricks.” He growled before slamming the phone down.

“Isabella, you need to come with me.”

“Why do you act as if you have no idea who I am? I don’t understand any of this.” Tears beginning to fill my eyes again.

“It’s not safe. If you found me, he’s going to find you.”


He stared at me unblinkingly, his lips frowning even more, if that were even possible.


Are you as confused as poor Bella? Yeah, tryin’ to figure it all out will sure do your head LMAO!



Bella prefers the virtual to the actual, but feels herself being tugged from the safety of her online realm into the world of a rough edged Edward. This time she’ll write her own story. Collab with astilbe13 AH/AU

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Angst – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 34 – Words: 136,587 – Reviews: 10,224 – Favs: 6,305 – Follows: 3,669 – Updated:Feb 16, 2011 – Published: May 24, 2010 – Status: Complete – id: 5993964

So, while I’m busily tryin’ to recreate my dearly departed TBR, I keep gettin’ reminded of some fantastic fics I hadn’t thought of in years! If you haven’t read Paper CutOuts, you’re in for such a treat!

I take a quick look around to check that no one is paying any attention to me, they never are, before leaning towards the window. Three stories up is just high enough to watch without being caught, a small light in my day. My eyes scan the streets and watch as people pass, the warm sun causing people to slow their pace.

A woman is scolding her child for dropping an ice cream cone. The little boys head hangs in shame and I want to rush down the stairs and yell back at her. It’s only ice cream. I’ve almost convinced myself to go, when a crash pulls my eyes away from the travesty.

My eyes search for the noise and when I find it, I’m frozen. A large truck is backed up into the dark storefront across the street. The back is open, revealing row upon rows of what I think are kegs. None of that is important. My eyes can’t leave the man attempting to right a fallen keg which has somewhat exploded, soaking him in beer. His hair is matted to his forehead, his shirt suctioned to his body. My eyes wander, taking in the dark stains on his skin, which is all I can make out of what must be tattoos.

The oddest thing is that he’s laughing. There’s beer everywhere, spilling into the gutters and staining the sidewalk, and he’s laughing. Head thrown back, mouth wide. My eyes flutter over to the driver who is yelling and running in a circle like a wind up toy.

Again, the urge to run down to the street tugs at me. But this time, for a very different reason. My phone rings shrilly and I look out the window one last time before turning back to my reality.

That’s right, ladies! We got us a full blooded TATTWARD! A Tattward with a dog and a kid *squeee!*

“Finn, man, what are you doing?” I groan and swat at his little hand gently.

“You’ve been asleep for forever,” he informs me. I open my eyes and he’s sitting on the coffee table in front of me, swinging his legs back and forth. “And I’m hungry. And bored.”

“Oh, well excuse me,” I tell him and tug on his arm until he’s sitting on my stomach. “Why didn’t you ask Walt if you could borrow some of his food?”

He giggles and lays down until his head is on my chest. “Daddy, I can’t eat Walt’s food. That’s for doggies.”

I can’t understand how people can have kids and give them away. After I saw Finn for the first time… I mean, I was fucking enamored. Terrified but absolutely fucking in love with him. “You’re right, you’re right,” I tell him. “So what do you want to eat?”

He leans up on his elbows and smiles his big smile. “I want ice cweam.”

I laugh and push his little glasses back up his nose. “For dinner?”

He nods. “With spinkles.”

Awwww! You know you can’t resist…don’t even try LOL!

Happy Friday, y’all {oops…I mean Saturday}!




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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

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Evenin’, ladies!

The two COMPLETE fics I have for you this week might be short but each, in its own way, packs one helluva punch!

Hope you don’t have a glass jaw LOL!

Flight 2804 by movieandbookgirl is a fic I’ve skated past for the longest time but finally snagged the other day!

Sooo glad I did *woo hoo!*

Rob Attack{banner by Robstenlova}

Edward is a US Air Marshal working to protect our country from air attacks. Bella is a flight attendant on one of the flights he’s monitoring. What happens when he can’t get her off of his mind? Can he protect her and an entire flight from imminent danger

Rated: Fiction M – English – Suspense/Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 11 – Words: 50,574 – Reviews: 415 – Favs: 614 – Follows: 359 – Updated: May 6, 2010 – Published: Sep 9, 2008 – Status: Complete – id: 4527571

“Sir, I’ll have to request that you buckle your seat belt since we will be taking off shortly.” Her voice was light and I could tell she was amused. She had no idea that she was doing to me what no other woman had yet accomplished. She was making me speechless.

She stood there waiting for me to comply with her request while I just stared at her. Her cheeks started to flush with a pink blush and her eyes started to shift uncomfortably under my intense gaze.

Snap out of it! I internally yelled at myself.

“Sorry about that.” I smiled at her as I began to buckle and adjust my belt.

She gave me a beautiful smile and I felt my heartbeat pick up. Then she leaned in so that her face was merely inches from own.

What is she doing?! Is she about to kiss me? Please be about to kiss me! My thoughts began going haywire.

Much to my chagrin she continued past the kissing zone and stopped when her cheek was nearly touching mine.

This angelic creature began to whisper into my ear. “I hope we have a safe flight.”

Slowly pulling back from her current position she winked at me and turned to continue to the back of the jet to close the remaining overhead bins.

What? Oh, of course. Since she is a crew member she knows that I am a US Air Marshal. Normally they do not acknowledge us for obvious safety reasons. I suppose that’s why she whispered. Wow. This is going to be an interesting flight. Hopefully one where I can just admire the view that is this woman. Perhaps I can try to wait for her after the flight in order to get to know her better…

Bringing the reason I was on this plane in the first place back into my mind, I tried to direct my thoughts to monitoring the activity on the plane and away from the brunette goddess in the back.

Ding. The flight intercom sounded and none other than her voice came over the speakers to address the passengers.

“Good afternoon and welcome aboard flight 972 from Seattle to Atlanta. We are happy to have you on board. The flight time to Atlanta will be approximately 4 hours and 27 minutes. Please direct your attention to the one of the monitors located throughout this 767 for a safety presentation. Should you need anything at all, please do not hesitate to ask one of your flight attendants. My name is Bella, Cindy is working with me in the coach cabin and Jessica is in the first class cabin. We hope you enjoy your flight.” Ding.

Bella. What a fitting name. Oh I plan to enjoy this flight alright.

Although the chances of meetin’ up with someone you just met on a random flight are slim to none, Edward and Bella beat the odds resultin’ in a wonderful lemon fest *swoon!*

“Thank you for tonight.” He whispered it almost reverently as if I had somehow changed him.

Could it be possible that I somehow affect him as he seems to affect me? Do I really want the night to end like this?


“Yes, Beautiful?”

Ok, it’s now or never. I may not ever have this opportunity again, and I don’t think I could live with myself if I let him just walk out of my life right now.

“W-would you like to come up to my room with me?” I couldn’t get the sentence out without stuttering.

Way to go genius… if he was into me before, he might be having second thoughts now.

He was quiet for several moments and seemed to be in an internal debate. I softly covered his hand with mine. “Edward, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, I just –,” he silenced me by pressing his lips to mine.

His lips were as soft as I could have hoped. My body wasn’t prepared for the sensation that spread from my lips down to my toes. He applied gentle pressure at first, then deepened the kiss. He wove his fingers through my hair. My hands slowly slid up his arms and around his neck and up into his soft silky hair. My body tried its damndest to get closer to his, my heart fluttered and my breathing became labored.

“Bella,” he breathed against my lips. I needed him and I needed him now.

“Come up with me Edward. Please,” I said softly.

Does he or doesn’t he…you’ll have to read Flight 2804 to find out! So, I’m not gonna go into an extensive description but the action in this story will cost you all your fingernails…good thing there are only eleven chapters LOL!


Rob Attack

{banner by FallingSnow Winter}

When Bella’s subject drops out of her experiment with less than two months left before her thesis is due, she panics. In walks Edward Cullen, best friend and fellow med student. Staying clinical may prove difficult when things get personal. Rated M ExB

Rated: Fiction M – English – Friendship/Romance – Chapters: 8 – Words: 38,341 – Reviews: 1,115 – Favs: 669 – Follows: 882 – Updated: 2h ago – Published: Feb 14 – Status: Complete – id: 11788395

As Drotuno tells us at the beginnin’, this fic is about sex. It will discuss casual sex, body parts, and sexual reactions to stimulation. If this isn’t something you’re comfortable with, then maybe this isn’t for you!

That means readers under the age of 18 {preferably 21 if I had my druthers} are strongly advised to find something age appropriate!!!

Deb also gives us the BEST Edwards *le sigh!*

To watch Edward Cullen walk through the library, smiling, waving, shaking hands with people he knew, it was easy to label him an extrovert. He was in Med school with me, so he was smart and studious, too. He was long, lean, and muscular, and he’d played on the soccer team for his freshman and sophomore years, so jock came to mind. But really he wasn’t any of those things, and he was all of those things. Girls wanted him, guys wanted to be him, and he was respected by our professors. I honestly wanted to label him as perfect, but no one was perfect. The most I could call him was neighbor and best friend, because we lived in the same apartment building, occasionally sharing rides and classes. And he was a reliable study partner, I added mentally as he dropped his bag down on the table across from me at his usual time.

Havin’ just caught Bella givin’ Emmett the bitch face because he backed out of helpin’ her with her thesis, Edward asks for an explanation of what it was she needed.

“My thesis is in two parts – my paper and the video experiment to go with it,” I started, looking his way, but he was pulling my pages closer. “This counts as my final grade and the last of my lab work hours, not to mention help me with placement for internship. It’s a study on which sexual positions provide the best stimulation, which one is best for conception, and the human physical reactions to those stimuli. The video portion was going to be completely anonymous. I’m editing out faces and such, because I only need certain parts.”

Thinkin’ he would be havin’ sex with Bella, Edward immediately volunteers but she’ll be on the other side of the camera so who gets to experience the glory that is Edward Cullen? That’s for me to know and you to find out LMAO!

Rob Attack

{banner by Beffers87}


And because I’m an incurable WIPaholic…

Rob Attack

Some people will stay in your heart even after they leave this earth. It’s getting them to remember that’s the problem.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Supernatural/Mystery – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 6 – Words: 7,334 – Reviews: 68 – Favs: 69 – Follows: 128 – Updated: 16m ago – Published: Feb 28 – id: 11815357

I am known by many names: Satan, Lucifer, Mephistopheles, Beelzebub, the Evil One, the Prince of Darkness. 

But to her, I was Edward. 

I watched her walk the streets of Seattle, her destination unknown. She felt the pull of me and was headed right where I needed her to be. 

It was her destiny. She was born just for me, and if she was going to remember anything about her previous life, I needed her to find the feather. My feather, the feather I had taken from my very own back and given to her with the promise of my eternal love. 

What happens when Bella does find the feather? Because you know she does?

Read A Devil to remember and leave that woman some love…she needs waaay more reviews!


Rob Attack

In college, Bella wordlessly admired Edward from afar. Years pass, and they meet again under surprising circumstances. He’s hiding something dangerous, but Bella’s been cautious all her life. She’s ready to let loose, embrace the crazy, and see where this connection leads them. AH mobward, canon couples. Bit of fluff, language, violence, bit of humor, plenty of the good stuff.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Drama – Chapters: 10 – Words: 31,141 – Reviews: 170 – Favs: 126 – Follows: 256 – Updated: 14h ago – Published: Feb 9 – id: 11779585

OMG! Just when I think I’m about burned out on Mobwards, a new one comes along and blows me away!

It was then, suddenly, that a light-headed feeling washed over me; that time slowed inexplicably as if something was important about this moment…that the large, gold ornate clock above the white marble counter seemed to tick ear-piercingly loud for one…two…three…four seconds before the front door opened in a cacophony of rustling footsteps and audible gasps from several patrons. I heard someone call Rose’s name, while heavy footfalls made their way in my direction. I continued to peruse the display table in an attempt to distract myself, before they abruptly stopped on the other side. I hadn’t looked up, but felt someone starting at me, causing my heart to race with anticipation. Before I was forced to acknowledge it, Rose stepped forward and I could let out a sigh of relief. 

“Edward Cullen! Welcome back. It’s a pleasant surprise to have you here again!” 

My eyes shot up on their own accord, locking with a set of green ones that were tracking my every move. He looked at me expectantly before answering Rose, keeping his eyes trained to mine. 

“I was driving by and saw something that I had to have immediately.”

Once Edward gives in to the attraction he’s harbored for Bella ever since college, there’s no escape…not even when Bella goes for a business lunch with Esme only to run into her irresistible son!

Edward pulled me closer, wrapping one arm around me firmly and tangling his other hand into the back of my hair. I found myself pressed against his massive erection. Well, there’s no fucking hiding that thing in a suit. Damn. But of course. Of course Fantasy Edward would be perfect. I could feel the heat and the hardness through my dress, and wondered if it would even fit inside me. Hell, I’d make it fit. I loved a challenge. What I didn’t love, however, was the gush of liquid that seeped into my panties pre-business meeting. Mid-thought of panties, Edward slipped his tongue against mine, drawing me into some sensual dance that was quickly becoming primal. Screw it. I’ll just go commando. Sorry, baristas. Sorry, Esme.

Need more? You know what to do and tell her Rita sent you LOL!

Happy Friday, y’all!


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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

Rob Attack

Evenin’, ladies!

You know how easy it is to get caught up in a certain genre without even realizin’ it, right?

Well, I’ve been drownin’ in mafia fics, lately, and the only thing standin’ between me and a major Mobward coma is the magic, mystery and mayhem the followin’ fics provide!

Rob Attack

“I feel her before I see her, the hairs on the back of my neck stand up in attention. When I shut my locker, she’s parting the crowd like the red sea. Bella Swan is looking right at me, a smirk poised on her dark lips and something fierce in her dark eyes. There’s something about her, something otherworldly. A storm is coming and I feel like i’m about to be caught in it.” EPOV AU

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Supernatural – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 8 – Words: 15,799 – Reviews: 258 – Favs: 135 – Follows: 301 – Updated:19h ago – Published: Jan 28 – id: 11757552

For reasons we don’t yet understand, Bella, Alice and Rosalie are shunned by the rest of Forks High School’s student body. Along comes new kid, Edward Cullen, who unwittingly finds himself caught in the middle as he makes friends with Alice first and then Bella…Rose, not so much!

I go silent when I see that Rosalie is standing just beyond Bella’s left shoulder. A chill in the air. She senses this and whips around. They lock eyes and I hear several locker doors slam, the lights buzz and flicker above us. Bella’s stance hardens and I can see the way she sets her jaw.

Someone lets out a shout and suddenly, a gangly sophomore throws a punch, his fist connecting with the cheek of a senior on the lacrosse team.

All hell breaks the fuck loose.

People are screaming and notebook paper is fluttering to the ground around me. More contenders join in the fight and I hear teachers trying to break it up but I can’t see any of them anywhere. Two girls next to me start calling each other bitch slut whore and their respective friends jump to their aid. 

Through all of this, Bella and Rosalie remain where they are, unblinking and unwavering. Panic is starting to bubble in my chest and up my throat and if I don’t get out of here, I’m afraid I’ll vomit all over the heels of Bella’s shiny, black boots. I’ve never felt this kind of anxiousness, the kind where it’s almost as if I’m being torn in two and my head is spinning a mile a minute.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper, my voice strangled and not at all how I want it to sound. “I’m sorry.”

I make my escape to calculus.

Don’t blame Edward too harshly for runnin’ away…he’s already walkin’ a knife edge of his own angst and simply can’t handle anymore right now!

I’m listening to Say Anything on full volume. Max Bemis is screaming about pain and hate and my eyes burn from staring at the wall for two hours. Mom had jumped on me right when I got home, having heard about what happened at school.

Goddamn small town.

Were you involved? No.

Did you get hurt? No.

Who started it? Don’t know.

Do you need to go to Dr. Sheppard? Mom.

She finally left me alone but I had to put the music on to tune her out, sick of hearing her fuss around downstairs, of hearing her talk to herself.

I’m angry, way angrier than I usually am and it takes everything in me to not punch a hole in my wall with my good hand. I clench my fists, I make myself stand up, I start to pace.

I don’t feel like I have control of myself anymore, I’m suddenly desperate to get the hell out of Forks. To get the hell out of this country. This fucking planet.

This restless, painful energy is reaching a high. I’ll burst, I can’t breathe. I think of my Xanax, but this isn’t a panic attack.

I’ve had my fair share of those.

I don’t know what this is.

But I have to leave.

Well, I don’t know about you but I’m dyin’ to know what the deal is with those girls!


Rob Attack

Bella, an average college student, meets an extraordinary guy. Her life becomes anything but average as he shows her the truly magic side of life. But as she approaches her 21st birthday, she realizes magic might be in her blood

Rated: Fiction M – English – Fantasy/Romance – Edward, Bella – Chapters: 9 – Words: 37,348 – Reviews: 219 – Favs: 284 – Follows: 635 – Updated: 19h ago – Published:Sep 18, 2015 – id: 11513463

What’s so funny about Bella,  is how good she is at completely dismissin’ anything remotely strange!

Out of nowhere, Bella’s headlights reflected off a large deer directly in the middle of the road only 100 feet away. The highway could barely fit the two lanes; there was no ditch, just a small barrier and edge of a cliff. She didn’t swerve, there was no room. She couldn’t drive to the other side of the road; the deer was smack dab in the middle. She couldn’t avoid it nor had enough time to brake; she was going to hit it.

‘How silly,’ she thought, ‘to die by deer.’

She took her foot off the accelerator, closed her eyes, and braced for impact. Her body began to feel like it was humming, her blood itching, pulsing.






She opened her eyes again. She slammed on the brakes and her car came to a screeching halt. The humming feeling was gone, but replaced by the panic of almost being in an accident. Both of her hands were clutching the wheel tightly, iPod dropped and forgotten somewhere on the floor of the car. She took a deep breath and slowly opened her car door.

She got out and stood on the side of the empty road. She looked back and in the dark could see the two glowing eyes of the deer still standing directly in the middle of the road, almost as if it didn’t move at all.

But it had to have moved. If it stayed still she would have hit it, no doubt about it. It must have been an extremely fast deer, to move to the side to avoid being hit and then taking up the same exact position as before. It was a deer with a death wish.

Bella waited till her heart beat at a normal pace, before getting back in the car and finishing the drive to her Dad’s, staying extremely vigilant for any other kamikaze animals in the night.

Bella pulled up behind her Dad’s police cruiser on the rocky driveway. The motion sensor light on top of the garage door turned on and illuminated her car. She got out and did a quick circuit around her car, checking for damage or evidence that maybe she side swiped the deer. There was nothing. She was still shaking her head as she climbed up the stairs to her dad’s house.

She let herself inside with a spare key.

“Hi Bells, good timing, I just finished with dinner. What’s up, you look confused?”

Bella walked over to her dad’s kitchen and gave him a quick kiss on the check.

“I just had a strange experience on the road, that’s all. What’s for dinner?”

Once she gets back to college, Bella encounters Edward in the library and eventually asks his help translatin’ some Latin text.

Bella pushed towards him Sanguinem Mundi.

“Blood of the World, a classic.”

“Come on, no joking this time.”

“For once, I’m not. This actually is a classic book. I read this one a very long time ago. I can go through with you and translate passages, but maybe you want an overview about the book in general?”

“Actually, that would be great.” Bella settled in as Edward began.

“There are two different types of people: ones who are more…connected to the world, and ones who aren’t. This book starts at the beginning with the first families that were connected. It was said that each family derived their strengths from the four elements: water, fire, air, and earth. Each family would display physical and emotional trades derived from their element. People from fire can be hot headed and brutal but also fight with a fierce loyalty. People from water get along with others very easily, they are flexible, and kind hearted.

People from air are passive and elusive while people from earth tend to be stubborn but strong and have very deeply imbedded values. Of course, over time, these families intermingled so there isn’t just a pure elemental family. Many people display multiple traits from different families, but you can still, with a little searching, be able to trace back to a single original family.”

Bella listened intently, entranced by Edward’s tale. His voice had a soothing cadence and the material was strange but also, in a weird way, familiar.

“Any other questions? Anything you want to go over? I really don’t mind if you want me to translate a few paragraphs.”

“Just out of curiosity, how did you even end up reading this book? Did your parents use it for story time before bed?”

“I had an unusual upbringing,” he answered with an indifferent shrug.

The concept of this story reminds me, in many ways, of Elemental by Tallulahbelle! Of course, that makes it inevitable I would rec Elemental as our complete fic this week!


Rob Attack

AU/AH: When the Swans return to their birthplace, Bella learns she is no ordinary teenager, and Forks is no ordinary town. Can she fulfill her destiny with the powerful Edward Cullen, or will the dark forces that threaten their families destroy them all?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Supernatural – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 30 – Words: 189,571 – Reviews: 9,200 – Favs: 8,860 – Follows: 4,935 – Updated: Feb 8, 2011 – Published: Jul 23, 2009 – Status: Complete – id: 5241793


Weird things have happened since Bella and her parents moved to Forks and she wants answers, startin’ with her father and mother!

“So, we’re Witches. What does that mean for me?”

“We have affinities to the Elements. We have the ability to act as a type of conduit with energy. You, for example, are an Earth Witch.”

I looked at him confused.

“What you did in the greenhouse to make the plants grow takes Earth energy. I am also an Earth Witch and your mother is a Fire Witch.”

More questions are answered once she meets Emmett, Rosalie, Alice and Jasper,  and it’s Jasper who knows more about their history.

“The thirteen families that settled here were The Cullens, Whitlocks, Hales, McCartys, Swans, Platts, Webers, Stanleys, Newtons, Crowleys, Mallorys, Yorkies, and the Brandons. From the information I was able to gather, all of these families were friendly with each other before they decided to move to this area. The details are unclear how that came about, but from what I could glean from some of the old journals, it was like a calling to them.”

“So the families came to help the Quileute Tribe that lived here?” I questioned.

“Yes, the level of power here is more than that they could handle. This is where the journal gave a little more info. The chief had a dream about the family’s arrival.”

“A dream?”

Jasper just nodded and held up is hand in a gesture to show he wasn’t finished.

“The dream also revealed that the Tribe would diminish in numbers and that this new clan would come to relieve them of some of their duties as protectors. You might have seen in town, signs pointing to the Reservation. The Quileute Tribe is much smaller than it used to be, but they are still there doing their duties. We just have the bulk of it.”

“What duties are you talking about?”

“It’s a promise to guard this land. There is great power here that others with not so nice intentions have coveted. If it falls into the wrong hands, the power can be drained, killing everything living within it. We make sure that this area is healthy and a sort of sanctuary for all life. The Power entrusted the Tribe and then our families to make sure this place is protected. The duties can be anything simple enough for one Witch, with the right Element, to handle to something the whole Coven needs to get involved with.”

The wheels in my head turned a bit faster with this bit of knowledge.

Was the reason we needed to come back to Forks because of a duty for the whole Coven?

And, speakin’ of duty, Bella’s in for another shock…witches imprint!

As I was turning the last corner, I saw from underneath my lashes that Alice and Jasper were still standing outside the door waiting for me, but another person was with them. From the looks of the shoes and pants, it was most likely Edward.

I so didn’t feel like dealing with him right now.

I looked up to see if I was correct in my assumption, but instead I froze in my steps.

The strangest feeling came over me as I looked at his profile. It started in my stomach and spread out into every area of my body.

Edward turned his head to look at me and a surge of energy passed between us, like one long ribbon that wrapped around him then flowed back to me to wrap itself around my body linking and drawing us to each other.

I felt strangely empty, as the area around my stomach gave a wordless pang of demand, wanting to be filled.

I heard a loud gasp and looked over to see Alice and Jasper watching us in wonderment. It was enough to break the trance that I had been under. I shook my head violently, trying to clear it of the odd sensation that was fogging up very other thought or feeling that I had.

I knew without a doubt in my mind what just happened, and a wave of fear came over me.

“Bella.” I heard Edward call to me softly. I couldn’t look up at him. I was afraid that I would lose myself again to that power that was trying to bind us. I was scared that it would swallow me whole.

No, no, NO! This can’t be happening!

Those of you who have NOT gotten around to readin’ Elemental yet have been missin’ out on one great read!

Rob Attack

Have you come across any other magical, mystery fics in your travels through the fandom?

Happy Friday, y’all!


Rob Attack


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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fic!

Rob Attack

Evenin’, ladies!

It’s gonna be short and sweet today…hell’n I have no idea where the time went this week LOL!

Never even made my goal of readin’ a complete fic to rec for you *poutyface!*

However, this new WIP by fyrebirch, the amazin’ author who gave us Sharp Left Turn, sure had me sittin’ up straight and payin’ attention! Of course, it didn’t hurt she’s writin’ a western, which I love love love!!!

See what you think!

Rob Attack

When outlaw Edward Cullen is wounded in a gunfight, he never expected to wake up with a double barrel shotgun nestled under his chin.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Western/Adventure – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 2 – Words: 4,288 – Reviews: 93 – Favs: 69 – Follows: 156 – Updated: Feb 11 – Published: Feb 8 – id: 11777818

So, what would turn a seventeen-year-old boy into a stone cold killer?

Feeling rage like never before I land on top of him, pounding fist after fist in his face.

I’m so lost that I don’t even recollect when he dropped his gun or that he could’ve shot me too.

When I come out of my haze, he’s a bloody heap before me, coughing and sputtering. But that doesn’t stop his red-coated teeth from shining in a slimy smile. “Somehow I managed to underestimate the youngest Cullen.” He laughs like a lunatic.

“Go on, boy. Finish what ya started.”

I grab his shirt between my fists and snatch him up and slam him back into the ground. “I ain’t no killer!”

His eyes cut to my ma’s dead body lying bout a foot away.

“Sure ya are, son. Look what I done gone and done. I killed ya Ma and Pa. Don’t ya want some revenge?” he taunts. “I’ll be a dead man anyway when the boss finds out. Finish me, boy!” He grips my arms as hard as he can and bores into me with his eyes. “Do it,” he grits.

I want to. I wanna kill him so bad, but one thing keeps me from conceding. “The boss?” I question. “Someone sent ya here?”

His head falls back and a maniacal laugh escapes. Blood sputters from his mouth, as he can’t seem to contain himself.

When he finally reins it in, though, his eyes are piercing. “Ya sure ya want in that can of worms, son?”

“Stop callin’ me, son!” I order. “Who is it? Who sent ya here?”

His breaths are now coming in short pants. “If I give ya that information, ya gone put me outta my misery?”

I ponder that thought for a minute. Can I do it? Can I kill this man who done came here and tore my life apart? It don’t take but two seconds to answer those questions.

I sure as hell can.

With a nod, I say, “Deal.”

Yup! That would do it!

Oooh, I do love a good western…oh, I already said that *gigglesnort!*

What are your favorite genres?


Happy Friday y’all!




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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?


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

{banner by evilangel813}

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

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


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.


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!


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

Rob Attack

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!


Night Raider


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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

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!


Rob Attack

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.



Rob Attack

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!






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Random Rita ~ Tuesday Tumblr Treasure!

Wet Rob Avi

Surprise, ladies!

Yeah, for some reason *cough*ROB*cough,* I’ve been havin’ a hard time concentratin’ on fanfics!

Of course, I’m keepin’ up with my herd of WIP updates but I’m waitin’ for most of ’em to complete before reccin’ ’em!


I was sortin’ through my “draft” posts, dumpin’ blanks I don’t even remember makin’, when I came across this awesomely cute Rob gif!

That man makes the most innocent faces while, at the same time, the twinkle in his eyes gives it all away and you just KNOW he’s plottin’ our downfall!

BIG Rob 142

See what I mean? And that wasn’t the only one…

Rob Attack

Run, I tell you…RUN, before it’s too late!

Oh…my bad! *facepalm!* It’s been too late since 2008 ROTFLMAO!!!

Happy Tuesday, y’all!


Night Raider



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Happy Valentine’s Day Rob Attack!

*blows kisses*


Good morning, ladies!

Well, it’s Valentine’s Day for those of you who have a significant other (besides Rob, I mean). Thought I’d wake you up with something hot and steamy, OK?

Via Rob Attack!

Not exactly what you had in mind? Well, this is just a warm up! We all know how sweet and adorable Rob is.

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Every time someone says, “He’s so sweet!” I think of one song. So, for this Valentine’s Day, I put together a romantic little vid for you ladies.

What? It was romantic! ~gigglesnort~ Oh, don’t we all want to swing on Rob’s vine? ~gigglesnort~

Whenever there is a holiday, I turn to my go-to girl, Mississippibellalis, AKA Lis-a-rama, to make some custom graphics for RA! Now, I can’t help it if she likes to make graphics that let me live vicariously through them. You know, little things like this…

Via Rob Attack

Oh, wait! How’d that get in there? That’s from my personal stash heheheh! If you can’t have Rob in reality, it’s reallllly nice to have a friend who can give him to you virtually!

Via Rob Attack

*Oh, if only….* Don’t worry! This post isn’t all for me. Dang it! No way! Missi and I have some lovelies for you girls, too!!! This here (artist unknown) is Rita’s personal favorite and who can blame her?


*Sweet…Sugar…Candy man…CHOMP!* And who hasn’t dreamed up hearing this from Rob?


Every girl wants Prince Charming to come rescue her on Valentine’s Day, don’t we? Well, who could be more charming than Rob?


Of course, if you’re going to imagine Rob as Prince charming, why not “go all the way and make him your King?

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* Drifts down from cloud 9* Where was I? Oh, yeah! Of course, some of us prefer the bad boy side of Rob…

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*I suddenly have a craving for buns* Then again, others like that Rock -N-Roll version of Rob…

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So, whatever your “Rob Fantasy” is…

from RobAttack

I hope you keep warm with this…




My personal Valentine to Rob…

Happy Valentine's BB

And from Rita, Lisa, and RobsFan-tasy, we wish you all a

from Rob Attack

Much Love to you all,


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The Robgospel According to RF

*blows kisses*


   ~RF walks out onto the stage dressed in her Sunday best. She steps up to the podium and takes down the microphone. Returning to center stage, she begins to speak to the Robitorium in her best Southern Baptist, Gone ta Meetin’, Sunday Revival accent~


Ladies, nay, Sistahs! Sistahs, just why I have bought you here today is to tell you all somethin’ you may already know. But, I feel the need…I say, I feel the neeeed to share the Robgospel with ya’ll here today! Now you may already know that the word “gospel” means “the truth.” So, what we are talkin’ about ri’ chere is the Rob-truth, or the truth about Rob!


Can I get an A…man?

Dom Stance

Sistahs, as you know, this man has large hands and long fingers. Have Mercy! And with those hands he has reached across the lands, across nations, even unto the ends of the earth, to the young and the old, the rich and the poor, the angel and the h00r! He has touched us all!



My dear friends, who among you can say you have not looked into those multicolored eyes and not been affected by his stare? Has he not looked into that camera and made you feel his kiss?!


And, without the distraction of the rest of Rob’s gorgeous face *coughJawPorn* *coughLipPorn,* we are helplessly trapped…and lovin’ it! AMEN!!!



He has not looked upon you with that come hither stare and made you feel desiiiiired!


Yea, there is no escape from his wickedly sexy gaze…nor do we wish to! Can I get an AMEN!!!



Sistahs, I have come here today to preach to you about the power of this man and to confess to you that I know what you’re goin’ through! I have witnessed the power of his wonky legs!



I have seen those snow white fangs of his and wished that he truly was a vampire and that I, yes I, was his all too willing next victim! Are ya feelin’ me, now?



I too have looked upon those luscious lips and felt the call of seduction, Sistahs! I know! Indeed I know!

Melbie Toast Tumblr


Believe me when I say you are not alone! I have been there when the cameras have captured that sharp jawline and I have felt my knees go weak like my weight was supported on rubber bands!

Melbie Toast Tumblr


And, my Sistahs, have mercy, the man was blessed…I say he was blessed with the voice of an angel! An angel who was sent here to bring us great joy!


The man can make your soul dance!


He can make your heart sing!


He can make your legs weak!


He can bring your libido back from the dead!


Now, I know that not all of you are here in the Robitorium with me. I know that some of you are on the bus or in a carpool on your way to work takin’ the opportunity durin’ your ride to come get yours. I know some of you are already at work sittin’ in your office or in your cubicle sneakin’ the chance to peek at The Pretty when ya should be workin’. Some of you are at home sittin’ on your home computers stoppin’ in here to get your Rob fix for the day before you set about your chores, and some of you are in your beds with the lights out and your laptop or e-reader open and grabbin’ a gape at Mr. Sex on Legs before bed!

Melbie Toast Tumblr

My Sistahs, I also know you have one more thing in common…you’re all sittin’ there, wherever you may be, with your hand over your mouth tryin’ NOT to squee! Hear me now, Sistahs! Take that hand down! Are ya hearin’ me, Sistahs? Take that hand doooown and let it out! For this is the Robgospel and…


The Truth Shall Set You Free!


Much love to you all,




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