Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

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Evenin’, ladies!

Normally, I wouldn’t expect every single story in a series to just get better and better but I’m here to testify that Drotuno proves an exception to that rule!

Book 4, Fire & Ice, is certainly shapin’ up to be a worthy conclusion to the fuckhawt, action packed stories Deb has created with her Gravity Series!

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{banner by Beffers87}

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9779631/1/Gravity-Series-4-Fire-Ice

FOURTH in the Gravity Series. When one of their own is threatened, the crew will have to travel halfway around the globe to get them back. What they find will have them racing against the odds to save more than just one life. AH E/B Series.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Adventure/Romance – [Bella, Edward] – Chapters: 22 – Words: 159,217 – Reviews: 2,605 – Favs: 1,267 – Follows: 876 – Updated: Jan 21, 2014 – Published: Oct 20, 2013 – Status: Complete – id: 9779631

Carlisle and Esme are in Moscow on Twi Tech business but Edward’s gut is churnin’ with trepidation so he gets Alice to hack into their hotel security/camera system only to discover his hunch was all too right!

“You gotta make a move, Dad,” I sang in a warning. “Go out shooting, or back up the stairs and we’ll find you another way, but you gotta move!” 

At this point, I didn’t give a fuck if he was arrested. At least then, they’d be safe, but the police were, so far, still absent.  

His eyes looked up at the camera. “You promised me, Edward. Now…where are my targets?” he asked, handing the one bag he was carrying to Esme and pulling his Glock back out. To Esme, he stated, “You’re gonna run straight. Stay low, keep running.” 

My nostrils flared with my temper, but I answered him. “From the door…ten o’clock and two o’clock. Aim at a downward angle; they’re below you in the bay. Esme, you’ve got no choice but to run straight out and to the left behind the box truck. 

On my mark…” I waited until the three men were in the perfect spot. “In three, two, one…go, go, go!” 

The stairwell door flew open, and my father shot twice, causing two men to fall to the floor. The laundry workers scattered, giving Esme enough coverage to get behind the box truck. However, despite my father’s flawless aim and lightning reflexes, the third man in the bay rounded his weapon on him.

“What is that?” Bella asked, but before we could see, Esme’s cry rang out.

“Stun gun,” Mickey said, rushing to my side. “They’re taking him.”

“Fuck me,” I growled, gripping my hair, because the two men coming in from the lobby were already on the task of grabbing up my father.

One thing’s for sure…hell fire is about to rain down on the bad guys who dared lay a hand on Carlisle Cullen!

“Everyone, on me.” When all work came to a halt and all eyes were on me, I said, “This isn’t fucking over. I need a crew. And I need you all sharp.”

“Kid, we’re all in,” Alec stated, his face as fierce as I’d ever seen it. “Carlisle wouldn’t leave us, and we won’t leave him.

You just tell us what you need.”

I sniffed, took a deep breath, and said, “Alice, I need a flight plan. It needs to be detailed, plotted with every fuel stop along the way. Jasper, Alec, I need the cargo hold of the chopper loaded up with everything we’ve got and supplies for a black-ops mission. Rose…remote access to you guys – laptops, satellite phones, tablets. I need access to info immediately and twenty-four-seven once we’re in the air.”

“Who are you taking?” she asked.

“I don’t know yet. I want to know what Eleazar thinks, but I’m pretty fucking sure that we’ll have to head all the way to Moscow and start from fucking scratch,” I said, locking gazes with my wife. “I can’t ask you to stay. I can see by your face you won’t fucking listen.”

She smirked, but it fell quickly. “You’re gonna need me, Jasper, Mickey, Alec, and Emmett.”

“Not to mention Kurt. Apparently, he’s fluent,” I said, eyeing the man in question.

“You never asked,” he snorted, shrugging a shoulder. “But yeah. My grandmother was Russian; she taught me.”

Nodding that I’d heard him, I looked back to Bella. “This is a hostage thing for you, isn’t it?”

“Yes,” she whispered, looking worried that I’d deny her, but in all reality, I’d need her.

However, leaving our kids behind was my biggest concern. But I also knew my wife, and having this situation so blatantly thrown in her face would bring back a shit-ton of bad memories, and with it, possible panic attacks. She loved my father as her own, and she wouldn’t just stay behind. She’d be useless at Aunt Kate’s, but with me, she’d be a sharp as hell force to contend with.

“There will be rules, sweetness.” I raised an eyebrow at her, knowing she’d understand. She’d have to listen to every damn word I had to say if she came along, but her ability to read info, her attention to detail, and her perfect fucking aim would be needed on this trip.

She nodded, but didn’t argue.

{Fastenin’ my seat belt before readin’ one more word!}

~oOo~

Again, I’m gonna have to remind my readers that 99.9% of my recs are for ADULTS ONLY which means if you’re under 18, kindly exit stage right!!!

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5621687/1/Blue-Edward

What if blood weren’t the only scent of Bella’s that Edward smelled? How do you handle sitting next to someone who arouses your dormant sexual energy? A completed work.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Fantasy – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 41 – Words: 101,467 – Reviews: 1,201 – Favs: 1,083 – Follows: 627 – Updated: Aug 24, 2011 – Published: Dec 29, 2009 – Status: Complete – id: 5621687

For those of you who haven’t read anything by Mrs. Cope, you’re in for a real treat!

I didn’t know what to do. I bent over my notebook, writing her name over and over, trying to think of something else, anything else that would ease the swelling in my pants and get her scent out of my mind.

“Hey. Edward.” Jasper stood at the door of the biology lab, sending me a quick nod of recognition. I saw his pupils dilate for a brief instant as he picked up on my pathetic arousal. “Still can’t talk to her without a stiffie?”

If it had been anyone else, I’d probably have been pissed, but Jasper said it all without judgment or ridicule. I could feel comfort rolling towards me suffused with relaxation and the icy muzzle of sexual revulsion that accompanied kissing your grandmother.

“Thanks, Jazz. Yeah, I’m still having ‘problems’.” I looked down at my crotch as my erection began to fizzle. “I can’t get her out of my mind. I don’t know what it is about her that just bothers me so.”

“Look, Edward. I know it’s har- I mean, tough. She’s pretty. She smells good. It’s been what, like a hundred years? You just gotta get a hold of yourself.” He stood across the desk from me as I gathered my things. “I mean, like literally, dude. Grab the reins.”

“Jasper, I’m trying,” I said, feeling as if I weren’t really trying, just whining. “I just don’t know what I’m going to do.”

Have you jerked off? Today? Like, recently?

“Jazz. What do you think.” He should know by now. Any more trips to the bathroom and people would begin to think I had a permanent case of the runs. I stood up, brushing the front of my t-shirt and pants back into smoothness.

We just worry about you, man.

My head flew up as my eyes met his. “Oh, Jesus God! You didn’t tell Alice, did you?” He looked down at his feet; his sheepish grin was as plain as an admission.

“Christ, Jasper! She’s my sister, for crying out loud!” I grabbed my books from the table, any vestiges of my erection sapped away in shame.

“Edward,” he started. “I didn’t want…”

“He didn’t tell me, stupid, I saw it.” Alice waited by the door, hand on hip with that impish smirk on her face. “And it isn’t like the is the first time, either. I have so many visions of you pulling on your dick I think I’m hiccupping.”

“Look. Just. Leave. Me. Alone.” I knew I couldn’t blush, and I’d never heard of a vampire dying of embarrassment, but I knew there was a first time for everything. I fished my keys out of my pocket. “Just take the damn car home. I’m going to walk.” I slammed the keys on the lab table and ran out the door at top speed.

Pretty sure Blue Edward refers to poor Edward’s blue balls *gigglesnort!*

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7339785/1/Crimson-Edward

At last, Edward has his Bella. Why, then, is he experiencing bouts of high anxiety and seeing red? This AU story follows the canon pairings with some unexpected twists from Edward’s point of view. Sequel to Blue Edward.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Fantasy/Angst – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 25 – Words: 84,635 – Reviews: 540 – Favs: 230 – Follows: 203 – Updated: Sep 3, 2012 – Published: Aug 31, 2011 – Status: Complete – id: 7339785

So, finally gettin’ laid only brought a whole ‘nother set of problems for poor Edward!

The crimson veil ripened, blossoming around me, around her; if she touched me… Images of violence and lust danced in my head. “Bella, don’t… please…”

The plea broke her concentration, returning her gaze to my face. The red veil colored the chocolate of her eyes, and I saw in her the newborn she would become: strong, robust, unbreakable. Panting broke from my lips, hoarse and guttural, and I felt unable to catch my breath, choking. I knew her skin was tender, her flesh weak, but my need perverted my perception, driving me to near insanity, pushing me to take her, fuck her, ram my body into her. 

“Edward?” she whispered, now sitting in alarm. My thoughts flew into chaos as my mind flashed through the surrounding woods. Alice’s thoughts drifted into my head, her anxiousness for our return… Carlisle read a medical journal debating the cause of seizures in certain types of…The man hiking through the woods thought his fiancé was wrong about the disbanded campground… ‘Don’t go there. I can smell them from here. They’re having sex.’ *disgust* ‘Her scent is strong, but his is as heated as wildfire’… My body was rigid and my eyes unblinking, all senses filled with Bella, her smell, her sex, her eyes holding mine. I was everywhere, I was only here, I danced on the head of a pin, I flew through the air. 

“Edward? You’re scaring me,” she said, apprehension growing in her expression. She knelt before me, leaning to touch me. Oh, I was doomed, doomed.

There is an HEA but it’s one helluva ride to get there LOL!

Now, what fics held you spellbound this week?

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

ROB ATTACK

Evenin’, ladies!

Well, I might not have gotten as far into the 3rd episode of Drotuno’s Gravity Series as I’d planned but at least I got to the chapter where Bella completely loses her shit on an old flame of Edward’s who is currently their priority client  LOL!

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7574955/1/Gravity-Series-3-Smoke-Mirrors

3rd in the Gravity Series. Carlisle brings a client to Gravity for protection, but there is more to this famous female singer than meets the eye. Bella, Edward, and crew not only will have to keep her safe but figure out who is threatening her. AH/Sequel

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Adventure – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 26 – Words: 255,360 – Reviews: 3,188 – Favs: 1,657 – Follows: 805 – Updated: Feb 26, 2012 – Published: Nov 23, 2011 – Status: Complete – id: 7574955

A fiery, raging ire started to build quickly through me. I’d warned Kyra to back off, but she still wasn’t listening, and this time, she’d gone too far. She was fucking touching him. And it wasn’t just the fact that she was touching him; it was where she was touching him. The Cullen crest. My tattoo. The one he’d gotten to remind himself that family came first, and from the look on his face, she was completely violating it.

“This is new, Edward,” Kyra crooned.

Strong arms tried to reach for me, but my training kicked into overdrive. There wasn’t any stopping me. I dodged Edward’s grasp, spinning when he tried again, and swung hard at Kyra’s face. Not giving her a chance to catch her breath, I landed on top of her, causing sawdust to plume up around us. Before the bitch could bleed from the split lip I’d just given her, my gun was out of the small of my back and in her face.

I pulled the hammer back slowly, letting the satisfying sound of the metallic click to echo around her.

“Bella…” Edward called, but I couldn’t stop myself if I tried.

“I could kill you, you know,” I told her, my voice low as I wrapped a hand around her throat. “You won’t talk to him, you won’t look at him, and you certainly won’t fucking touch him. It’s one thing to not listen to my warnings, but it’s another to talk to my child like that. We’re done here. You’re no longer our responsibility. Period. You can fucking take your chances with FBI. And trust me when I tell you…that doesn’t always work,” I sneered, gripping her throat tighter.

The woodshed’s doorway filled up with people – crew, FBI, and Kyra’s people. I shook my head at them all.

Gator started for me, but Edward stopped him.

“Come near me, and I pull the fucking trigger. I’m not done here,” I warned them, turning back to her. “Yes, he turned you down,” I whispered so that only she could hear me, “and yes, he totally makes you feel safe. I get that, really, I do, but this wasn’t the way to go about it. He’s mine. You need closure? That’s all the closure you’re getting. You wanted safety? Well, that safety is just about to walk away.”

“Edward, please!” she begged, though it came out a little jagged, because my fingers squeezed just a little too tight. “I need him,” she rasped, her voice barely a whisper as she gazed up at me.

I pulled my hand back and let it fly, smacking hard across her face, but before I could do it again, I was pulled up and off of her, securely wrapped up in unforgiving arms.

“So do I! And you’re going to get him killed!” I said through gritted teeth, kicking at my captor. 

Of course, now both Kay and Zveka are waaaay ahead of me but I intend to make it up tomorrow…the good Lord willin’ and the creek don’t dry!

~oOo~

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11483103/1/The-Empty-Bag

After the disastrous birthday party that injured her arm, Bella can see that Edward is pulling away from her. Tired of staying away while Edward distances himself, Bella decides to start the conversation a day earlier than he had planned. But will it change anything? New Moon AU. COMPLETE.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Hurt/Comfort – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 32 – Words: 167,413 – Reviews: 1,665 – Favs: 1,168 – Follows: 1,232 – Updated: Apr 15, 2016 – Published: Sep 2, 2015 – Status: Complete – id: 11483103

Anyone who has had a bad break up with their high school boyfriend and still had to see him every day afterwards will relate to Bella’s plight!

Throughout the rest of the week, I can tell the news is slowly spreading about our break up. Luckily, most people leave me alone and very few people ask me about it. I think I have my friends to thank for that. Some boy in history started asking me about why we broke up and Mike jumped in and told the kid to shut up and mind his own business. I was surprised and gave him a relieved smile. Mike winked back and gave me a covert thumbs up. 

It was really tough telling them, but I’m glad I didn’t wait. I’ve had their support and friendship to get me through this week and every day with them has been less uncomfortable. It is nice to know that I have good friends who have my back when I need them. 

It makes me realize that I’ve kind of neglected those relationships. 

Edward and I were in our own little bubble most of the time and I would want to spend all my extra time with him. Now that it is no longer an option, it makes me happy to know that I still have other people to spend time with, if I want. I don’t have to sit around and feel sorry for myself. 

I’m not quite out of that stage yet.

This is where I knew we were in for a different Bella than the broken ghost of a girl from canon New Moon!

“We need to find you a rebound,” Jessica declares suddenly.

“Woah,” I exclaim, putting my hand up. “That is not happening.

Like ever.”

“Ever? Come on, Bella! That is what helped me get over Mike. I just found someone new to flirt with. It’s fun! It doesn’t have to be serious.”

“I have realized I’m not a casual kind of person.” I confess. “And anyway, boys are gross,” I tease, trying to joke.

“You think Edward is gross?” Jessica asks incredulously.

“No.” He’s so far from gross, it’s not even funny. But he is not a boy. “I meant other boys. They’re gross.”

“What are you? Nine? They don’t have cooties,” Jessica laughs.

“When they are no longer gross, I’ll let you know.” She huffs like she’s frustrated, but she’s also smiling. I’m obviously joking. Kind of.

Jessica leaves us to head to her own classroom, but Angela and I have this next one together. . . with Edward. I pause outside the classroom and take a deep breath before pushing the door open.

Edward is already in his desk, the one directly in front of mine.

“We’ve all got your back,” Angela says. “You know that, right?”

“I know.” I look at her and grab her hand for a second, giving it a grateful squeeze.

I walk up the aisle to my seat and try not to look at him, but of course I fail.

I meet his eyes and he smiles and mouths, “Gross.” I smack my hand over my face in embarrassment, trying to cover my sudden flaming blush. He smiles bigger when he sees my reaction.

We really, really need to stop talking about him at school.

No idea what possessed me to open the link last night but it turned into a marathon read lastin’ well into today until I finished all 32 chapters!

My apologies to the author for readin’ so fast I didn’t have a chance to leave any comments *BAD RITA!*

~oOo~

Before we move on to my WIP of the Week, will all the under 18’s kindly move along to a more kid friendly site?  Thanks!

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{banner appears to be by Clo Rodeffer aka HeartForTwilight}

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10007002/1/Body-Art

Edward is a Bi sexual tattoo artist that just wants to find the perfect person but he is starting to realized that is not as easy as it seems. Until one night at work in they walked.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Humor – Bella, Edward, Jasper – Chapters: 7 – Words: 14,762 – Reviews: 264 – Favs: 417 – Follows: 638 – Updated: 4h ago – Published: Jan 9, 2014 – id: 10007002

When I make it to the counter, the sexy as sin couple is still here and it looks like they are fighting over something. Looking left to Rose, I see her just shaking her head and walking to the back. I place my smirk on my lips then knock on the countertop with my knuckles to get their attention.

When they both look up at me with lust in their hungry eyes, my forced smirk turns into a real smile. Now here is the tricky part of every meeting for me since I can’t speak. I raise my hands and sign, “Hi, can I help you guys with something?”

By some miracle, both Bella and Jasper know sign language and Bella explains the back piece she wants!

What neither of them realize is that Edward is NOT deaf and hears Bella askin’ Jasper if he as interested in Edward as much as she is!

“Sorry that I have waited until now to bring it up, but the way you were looking at him told me just how much you wanted it again and I knew you would never do it or bring it up on your own. Now I love you and I want you to sit and think about what I just said. We both want to mount this guy and if he is only into you then fine, but I get to watch!”

After Bella finishes, I am speechless and it has nothing to do with the fact that I can’t talk. Fuck! I could have both? Please, Jesus, I am a good man and I really want this.

While poly is not my usual genre of choice, this is a seriously hot, down and dirty, raunchy, funny as hell fic I could not resist!

A warnin’ up front…this author hasn’t completed any of her seven fics YET but, havin’ read what she’s written so far, I’m prepared to have a little faith that she will finish them as promised, despite her hectic RL!

So, what fics have had your attention this week?

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

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Hog heaven, ladies!

That’s where I am right now…smack dab in the middle of hog heaven, also known as Drotuno’s Gravity Series LMAO!

In fact, it looks like I’m gonna hangin’ around on Deb’s turf for awhile since the Angel Series is already tuggin’ on my shirttail {she’s gonna get sooo sick of me *snickers*}!

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{banner by Fallingsnow Winter}

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7119225/1/Gravity-Series-2-Sin-Innocence

The sequel to Blood & Glory: Gravity’s business is booming, but what happens when a ghost from the past shows up, taking the only thing that matters? Can the team work together to fix it, or will they rip apart at the seams? Rated M E/B

Rated: Fiction M – English – Adventure/Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 27 – Words: 264,549 – Reviews: 3,244 – Favs: 1,929 – Follows: 818 – Updated: Nov 19, 2011 – Published: Jun 26, 2011 – Status: Complete – id: 7119225

Everyone knows you NEVER get between a mama bear and her cub! Well, when someone has the audacity to take Edward and Bella’s daughter hostage, they have noooo idea the lengths her family will go to to get her back or the hell about to rain down upon them!

The crowd outside started to scream and run from the activity. I felt, rather than heard, Edward’s chopper blades as he swooped closer for Jasper and Eleazar. I could see Wes trying to guide innocent people out through the front doors as we got closer and closer to the exit, which was getting tougher to see with all the smoke inside the station.

I walked calmly out the doors, Walter’s gun still at my side, and I gave Wes a minute shake of my head when he flinched at the sight of me. I needed them to let me go. I needed to get to Bethy, even if it was being held against my will. And I needed to face the wrath of Walter and Lilith when they finally realized that they didn’t have a fucking dime.

Wes’ face held worry and anger, but it also held a vow that he would find me. His head spun when screeching tires pulled to a halt in front of the three of us. The side door of the old tan minivan slammed open, and Walter rushed me inside to the backseat.

“Get in and get down,” he ordered, looking over his shoulder as Rusty barreled his way out the front doors and dove in the van.

Edward’s chopper swung low and dangerous over the scattering crowd that was heading away from fire alarms and gunshots, the side doors open, with Eleazar hanging out one side and Jasper another.

A woman screamed in the middle of the street when a camo wearing man wrapped her hair around his hand and pointed a gun to her temple, yelling something at a nearby Fed. The D.O.A. member never stood a chance, because Jasper never missed. One resounding pop, and the man’s head snapped back. He hit the asphalt, causing the woman to stumble forward.

“Who the fuck are they?” Lilith gasped, her mouth hanging wide as she dove into the car beside me.

“Doesn’t matter,” Walter growled, slamming the minivan’s side door. “Go, Kurt. . . Drive! They won’t shoot while this bitch is in this car. She’s worth too much.”

He grabbed my ponytail, jerking it roughly and practically spitting in my face. “You’ll pay for this shit, Isabella,” he sneered, holding up a syringe. “You just couldn’t do as you were told, could you?” he asked, slamming the needle into my arm and depressing the plunger.

My world blurred completely out of focus into nothingness.

That was just the tiniest bit of the incredible action Deb gives us in Book 2 but it’s enough for you to see why I’m so invested in this story…oh, and this, too!

The nurse behind the counter looked like someone had stunned her, and my eyebrows shot up high when I realized it was my husband that had her completely mesmerized. It was something I was used to, because he was absolutely gorgeous, without a doubt. Add the little sweet clone on his lap, and he created fodder for fantasizing females everywhere. I understood it. In fact, I couldn’t blame them. 

The beautiful part was that all the credit went to Edward. He was completely and utterly ignorant to every stare, every gasp, every bite on a bottom lip, every roaming eye that took in his entire being, and every groan that he had the ability to bring out in women. His whole world was me and the little chatterbox on his lap, and anything outside of that just wasn’t important to him. 

That being said, that didn’t mean that these women didn’t. . . try. I’d seen waitresses slip him phone numbers, cashiers drop every penny in their hand so they could show off their cleavage, and don’t get me started on what his mere presence could do when he worked out at a hotel gym – something I’d almost put an end to the last time we took a trip. One poor girl just about fell off the fucking treadmill as he lifted weights in the corner. He was innocently deadly, and that just made him all the more attractive.

*Swoon…THUD!*

~oOo~

As my WIP of the Week, I’m very pleased to bring you Christa’s latest fic!

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{banner by MariaCarro}

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12154644/1/The-Devil-s-Plan

Banned from Heaven for thinking himself above God, Lucifer bides his time searching for a way to gain his reentry into Heaven and taking the throne of God for himself. He has waited centuries for the one he needs to be born. The lives of Bella Swan and Edward Cullen are about to be changed forever, if they are not strong enough for the fight ahead, mankind will pay the price.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Supernatural/Drama – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 13 – Words: 59,413 – Reviews: 291 – Favs: 120 – Follows: 232 – Updated: Jan 16 – Published: Sep 18, 2016 – id: 12154644

Edward Cullen’s father and brother are very unhappy campers!

“This is bullshit!”

“Emmett Michael Cullen, you watch your mouth.”

Edward hung his head as he watched his older brother visibly struggle to keep his anger in check over his father’s announcement that the family would be leaving Seattle for a tiny dot on the map called, Forks.

“That little shit fucks up and I lose everything I’ve worked for? You guys can go wherever you want, but I’m not leaving.” The force of Emmett’s chair hitting the wall as he stormed from the table and out of the room shook the walls of the substantial house.

“That went well.” Esme Cullen glared at her husband before reaching for her ever present wine glass.

“Es, don’t start.” Her husband warned.

Edward lifted his eyes to see his parents glaring at each other.

“Please don’t fight.”

Both of his parent’s turned to him as if just realizing he was there.

“This is all my fault. Please don’t yell at each other.”

Edward felt his father’s glare as his mother moved from her seat to put a comforting hand on her youngest son’s back.

Carlisle opened his mouth to reiterate that indeed their current predicament was Edward’s fault, but thought better of it when he looked into the regretful eyes of his son and the lines of worry and sadness on his wife’s beautiful face.

“Yes, well, this family needs to move forward. Forks will give us all a fresh start. I need to go to the hospital and start preparing my patients’ files for transfer.” Carlisle grabbed his keys from the side table and followed in the wake of his older son’s prior departure.

“Honey. . . ”

“No. Mom, why don’t you just send me away? Send me to grandma in Chicago or military school? Why disrupt the whole family? I was the one who fucked up. I should be the one to leave.”

Esme tamped down the need to reproach him for his language as she looked into the sad green eyes of her baby, the son she’d failed.

“Baby, everything will be fine. We’ll put this behind us. You’ll see.”

Edward nodded at her assurances, but in his head, he was already planning the garden he would help her grow, the extra chores he would do to make things up to his brother and then, well, he didn’t know how to fix things with his father, but he’d keep trying.

Awww, poor baby…what could he have possibly done that was so bad? And how will Bella make it better?

There were two things that Bella knew for certain about Edward Cullen: first, he needed a friend and she was going to do everything in her power to be a friend to him and second, there was a dark cloud hanging over the Cullen family that she feared if not dispelled soon, would damage the family forever.

I’ve been a fan of Christa’s since she posted her first one shot back in 2011 and, if she keeps writin’ like this, I’m prepared to follow her for years to come…join me!!!

~oOo~

Now, normally I don’t revisit fics I’ve already rec’d but I’m gonna make an exception for Gabby’s Rescue Ink as I’ll explain below!

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{Edward manip by Clo Rodeffer, HeartforTwilightProductions / banner by Gabby’s daughter, Shawna!}

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11895298/1/Rescue-Ink

Carlisle Cullen is a pillar of the community. He’s a humane veterinarian/philanthropist who owns an animal hospital & shelter. He’s a loving husband, a devout father, & his three sons follow in his footsteps as well as on a Harley. They’re tattooed bad boys who right the wrong to protect & save. They have hearts that fall in love with the blink of an eye. Well, except for Edward.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Family – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 39 – Words: 84,081 – Reviews: 3,475 – Favs: 1,027 – Follows: 1,728 – Updated: Jan 26 – Published: Apr 14, 2016 – id: 11895298

So, if you’ve been followin’ the story, Rose had a problem carryin’ her babies to term and Bella calls on her surrogate grandmother, Annie Mae, to help with a little voodoo magic…the good kind! As a result, Rose is now pregnant with twins!

To add to the joyous news, both Jasper and Edward announce to the family that, in fact, Alice and Bella are pregnant, as well!

Carlisle and Esme have their heads together with Annie Mae. Edward and I watch with interest. 

Esme finally sits up and loudly whispers. “Multiples?” 

Annie Mae just grins.

Oops! Seems there was a slight miscalculation on Annie Mae’s part LMAO!

To celebrate, Gabby has decided to have a contest where everyone gets to guess who’s having what…from twins to triplets or quads…girls, boys or both! {I’ve already submitted my guess *fingers crossed!*}.

She will send the winner or winners a treat or two from New Orleans and I guaran-damn-tee you gettin’ actual mail from NOLA is a real kick!

Now, remember Rose will have twins but will she have 2 girls, 2 boys or 1 of each?

If you’d like to get in on Gabby’s goodies from NOLA, leave her a review at the last update or send her a PM and let her know your thoughts…GOOD LUCK!!!

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

Rob Attack

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

ROB ATTACK

Evenin’, ladies!

Only one complete fic this week that began as a one-shot for the Mine to Mark Contest,  receivin’ 1st place Public vote, 2nd place Judge’s Vote, Most Tantalizing Lemon, Most Seductive Edward, and Hottest Dirty Talk!

ROB ATTACK

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8913601/1/Thank-You-For-Waiting

When a mysterious stranger moves in next door to Bella in the middle of the night, he awakens something inside her that she didn’t even realize she yearned for. One shot written for the Mine To Mark contest.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 4 – Words: 39,434 – Reviews: 180 – Favs: 534 – Follows: 455 – Updated: Jan 19 – Published: Jan 16, 2013 – Status: Complete – id: 8913601

They Meet…They Mate…They Marry…They Multiply! How predictable, you might say, and you might actually be right if it wasn’t for love-tart’s  way of bringin’ Edward and Bella to life for us in a way that will send the stock in ShamWows through the roof!

I made my way to my bedroom, pondering the arrival of the stranger.

My mind was so sufficiently distracted that it took me a moment to realize what I was seeing. My bedroom window was open; I had left it like that because it was such a warm and breezy night. It’s not like I worried about someone climbing in through my window; the crime rate in our tiny town of Forks, WA was slim to none. So when it was nice out I usually left my windows open.

Oh, dear God. He the most beautiful thing I think I’d ever seen.

His jaw was strong, and my eyes dropped to fasten on his Adam’s apple as he swallowed from a bottle of water. He lowered the bottle and licked his lips and I swear I actually whimpered. Those lips were dark pink, soft and perfect, and even with the distance separating us I could see that they were unbelievably kissable.

I was wrong about his hair. It wasn’t regular, medium, brown, but rather a rich coppery hue. It was tousled and sticking up all over, and I suddenly ached for the soft brush of it against my fingertips, my throat, the sensitive skin of my thighs.

I felt slightly creepy, just watching him when he was so unaware of my presence, but I literally could not stop. My eyes were drawn to him, refusing to look away. They followed him closely, and I felt them widen when he reached back with one hand and tugged his shirt over his head.

Holy shit.

His body was literally a work of art. Not only was it toned and tight, broad-shouldered with slim hips, but it was also a canvas for some amazing tattoos. There were lines of script on the left side of his ribcage, and a stunning flock of ravens across his back. Colorful Koi swam down his left arm amid lush blue waters and green jungle plants. Some sort of coat of arms covered his outer right bicep.

He bent over to retrieve something and I admired the long, strong line of his back; two dimples were visible just above the edge of his jeans.

I sidestepped quickly when he turned to fully face the window. I calmed my racing heart after a few seconds and peeked around the edge of the window. I frowned. His light was now turned off, the bedroom in darkness.

It’s not long before they meet and sparks really start to fly on their first date when Bella notices his tongue is pierced!

“I really want to kiss you right now,” he said huskily.

“Please,” I breathed, aching for the touch of his lips.

“I can’t,” he replied. “Not here. I’ve barely held myself in check all night long. You’re so fucking beautiful, and if I kiss you now I won’t be able to stop.”

I took a deep, unsteady breath. God, he smelled amazing, so warm and clean and manly. The scent was just radiating off of him and invading all of my senses.

I watched as he glanced around sharply, seeming to look for something.

“What is it?” I whispered.

He looked down into my face.

“I don’t want anyone watching this,” he replied, just before his mouth covered mine.

Oh, sweet Jesus, the man could kiss. His lips were unbelievably soft and warm and they just molded to mine so perfectly. I moaned, opening my mouth and gratefully accepting the sinuous plunge of his tongue. I encountered his piercing and was immediately enthralled.

He held still, letting me explore him. I brushed the little silver ball with my tongue and was startled – yet searingly aroused – by the groan that he emitted. So I did it again and was rewarded the same way. I grew bolder, slowly licking up the length of his tongue before flicking the piercing more firmly.

Edward snapped. His hips thrust against me and his fingers slid up my throat to curve around the back of my neck. He held me still, trapped between him and the car door, while he kissed me almost savagely. It was in-fucking-credible. Never had I been so completely possessed by a man’s mouth. I gloried in it. I was fucking born to be kissed by Edward, to be owned by him like this.

And this is just chapter one *THUD!* Read, ladies…I’m tellin’ you to READ!!!

~oOo~

ROB ATTACK

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12143266/1/Unsteady

One night, successful businesswoman, Bella, stumbles upon Edward stitching up his bloodied face in the office. Edward is unfriendly and rude and people at Cullen Consulting Inc don’t trust him. Soon, Bella becomes obsessed with figuring out what he is hiding from them all and when she finds out, she gets drawn into a world of danger, in which one wrong move will lead to death.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Drama/Romance – Chapters: 12 – Words: 38,670 – Reviews: 601 – Favs: 502 – Follows: 783 – Updated: Jan 11 – Published: Sep 10, 2016 – id: 12143266

“Mr. Masen appears to have a relatively normal life, if not a bit of a reclusive one. His parents are both dead and doesn’t have any other family on record. It doesn’t appear that he has many friends or really any associates he spends much time with. He has however, been spotted multiple times eating at Bite, the restaurant downtown that is owned by one of the Brigado sons.”

Bella looked at the picture of him entering the restaurant.

“After talking with a chatty hostess, it seems that he always eats alone and always orders the same thing. He is served by the same waiter every time as well,” Mr. Marcus said slowly.

Bella was not necessarily sure what that meant, but Mr. Marcus was looking at her meaningfully.

“And this one?” she asked, flipping to the next picture.

It was Edward reaching into the back of his waistband of a suit.

“Masen appears to be the owner of several guns, which he carries regularly on his person. And while that isn’t necessarily illegal, it doesn’t appear as if those guns were legally purchased, nor does he actually have a permit to conceal and carry,” Marcus said as Bella stared at the picture. 

“When were these taken?” Bella asked, moving to close the folder again.

“Last night.”

Mr. Marcus was looking at her and he didn’t seem concerned about his pending job application. He kind of shook his head to himself.

“Mr. Masen is one interesting man.”

Bella could only nod in response.

Interesting…and potentially dangerous.

Tryin’ to figure out what Edward is up to and why brings Bella closer and closer to an answer she’s might not be able to live with…literally!

Edward leveled her with an angry glare. “You do not need to be around this, Swan.”

Bella looked down at her fingers as Edward continued to breathe shallowly.

“What is this, exactly?” she asked quietly.

Edward closed his eyes and rested his head against the stall behind him. He stayed like that for an undeterminable amount of time – so long that Bella was sure he was going to ignore her existence.

“This,” he finally intoned, “is what Carlisle does not know he asks of me.”

Bella was silent in response. She did not understand what he meant, yet was hardly in the position to be asking more questions, especially given the fact that he had answered one already. She didn’t want him to continue to try and send her away and so, she remained quiet, determining that her presence there was more important than answers at the moment. Without a word, Edward pushed up the sleeve of his already unbuttoned white dress shirt. His hands shook as he pushed it past his elbow and let it drop to his lap for Bella to examine.

There were angry red dots right along certain parts of his veins.

They were tiny, yet the recently dried blood around them left Bella to conclude that these were recent.

He seemed resigned to her presence and resigned to his fate. He rested his head against the stall, his eyes closed as he let his arms loosely encircled his raised knees. Bella guessed he was determined to wait out the lasting effects of whatever had been injected into his system, and she’d be damned if she let him do it alone.

This is a slow burn, people…but soooo worth it!

~oOo~

ROB ATTACK

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12109038/1/Under-Her-Spell-Book-One-Edward-Masen-in-Meeting-My-Destiny

Ten years ago four people were forced from their world into his. He learned that he could live another way but not until it was time. He never thought that he’d be liberated from high school purgatory by the brightest star in his eternal life.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Drama – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 13 – Words: 142,635 – Reviews: 235 – Favs: 114 – Follows: 180 – Updated: 8h ago – Published: Aug 19, 2016 – id: 12109038

Oh, Reneeeee! Here’s that HP/Twilight crossover I told you about a couple weeks ago LOL!

“Mrs. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, may I please have some paper and ink?” a young girl, about ten years old, asked while she skipped into an odd-looking kitchen.

“Of course, my sweet Isabella. What do you need them for?” the aforementioned Mrs. Weasley asked as she pulled some parchment, ink, and a quill down from a shelf to put in front of her.

Isabella smiled a stunning smile for one so young. “I’m going to draw my Edward and his family.”

Mrs. Weasley nodded. “Well, okay then. We wouldn’t want you to stop drawing your Edward now, would we? You’ll be drawing his family too? How many pieces will you need?”

When her answer didn’t come immediately, she looked at Isabella to see her contemplating with her eyes closed and her finger tapping her lip.

“Hmmm, I’ll need eleven, please.”

Again, Mrs. Weasley nodded, took out her wand, and replicated eleven pieces of parchment; she then floated them to the table in front of the sweet girl.

It was well into the afternoon when Isabella had finished her drawings.

Mrs. Weasley saw them on the table and decided to look through them. Her eyes grew bigger and bigger when she came to the last few pictures. She turned to the owl sitting on the kitchen windowsill, quickly wrote a note on a piece of parchment, and tied it to his leg.

“To Dumbledore, Errol, quickly; this is important.”

Mrs. Weasley started on that day’s dinner after she had spread the drawings on the large table in the kitchen. She busied herself getting everything ready, or watching the pots simmering on the range, until she was distracted by a loud pop from outside. Seconds later, a tall man with a very long beard and half-moon spectacles tapped on the door frame.

“Albus! I’m so glad you could spare the time. Come in, come in.”

“What was the urgent message for, Molly?” he asked.

She nodded to the parchment laying on the table. “Take a look, Albus, and tell me what you see. Isabella has been drawing at least four times a week since her fifth birthday, and it’s always the same thing. My Edward.”

“Well, she’s part Veela, so if she draws anyone on a consistent basis, you should know what that means,” Albus Dumbledore said. “It is unusual that she drew others, though.” He turned his attention back to the drawings.

He picked them up one by one, acknowledging them for what they were. “Vampire, vampire, vampire; vampire dressed as a doctor, vampire, two more vampires, and…No!” he gasped. “It can’t be.

They were supposed to have died years ago!”

Dumbledore continued to stare at the last four pictures. The ones I could see that had him intrigued were of a dark-haired man whose hair was down to his shoulders, a taller, older-looking man I recognized straight away, another darker-haired man who had round glasses, and then a little boy, again with round glasses. But this boy also had a scar on his head, a scar in the shape of a lightning bolt.

“Molly, you better call Arthur home; he’s going to need to look after the younger ones. It looks like you, Isabella, and I are going to be going on a trip to the United States.” Albus laughed as he looked back at an older picture of Isabella’s Edward. “She’s even managed to tell us where they are located.”

Molly took the picture from Albus to have a look before she ran from the room getting the other pictures from the last five years. “Oh, my God, she’s been telling us the whole time she’s been here, but I never took notice. What does it mean? And why is he hers?” she asked, holding up the last picture.

“He’s her mate, Molly. Veela are immortal, and if they are lucky enough, for all their lives, they dream of just one man repetitively. Their mate. She is exceptional in that she’s dreamt of his family too. But now we must prepare her and ourselves to go to Forks, Washington.”

This is the beginnin’ of Bubbleybear’s epic project of weavin’ the Twilight characters into the wizardin’ world of Hogwarts! I would love to just show you the whole thing right now but I’ll leave you with Bella’s beautiful introduction to the Edward and his family!

“Hello, Miss Rosalie. You’re my big sister along with Miss Alice. I know you will be the best big sisters in the whole wide world.” She beamed like a sunny day. “My name is Isabella, but you are going to call me Bella.”

Rose and Alice had leaned forward to interact with her, but she surprised them by leaning forward and placing kisses on their cheeks.

I watched as Rose reached out and tucked some hair behind her ear. “Well, hello, you adorable little girl. I’d be honored to be your big sister.”

“Me too.” Alice clapped quietly. “We’re all going to be the best of friends.”

Isabella beamed at them again before moving on. “Mr. Jasper, you don’t need to worry; you aren’t going to eat me.” She giggled. “I don’t smell like food! Will you be my big brother?”

Jasper, who had been standing, dropped down to his knees, picked up her hand, then gallantly bowed over it, placing a kiss. “You, little lady, are fascinating. And I’d love to be your big brother.”

Again she surprised him by kissing him on the cheek and moving on to Emmett. “Hello, Mr. Bear. I don’t need to ask you because you always want to have fun! And I’m fun!”

Emmett let out a boisterous laugh, bending down to pick her up.

“Of that, Miss Bella, I have no doubt. I can’t wait to get to know you.”

She leaned in and started to whisper, it looked like she didn’t know that we could hear her. “Could you please put me down on my mummy’s lap?”

Esme put her hand over her mouth trying not to let out another sob. She was overwhelmed that this little girl wanted her to be her mother. She looked over at me, telling me silently that we would be taking care of her and confirming that she was my mate. When I nodded to let her know it was true, she held her hands out to Emmett.

Isabella snuggled right up under her chin after she was placed down. She sighed. “It’s so nice to have a mummy who will love and care for me.”

Esme whispered in her ear. “You don’t have to worry about it ever again. I will always love and care for you, Bella. I promise.” It was that promise that made Isabella break down into sobs. It looked like she’d been holding that in for quite some time. “Hush, shhh, my beautiful girl. I’m always going to be here.”

When Bella finished, she got up and walked directly to me. She climbed up onto my lap with no hesitation at all. She placed her hands on either side of my face before leaning in and placing the smallest, softest kiss on my cheek. “Hello, my Edward. I’m your Isabella. We’re mates, and I’ve been dreaming about you for years. I’m going to call you Teddy like your mother did, and to you, I’m going to be Isa.”

I leaned in and gave her a light kiss on the cheek. “Hello, Isa. I believe you are right because I feel the electrical charge between us that the other mated couples feel. Do you feel it?” She nodded so hard I thought she was going to pop her head right off. The others snickered at her. “I can’t wait to get to know you better too, and I’d love to be your Teddy.”

“Good.” She yawned before laying her head on my chest and going straight to sleep. Again, the others snickered as I wrapped my arms around her, holding her to me. She was the most adorable child I had ever seen. I had a feeling she was going to grow into one stunning woman.

“Well, that was certainly the most interesting introduction we’ve had in a while. Is it true?” Emmett commented.

I nodded, but it was Jasper who answered. “Their bond is already strong. I can feel what they are feeling and just being together like that is enough. They’re mates, but the mating instinct isn’t there yet.”

“As well it shouldn’t be,” Albus stated. “And it won’t be there until she comes of age around sixteen or seventeen.”

This first “book” is nearin’ completion and I’m so anxious to see what she does with the next one *squeeee!*

What’s everyone readin’ this week?

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

ROB ATTACK

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ROB ATTACK

Evenin’, ladies!

Anyone don’t believe in miracles, I’m here to prove you wrong! After a hiatus of three years and some change, Catastrophia managed to hit the ball right outta the park and bring Me and Mr Cullen home COMPLETE!

ROB ATTACK

That was me when I saw the updates pop up in my inbox…two in a row *THUD!*

ROB ATTACK

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7925096/1/Me-and-Mr-Cullen

It was just a long weekend in Vegas, so how did eighteen year old high school senior Bella Swan end up married to thirty one year old movie exec, Edward Cullen? This is the story of their awkward life. Rated M for future lemons.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Drama – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 39 – Words: 142,116 – Reviews: 8,859 – Favs: 6,306 – Follows: 7,594 – Updated: Jan 7 – Published: Mar 15, 2012 – Status: Complete – id: 7925096

After a fun day of seein’ the sights of Las Vegas, followed by a sumptuous dinner and too much champagne, the Vegas cliché…

A deep groan escaped the chest beneath my head. How did this happen? My gaze flitted around, realizing that I was not in my hotel room. My eyes shot down, and I sighed when finding my dress was still on and so was most of his suit. Though his shirt was unbuttoned enough to reveal the sculpted chest beneath.

One of the hands moved up and brushed the hair from my face before tilting my head back. Edward’s emerald eyes widened when they met my brown.

“Jesus-fucking-Christ!” he cursed.

His eyes squeezed shut and he pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger. I don’t know why, but his reaction made my chest tighten. I needed to leave, get away, now.

Using the hand on his chest, I pushed up, lifting me from the bed and his warmth.

“I. . . have to go,” I whispered.

He opened his eyes at my movement, and his hand reached out, grabbing mine as I tried to remove it from his chest.

“Wait. . . What the hell is that?” he questioned and my eyes followed his down to the large diamond ring I was sporting.

“I don’t know. It was there when I woke up.”

Quickly, he jerked his other arm out from underneath my body, his eyes widening when a white gold band reflected in the light.

“Oh, my God!” I gasped. “Did we. . . I. . . how. . . ”

“I don’t know, but I think so,” he replied to my incomplete and incoherent questions, the same running through his own mind.

Jumping up, he staggered, grabbing his head and stumbling back to the bed. Trying again, slowly, he walked across the room to the table and picked something up from the glass top.

He picked up another item, and then began mumbling and chanting ‘fuck’ over and over.

“What is it?” I asked, though I had a feeling I knew what it was already.

“Well, Mrs. Cullen, it’s our marriage certificate.”

Fuck. Me.

Each assumed the other regretted the deed and the word annulment was bandied about but a clearer head prevailed!

“There you are! I didn’t think you’d be out all night. Hope you two had fun!” she exclaimed with a wink and ushered us in.

I wanted to face palm myself from her reaction. My mom was actually hoping I had sex with him?

“I’m surprised to see you as well, Edward,” she said, smiling at him.

“Well, hurry on in, check out is in two hours and I want to get another few minutes in at the casino before we head out.”

“Actually, Renee, we have something to tell you before that,” Edward started before announcing. “We got married last night.”

Her eyes were almost bugging out of her head as she looked between us.

“Don’t worry, Mom, we’re going to get an annulment,” I said hurriedly.

“Why?” my mother asked and she was genuinely confused.

What the hell?

Only my mother. Rational people knew why.

“Because, this was a mistake. We just drank too much Champagne.

She’s only eighteen, Renee,” Edward pointed out.

“So. You’re married now; why not give it a try?” Renee questioned like it was the most obvious answer.

“She’s eighteen and still in high school! We live in different states,” he argued.

“Edward, do you like her?” she asked pointedly.

“That’s irrelevant.”

“Just answer, please,” she requested.

Edward’s eyes widened. “Well. . . yes.”

“Good. She’ll go home with you, and I’ll send her things.”

“What?” Edward and I cried at the same time.

“Mom?” I looked at her inquisitively, my chest tightening. Was she trying to get rid of me?

“Oh, Bella, sweetheart,” she said and wrapped her arms around me.

“Why?” I asked softly, my voice quivering.

“I see your why and raise you a how. How do you two know this wasn’t meant to be? Maybe this was destiny hitting you both over the head,” she explained and turned to Edward. “Is that really your only concern, Edward, her age?”

“I. . . ummm.. . she’s in her senior year.”

“Yes, and it’s only the fall semester. She can easily enroll in classes where you live,” she stated and then sighed. “Look, Edward, there must have been something about her that interested you, otherwise you wouldn’t have asked her to marry you. You bought a ring and said ‘I do’. It doesn’t matter how much you had to drink, that was what you did. Drinking is not an excuse to wipe everything away in the morning. You two are married. Deal with it.”

Well, dealin’ with it AND the reaction of Edward’s family prove to be Bella’s real education…oh, that and what she learns from Edward in the bedroom and you’ll have to read to follow his class with her LMAO!

~oOo~

If there was a category of fics called “How The Hell Did I Miss This One?” Drotuno’s Gravity Series would be at the top of the list, which I’ve discovered to my great delight…after much urgin’ from Zveka! She’s even got Kay readin’ along with me while  she’s re-readin’ for the umpteenth time LOL!

ROB ATTACK

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6755101/1/Gravity-Series-1-Blood-Glory

The definition of a mercenary is a soldier for hire. His crew are trained fighting machines. Hers are smart PIs. What happens when they need each other to survive? Canon couples. AH/AU. Rated M for lots of reasons, including violence and lemons.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Hurt/Comfort/Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 33 – Words: 302,953 – Reviews: 4,752 – Favs: 3,790 – Follows: 1,407 – Updated: Jun 25, 2011 – Published: Feb 18, 2011 – Status: Complete – id: 6755101

Edward Cullen is a soldier for hire that works for his father, Bella Swan is a Private Investigator and the daughter of Carlisle Cullen’s best friend, Charlie. When Bella goes missing, Carlisle employs his own band of mercenaries, including his son to find her and protect her. What happens when Bella finds out that her father’s business partner and best friend isn’t exactly what he said he was? What happens when Bella discovers that the boy she met one time is now an efficient military killing machine? And what happens when she decides that it doesn’t matter? But what kind of Bella does Edward find?

First time Bella meets Edward:

I was twelve years old when I met the most beautiful boy I’d ever seen. He was sweet, kind, funny, and had the most adorable speech impediment. He stuttered. A lot. He was shy – very shy – with crazy hair and a crooked smile, but it was his eyes I remembered the most.

Green. They were piercing green, framed with long, dark eyelashes women would give an appendage for. He had a round face – still somewhere between boyish and teen – and smooth, pale skin.

The next time Bella comes face-to-face with Edward years later:

I heard running steps and a door open, but it was a loud boom that made my mind come undone, because suddenly, I was plunged into complete blackness. Miller had turned the lights off on me, but it had never been this dark, because the light from upstairs had always filtered dimly from underneath the door. But this…this was like someone had taped my eyes closed, like I had gone entirely blind. And that scared the shit out of me, because it wasn’t so bad when I could see shit coming my way, and now I couldn’t.

The table I was lying on shook with the force of whatever had exploded.

Another, smaller, explosion happened right above my head, causing dust to fall onto my face, and I started to struggle under the tight leather straps that Miller had around me. I was going to burn right on that table.

Quieter, yet unsure, footsteps came down the stairs, a flashlight behind them, and I started to hyperventilate. I couldn’t breathe, see, or even formulate a clear thought.

“Easy, Bella,” a smooth, velvet, but so very calming voice met my ears, and all I knew was that it wasn’t Miller.

I dissolved into hysterics.

“Shh…it’s okay, it’s okay,” he said, his fingers struggling to slide under the leather straps. “I need to get…something to cover you up…”

“Don’t leave me…” I panicked, grabbing at whatever I could get a hold of once my arms were free. “Please…don’t…” I cried.

“Okay, I won’t, I swear,” he sighed, freeing me from the rest of my restraints. He stepped back just a little, covering me up with what felt like a leather jacket. “Can you hold on?” he asked gently.

I nodded, allowing him to wrap my arms around his shoulders. Warm, strong arms slipped underneath my legs, lifting me up as if I weighed nothing, and I curled into him, unable to stem my tears.

He smelled like leather and comfort and man. He smelled like strength and warmth, and I gave in, because I was too tired, too beaten to fight.

Once he’d carried me up the stairs, I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer.

Should you decide to join us, I promise you won’t regret it!!!

~oOo~

Hold onto your hearts, ladies, ’cause you will not believe how fast you fall completely in love with Edward in Bornonhalloween’s latest jewel, courtesy of the P.S. I Love You Contest!

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12286291/1/Old-School

He’s old school, and I think I like it! 2nd Place Judges’ and Public Votes, P.S. I LOVE YOU CONTEST.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 6 – Words: 12,810 – Reviews: 615 – Favs: 358 – Follows: 599 – Updated: Jan 10 – Published: Dec 23, 2016 – id: 12286291

Of course it starts pouring because I actually flat-ironed my hair this morning. I hunch my shoulders as if playing turtle might stop the raindrops from landing on my head and my skintight clothes. If only I had a real waterproof shell to escape into.

Come on, 51! If the bus arrives before my T-shirt gets soaked through, this day might not be a total disaster.

A body shuffles behind me; the rain stops—or at least, it stops falling on me. A soft pitter-pat above my head muffles the noise pollution of the city street. Any other day, I would shrug away from a stranger’s umbrella. Today, I can’t afford to be prickly. 

Craning my neck, I take a cautious peek at the pavement behind me. A man’s brown loafers, almost twice the size of my own open toed sandals, stand firm against the water droplets ricocheting off the sidewalk. My gaze ventures up his tan corduroy pants, just reaching his thigh when a deep voice startles me.

“Sorry, didn’t meant to scare you. I hope you don’t mind.” 

My focus jumps to the man’s face—a handsome, grown-up face framed by a close-trimmed salt-and-pepper beard. A hint of a smile brushes his cheeks, mirrored in his silvery-blue eyes.

“Not at all. Thanks, actually.”

His grin widens. “It goes against my grain to let a lady get wet.”

Coming from any other guy, that line would definitely ring the creeper bell. Something about this man—maybe the crinkles etched at the corners of his eyes and lips—lends a sense of depth that instantly sets me at ease. Or maybe his swoon-worthy smile has lulled me into a false sense of security.

“I appreciate that.”

“My pleasure.” He steps close to my side, creating a safe, dry island for two.

Such a sweet and saucy first meetin’ as they share an umbrella and a seat on the bus. Of course, this isn’t the last time she sees him!

With trembling fingers, I pull a cocktail napkin off the stack and set it neatly in front of him. “Welcome to Hooters, Umbrella Man.”

My voice sounds steadier than I feel.

“I told you you’d get the job.”

So he had. “You come here often?”

He chuckles. “No. I had to come see for myself. . . ” What he’s come to see becomes apparent as his eyeballs hit the “HOOTERS” stretched across my chest. “Bella. Suits you.”

“Well, that doesn’t seem fair. Now you know my job and my name.”

“I’m Edward.” He offers his hand, and I take it before remembering mine is damp and chilly from handling cold beverages and wet cloths.

“Sorry, my hand is—”

His grip tightens as I try to pull away. “Incredibly soft,” he says, holding my gaze as firmly as my hand.

A shiver races up my arm. “Edward? Not Eddie or Ed? Or Ted?”

“Never Ted. Eesh!” No, I suppose, not Ted for the man who brings his mother flowers.

“Edward, then. That suits you, too. Very old-school.”

“Ouch.” He releases me and claps his hand to his chest.

“I like it. It’s different.”

“Old and different. Maybe I should quit while I’m behind.”

“Can I buy you a drink, Edward?”

“To make up for all the insults?” He gives me a fake-wounded pout I don’t buy for a second.

“Let’s call it a trade for the umbrella.”

Old School might be older but it’s nothin’ Bella can’t deal with and he’s not holdin’ back, either! Oooh, I really look forward to the updates on this one!

What fics are keepin’ you warm on a cold winter’s night?

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

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Evenin’, ladies!

The first two COMPLETE recs I have for you this week have been burnin’ a hole in my pocket for a looong time, as you’ll notice by the “Published” dates!

But they are finally complete and I’m proud as punch to share ’em…if you haven’t already found yourselves caught up in ’em LOL!

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9856697/1/Crossing-the-Lines

Desperate times call for desperate measures. Bella is starving for a better life for her and her son, and taking her clothes off in front of a stranger is just the first of many lines she’ll cross.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Drama/Hurt/Comfort – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 35 – Words: 143,814 – Reviews: 10,500 – Favs: 4,907 – Follows: 6,596 – Updated: Dec 5, 2016 – Published: Nov 18, 2013 – Status: Complete – id: 9856697

Of all the wonderful WIPs on Sheviking’s profile, this is the one she managed to complete for us despite her hectic RL schedule and let me just say…DAYUM!!!

I’m walking down the sidewalk, trying to keep myself from crying. I’m humiliated and defeated. I went to the club. I crossed that line and ending up taking my clothes off in the manager’s office. I fucking did it and what did it get me? Nothing!

“You’re not hot enough to dance on stage,” he told me.

My tits are too small—meaning they’re real—and the rest of me too skinny.

“Quit starving yourself, and maybe we can work something out,” he said.

I nearly screamed. I’m fucking broke and in order for my child to eat, I skip meals.

“I’m sorry, baby,” I whisper into the cold night air, blinking back tears. “I tried.”

I don’t know what to do now. There’s no more money, and there’s food for maybe two more days. The rent is long overdue, and if we get kicked out on the street, they’ll take Seth away from me! My heart grips with fear and I have to stop walking and concentrate on breathing.

“How much?”

I startle and nearly trip as I lose my balance. A dark car has pulled over and the passenger side window is lowered.

“W-what?”

“How much?”

How much for what?

Then, the proverbial ton of bricks hits me. He thinks I’m a hooker!

Well, I guess I do look like one, sort of. Shit.

“I’m not a—”

“I don’t care,” the voice interrupts. “How. Much?”

“Look!” I say sharply. “I’m not a hooker, okay? I’m just trying to get home.”

“Three hundred dollars.”

Whoa!

I don’t know the going rate, but I’m pretty sure it’s less than that.

Three hundred dollars! To me, that’s a lot of money. I can almost taste the food I’d be able to buy with it, feel the heaviness of the grocery bags in my hands, and practically see the brimming shelves in my fridge as I put it all in there. And Seth, my darling boy, could have a real hot breakfast in the morning!

“F-for what?” I ask, stepping closer to the car.

The door opens and I catch a glimpse of a suit sleeve and a large hand.

I know I shouldn’t do this. It’s dangerous. But I can’t lose Seth!

Quickly, I bury my right hand in my coat pocket, gripping the can of mace I’d put there earlier as if it’s my lifeline, which I suppose isn’t an exaggeration in this case.

Climbing into the car with my heart in my throat, I don’t know if I’m about to make a huge mistake, but I have no choice. I’m desperate.

I’m crossing another line.

Bella soon finds herself in an arrangement with Edward, who is quite a bit older, that she actually enjoys, strange as it is…

I never know what to expect when I go to his house. Some nights I cook; on others, he orders in and I only make a dessert for us to enjoy after dinner. Sometimes he ravishes me the moment I step through the door, and other times he saves it for the end of the night. We’ve had sex in his bed, on the couch, on the kitchen table, in the hallway, and on the stairs. One night, I spent twenty minutes on my hands and knees, scrubbing his already immaculate floors while he watched warning me that I’d better keep on scrubbing unless I wanted a spanking. Smiling to myself, I slid the brush across the wet floor so it was out of reach, delighting in his reaction as he called me a naughty girl while bringing his hand down on my ass again and again until I came so hard, I could hardly see straight.

While it’s good, it’s very good but there will be angst and heartbreak before everything gets straightened out enough for Edward and Bella to get their HEA!

~oOo~

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7920089/1/Before-the-Dawn

After her mother’s wedding in Mexico, Bella encounters a vampire with less altruistic motives than the those held by the vampires she might have met in Forks under drastically different circumstances. One bad decision, she discovers, can change her entire life. AU E/B

Rated: Fiction M – English – Horror/Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 33 – Words: 248,596 – Reviews: 1,862 – Favs: 1,126 – Follows: 1,711 – Updated: Jan 3 – Published: Mar 13, 2012 – Status: Complete – id: 7920089

“So tempting,” he whispered against her skin. “Everything about you calls to me. Your body, your blood…” He moaned again. “Oh, how I long to taste your blood.” 

“If you want that kid, you’re going to have to wait a couple of weeks,” Serena said brusquely from the kitchen. 

Bella looked at her, her eyes going wide in alarm. “Weeks?” 

“That’s right,” Joham murmured, taking her by the chin and turning her face back to his so he could press a soft kiss to her lips. “That’s the beauty of keeping my girls with me throughout their pregnancies. There’s no waste. Once your child is born and no longer requires your body to sustain him, I’ll have the privilege of drinking your sweet blood.” 

Bella’s stomach rolled, but Joham didn’t seem to notice. He was back to nuzzling her neck again, his tongue flicking out to caress her skin. 

“But — but weeks? I only just got pregnant. It will be months…” 

Joham chuckled softly. “My children grow much faster than human children,” he said, sounding amused. “You’re quite lucky. A human pregnancy lasts for months on end, but from conception to birth, our son will only take four or five weeks to grow.”

OMG! How the hell is Bella gonna get herself out of this predicament? And when and where do the Cullens come in?

You’ll be shocked, amazed and thrilled at the twists and turns this fic takes before the end!

~oOo~

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12303942/1/Damsel

A true gentleman can never resist a damsel in distress.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Friendship – Chapters: 5 – Words: 16,846 – Reviews: 220 – Favs: 103 – Follows: 183 – Updated: 5h ago – Published: Jan 2 – Status: Complete – id: 12303942

Ahhh, but my 3rd complete rec is only 5 chapters and we didn’t have to wait that long at all *woohoo!*

When a handsome stranger shows up at Doctor Swan’s veterinary practice with a stray kitten, Bella is completely smitten and it’s hard to watch him walk out the door not knowin’ if she’ll ever see him again!

At the start of the following week, we’re getting ready to close up when I hear Alice calling Rose to look at something on the computer.

I’ve just locked the door and am flipping the sign to closed when she calls me over. “Bella, you’ve got to see this!”

Walking over, I see she has a YouTube video paused. “What’s this?”

“Remember that hottie who was here with the kitten?”

Like I could forget. “Uh huh. What about him?”

With the grin she’s sporting, Alice looks like the cat that ate the canary. She reaches over and grabs the mouse. “Watch this. You’re going to die!”

She clicks the play button, and my eyes widen in horror as I see a helpless kitten stuck on a busy interstate. Cars are flying by, some swerve, and some straddle it, while the poor baby lies there, completely defenseless. The scene plays out over and over as cars, buses and trucks shockingly miss the terrified creature. I’m already wringing my fingers with anxiety over how this may turn out, until finally, this one car comes to a stop right there on the freeway and turns on its hazard lights, blocking the flow of traffic in that lane. I let out a deep sigh of relief, but then, my jaw drops as a sexy as hell man strolls from the car, as if he’s on a runway. I watch, elated, as he reaches down to snag the little ball of fluff from danger. The riot of hair on his head, the tight plaid button up, rolled to the elbows and cowboy boots are enough to give him away immediately. It’s Edward!

Of course, we wouldn’t have much of a story if Edward hadn’t had his socks knocked off, too…he came back!!!

 

Swallowing, I force my eyes open to meet his. “What else did you need?”

Leaning even closer, his forehead nearly touches mine. His lips are so near that it would only take a small move to connect mine to his.

He speaks in that gravelly voice I love so much. “I was hoping that you’d agree to a date. I’d love to take you out and get to know you better.”

My eyes dart between his green ones and those full lips. I should probably say no. He lives seventy-five miles away. Plus, all my attention needs to go to my practice right now. None of that matters, though, when he’s all I’ve been thinking about, and he’s here and so close I can feel the heat coming off him. “I’d love that.”

It’s a short, sweet, hawt read you’re sure to enjoy!

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

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Evenin’, ladies!

Lookie what Sandy Claws got me for Christmas! A brand new office romance with Snarky Bella and Assholdward LOL!

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12290095/1/The-Last-One

It’s the hottest book of the season, every kid wants it. When two people who often clash at work go head-to-head for the last one on the shelf, who will come up the winner? A holiday fic written from a Pay it Forward prompt and for my Secret Santa last year, thank you again.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Humor – Chapters: 5 – Words: 8,550 – Reviews: 449 – Favs: 234 – Follows: 416 – Updated: 19h ago – Published: Dec 25 – id: 12290095

Edward’s assistant goes on maternity leave but ultimately decides she’d rather stay home with her twins than come back to work. Stuck between a rock and a hard place, Edward proposes to make Bella’s temporary position permanent!

“What is in it for me?”

His eyes narrowed again. “What do you mean?”

“Let’s see, you have no choice, you need me as you explained. However, I do have a choice. My contract ends in two weeks, I could simply walk away. You’ve given me nothing but hell for two months, why should I stay?”

“You’ve seen the package and benefits, I’ll throw in five percent more, and an extra week vacation time.”

“I’ll take the extra week, but ten percent more and Christmas Eve and New Year’s Eve off next week.” The office was closed for Christmas and New Year’s Day, but Mr. Cullen had calls and video conferences scheduled around the holidays.

“Oh, um, thank you.” He nodded, waiting for something else. “Do we have a deal, Mr. Cullen?”

“No.”

Bella pursed her lips. “What do you want?”

“New Year’s Eve; I need you here.”

“All night?” she asked. He nodded once again. “And you’re agreeing to my pay raise and extra week?”

“You drive a hard bargain, Miss Swan. Yes, I’ll agree to your terms.”

She smiled as she stood up, holding out her hand for his as he rose to his feet. “You have yourself a deal, Mr. Cullen.”

“Good, now go get me some coffee, make a fresh pot.” He said it with such authority that normally she would snap right to it, but if he wanted her to work for him, some things had to change. She waited, even after his dismissal, his attention already on his planner. “Is there something else, Miss Swan?” he asked without looking up.

“I know you have an eidetic memory, so use it to figure out why I’m still waiting.”

He looked up at her, his eyes narrowing again. “You’re pushing your luck, Miss Swan.”

She batted her lashes and smiled sweetly, adding a little wink that seemed to make him smile. Though he covered it quickly, adding a gruff, “please,” to his request.

She walked out of his office with a bounce in her step and swing in her hips, singing Christmas carols.

Edward sat back, watching the delectable Miss Swan, and wondered what circle of hell she was sent from to torment him.

This fic is so much fun…just try to resist!

~oOo~

It’s been a good while since we’ve had a good RockStarward so I jumped onto this one the instant I read the summary!

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12219270/1/Where-I-Belong

Bella Swan never expected superstar Edward Cullen to wander into Walgreen’s and she never expected him to change her life.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Bella – Chapters: 8 – Words: 23,663 – Reviews: 272 – Favs: 213 – Follows: 471 – Updated: 3h ago – Published: Nov 4 – id: 12219270

Bella glanced at the clock for what felt like the thousandth time that night. 11:42. It was like that time keeping monster was running more slowly just to spite her. She gave it the finger. She dropped the accusing finger quickly when the doors slid open.

“Welcome to Walgreens,” she said slapping on her retail smile.

The grunt that came from the ball cap clad gentleman wasn’t inviting but it was retail standard. Customers had a habit of forgetting the people behind the counter were real, live humans who addressed them. Bella felt her smile fade and she turned her gaze back to the clock. 11:43. Rat bastard clock.

She moved from around the counter to the magazine rack to straighten the misplaced gossip rags. She read the headlines without much consideration. Leo was dating another model. Brad and Angie were splitting up. . . again. Blake Shelton did something redneck. A Kardashian did something trashy. Edward Cullen was spotted hand in hand with the star of some new drama that Bella would never see.

Bella wrinkled her nose. The allure of life where your every move was media headlines was lost on her. She didn’t aspire to notoriety. Her goals were more along the lines of having enough funds to move out of her dad’s place. She hoped that if she really worked hard, that place would have a fridge filled with Killian’s instead of Bud Light.

“Excuse me,” the guy from earlier was at the counter. The only item he placed there was a bottle of wine.

“Sorry,” Bella told him slapping on the retail smile again as she headed over. “Just tidying up.”

“No problem,” he replied without looking up from his fishing expedition in his wallet.

His voice was nice. Melodic. And, bonus, he spoke real words to her instead of grunting this time.

“May I see your ID?” Bella asked picking up the wine.

“Uh. . . ”

His hesitation made Bella’s nerves twinge. No freaking way was she getting into it with some underage punk who wanted to give her shit ten minutes before close. Then he looked up and she understood. Her mouth dropped open. Her eyes darted to the magazines she’d just organized.

“You’re Edward Cullen,” her tone was way more accusatory than she meant for it to be.

He looked both hesitant and amused.

“I am,” he agreed.

Bella felt her nose wrinkle. Words were out of her mouth before she could put them together the right way. The right way being something without profanity.

“What the fuck are you doing in Forks?”

What the fuck indeed?

He could think of at least a thousand things he’d rather do than trek off to some Podunk town in Washington to celebrate the retirement of Dr. Carlisle Cullen. He’d rather have a sex tape with the ugly Kardashian leaked. He’d rather do Kimmel after swallowing a bucket full of acid. He’d rather cover Celine Dion for the rest of eternity.

To say Edward’s relationship with his father is a train wreck is puttin’ it mildly! Still, he might just have found another reason to come back to Forks…a girl who treats him like a normal human being!

With her backpack across her shoulders, she headed down the cemetery path and through the wrought iron gates. The walk back home would be nice. Forks was quite on Sundays, with folks at church or home doing the family thing. The streets were nearly empty, and Bella felt the sadness that crept in drifting away again.

For a while, after her mom died, Bella was scared of the sadness.

She was scared that she would be devoured by it, just like her mom was. Even though she had lived in Forks for a few years, she was still on the outskirts of the kid populace. She wasn’t bullied but she didn’t really have a circle either.

Bella’s attention was caught when the sleek SUV that was driving by eased to a stop along the sidewalk in front of her. Her curiosity was peaked but many, many SUV reruns with her dad made her ease off to the opposite side of the walkway. As she approached, she saw the passenger side window was down. Behind the wheel was the fuck-hot man she’d just been telling her mother about.

“Hey little girl, need a ride?” he quipped.

Bella felt her mouth curve up in a smile and her heart started to pound.

“Got any candy?” she asked reaching for the door.

~oOo~

Creepy as hell but it’s Drotuno and, as impossible as it seems at first glance, I’m trustin’ her to take us to a happy place in the end!

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12270478/1/Even-In-Death

A month after losing his wife, Edward Masen was taking it one day at a time, trying to simply survive the torrent of grief. Surrounded by memories of their life together and messages she left, he was already questioning his sanity when his phone lit up in the middle of the night… with her picture and number. EPOV/OOC/AU

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Supernatural – Edward – Chapters: 3 – Words: 13,553 – Reviews: 553 – Favs: 462 – Follows: 698 – Updated: Dec 26 – Published: Dec 12 – id: 12270478

Plus, I’m a sucker for any fic that includes a cat!

Resetting my alarm for just a bit earlier, I fell back on the bed, smiling over at Steve, who barely shifted when the bed moved. One long, orange paw stretched out, finally covering his eyes.

“Right, right. . . Turn the light out, human. Got it.” I chuckled, reaching over to shut off the light.

The room went dark, except for the street light outside beaming in through the window. I closed my eyes and pulled the covers up, trying to relax after the long, strange day. Just as I was about to roll over, the sound of my phone buzzing across my nightstand had my eyes snapping open.

Once I’d grabbed the phone, my heart stopped and my hand shook so badly I almost dropped the phone to the floor. As it was, it landed on the bedside table with a thump, still continuing to vibrate. But it was who was calling that had my brow breaking out into a sweat.

My wife’s happy smile, a picture I’d taken just a few months ago, lit up the screen of my phone. Her number. Her face. It didn’t make sense. She was gone, and so was her phone.

Swallowing thickly, I swiped my thumb across the screen to answer.

“Who is this?” I answered angrily.

There was a sudden inhale of breath, but whoever was on the other end didn’t say anything.

“How did you get this phone!?” I yelled, starting to shake with anger and heartbreak. “Answer me, dammit! Where did you find it?!”

There was that same whispering that sounded like static, and then the phone beeped that the call had been ended.

I wanted to throw my phone, but at the same time, I wanted answers. My first assumption was that some kids had found my wife’s phone and were playing around. But deep down, somewhere in the depths of my soul, I wanted her back. And as crazy as it sounded, I’d take whatever I could, even though I knew it wasn’t possible. My wife had died almost a month and a half ago.

Geez, the hairs on my arms just stood on end readin’ this again *shudder!*

~oOo~

The gore factor is strong in this one LMAO!

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12269910/1/Quarantine

This could have been your typical high school romance. Boy meets girl. They fall in love. Live happily ever after. But when a deadly illness breaks out in Forks, students at Forks’ High have to put the romance aside and do what they can to stay alive. Even if that means losing a few friends along the way. Rated M ExB

Rated: Fiction M – English – Horror/Romance – Chapters: 4 – Words: 6,466 – Reviews: 193 – Favs: 154 – Follows: 312 – Updated: Dec 27 – Published: Dec 12 – id: 12269910

Just then, the bells rings, and the lunchroom erupts in the chaos that is “making it to your next class on time.”

“I’ll see you next hour.” Edward grabs his belongings and joins the masses. We’re herded like cattle, out the tiny double doors that lead from the cafeteria into the halls, and disperse from there.

I make a quick stop at my locker and turn to go to my next class when I see her.

Tanya walking, more like stumbling down the hall. She trips over her own feet and falls into a small group of people. She doesn’t get up right away, her shoulders heave up and down like she’s trying to catch her breath.

“Tanya, are you okay?” One of her friends rushes to her side.

“No. I can’t breathe,” she gasps. “I can’t.” She starts to cough, so violently that she falls again, this time onto the ground.

As soon as she does, everyone around her gasps. Her face has these strange spots all over it, almost like pimples, but they’re huge and raw. The next time she coughs, blood spurts from her mouth like an erupting volcano.

“Oh my God. . . ” I whisper, instinctively backing up.

Mr. Franklin, the math teacher, steps out into the hallway to see what the commotion is. When he spots Tanya, he immediately springs into action.

“Everyone, back up. Back up, people!” He kneels down beside Tanya and checks her out. She coughs again, spewing another rain of blood.

Mr. Franklin backs away, shocked, his shirt and his face dotted with red spots. “Oh, dear.” He turns to another student. “Call 911!”

By that time, more teachers and students had gathered. I’m frozen, standing by my locker with my hands gripping my books so tightly that I can’t feel my fingers.

“Come on, guys. Let’s give her some room. Ambulance is on the way.” Principal Walters starts pushing all of the students back, urging them to get to class while they tend to Tanya.

I force myself to look away and robotically walk to my next class, one foot in front of the other.

Edward is already in his seat, seemingly blissfully unaware of what’s going on in the hallway. He’s got his headphones in, working on his homework before class starts.

I plop down beside him, still shaking and unable to speak. When he finally notices me, he immediately pulls his headphones off.

“Bella? What’s wrong?” He asks.

“Did you see her just go down?” A student says, walking in the door.

“No, but I saw the blood, man. It was all over Mr. Franklin’s face!” Another says.

As the classroom fills with students, all chattering about Tanya, Edward seems to get a good idea of what happened without me uttering a single word.

Our teacher tries to run a normal class for about five minutes before she realizes it’s not going to happen and declares it a study hour.

A text ringer goes off on someone’s phone. Then another one. Then another one. The teacher doesn’t bother yelling at anyone for it.

As each student reads their texts, the talk starts.

She started bleeding out of her eyes, nose, ears, and mouth.

She was convulsing as they took her out in the ambulance.

And the final one. The worst one.

She’s dead.

So, what do Mike Newton, a wild party and a dead deer have to do with anything? You’re gonna have to read to find out!

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

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Evenin’ ladies!

Tonight, I’m sharin’ some the fabulous Christmas fics we’ve been blessed with this holiday season!

Oh, and you can thank Planetblue for kickin’ my ass back into gear…ain’t no way I could ignore her precious gift so first up is…

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12284423/1/Christmastances

“I like her, Emmett. And I like the idea of her.”

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 2 – Words: 2,872 – Reviews: 252 – Favs: 253 – Follows: 483 – Published: Dec 22 – id: 12284423

After sufferin’ a nasty break-up six months previously, Edward is dragged to a family Christmas celebration in Colorado. I say dragged ’cause he’s totally bummed at bein’ the odd man out…the last single Cullen, although Emmett already has a plan…

“Edward, I don’t get mushy often. This is something you know well.” He turns to face me, a dead serious look on his face. I nod, waiting to hear what words of wisdom my parent’s oldest child is about to impart on me.

“Listen to me. And listen to me good.” His eyes bore into mine, and he actually places his closed fist on my hand, as affectionate with a man as Emmett can get. I lean in, on instinct.

“I’m going to find you the hottest fucking snow bunny to throw around the sheets like a ragdoll, because if you ruin my vacation with your sourpuss, I will kill you.”

However, one of Santa’s sassy elves changes the game!

“You look like you could use a treat.” A girl elf pops up in front of me, waving a candy cane in front of my face. I go to reach for it, but she pulls it back. “Have you been a good boy or a naughty boy?” My eyes widen at her question, while Emmett stands next to me, laughing.

“Dude. Forget the snow bunnies.” Emmett grins and nods his chin towards the girl. “You should bang an elf.”

Go ahead and join the fun…you know you want to LOL!

~oOo~

My next offerin’ is a pure D accidental find! Well, I musta had the author on alert for her WIP but I swear I don’t remember when or why *headscratch!*

That bein’ said, I started readin’ Christmas Magic and now it completely owns me!

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12280272/1/Christmas-Magic

Sometimes all it takes is a little Christmas Magic to make my spirits bright.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Humor – Chapters: 4 – Words: 15,834 – Reviews: 15 – Favs: 11 – Follows: 34 – Updated: 14h ago – Published: Dec 19 – id: 12280272

Edward wasn’t expecting his world to be turned upside down this past Thanksgiving but, boy…

Emmett’s little sister grew up to be hot.

“Bella, that looks delicious. What are you making?” My father leaned over her shoulder to gaze at the masterpiece in front of her and it was no secret that culinary school had been very kind to her. Whatever she was making was coming along perfectly, not a speck of anything out of place, all portions of the pie gleaming with perfection. I watched her lean towards her left, allowing my father to slide comfortably next to her. Considerably closer to her than I was.

“Oh, thanks, Carlisle. It’s nothing special. Just a Pumpkin Cheesecake.”

I felt my mouth water in anticipation.

“Hey, that’s Edward’s favorite!” Alice pointed towards me. “You’re going to have to try some.”

Bella’s gaze left the pie and went to look at me directly, a smile playing on her features again.

“Perfect,” Bella said, wiping her hands on her apron. She picked up the pie to bring it over to the counter to make room for the other pies. I willed my eyes to keep from swiping down her body, and only when I felt my eyes slipping was I suddenly bounced back with an intrusive thought.

Wait. This is Emmett’s sister. She’s off limits.

Good thing for our boy Bella doesn’t see it that way LOL! Enchanted already? I’m certainly giddy to see what happens when he goes home again for Christmas!

~oOo~

Now, don’t let the fact that this fic starts out with Tanya pickin’ up Edward’s kids from Bella’s house put you off! Although, sweet as she is, I still want to scratch her eyes out LOL!

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12283858/1/Christmas-Liaisons

‘Tis the season to be jolly. To give and to appreciate. To spend time with family and all that jazz. Not to wind up in bed with my ex-husband, which is exactly what I did, all because of a not so simple wish from our youngest daughter… E/B. Romance/Family/Friendship

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Family – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 2 – Words: 4,489 – Reviews: 65 – Favs: 103 – Follows: 201 – Updated: 6h ago – Published: Dec 22 – id: 12283858

Bella finds a letter to Santa from her kids and rushes over to Edward’s to discuss it with him only to find him outside doin’ yard work.

He hadn’t put on his shirt, and I hadn’t asked him to. But the fact he still had his tattoo of my name both turned me on and made me sad. He’d gotten it the day after his 18th birthday and a few days before he proposed. It was forever like we were meant to be and the sweetest thing anyone had done for me at the time.

“I should go,” I repeated, making a beeline for the door. This was all too much. Too many emotions hitting me at once.

As I reached the door knob, his hand clamped down around mine, stopping me.

“Was there anything else you needed?” he whispered from behind me, close enough I could feel his lips at my ear and chest at my back.

My entire body tensed.

“Edward,” I warned.

“Are you sure you want to go?”

“Yes.”

“Are you sure?” he moved my hair from one side of my neck to the other.

His lips were a perfect combination of hard and soft as he dropped a kiss to my shoulder, my neck, then right behind my air.

His moves hadn’t changed and apparently neither had my reactions to them.

His mouth lowered to mine at the same time I tilted my head up.

The frame on the wall next to us shook as we slammed against it, my arms in the air—trapped between his hands—nearly knocking it over.

“Oh, God!” I breathed out, knees buckling as his hands slid down my pants, fingers already at my flesh.

He was so slick, so quick, that I hadn’t even noticed when he’d unbuttoned them.

This was bad.

Really bad.

Oh, I beg to differ! I’d have to say it was good! Really good LOL!

~oOo~

What the hell is this one doin’ here, you may ask!

Well, Josie’s snarky, bad ass, tattooed, work boots and construction hat wearin’  Angelward qualifies for a Christmas spot in my book! See if you don’t agree…

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12258504/1/Out-of-the-Darkness

Edward Cullen is a fallen angel, living among humans. He’s dark, snarky, tattooed and a total badass. Isabella Swan, a human, is in the wrong place at the wrong time. In her innocence, she manages to worm her way into his heart, bringing him back into the light and out of the darkness.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Supernatural – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 4 – Words: 9,534 – Reviews: 201 – Favs: 254 – Follows: 437 – Updated: 18h ago – Published: Dec 3 – id: 12258504

While workin’ a construction job for Emmett, Edward first sees Bella durin’ lunch with his coworkers…

Breaking me from my reverie, I heard a musical giggle. I turned toward it, seeing the most gorgeous creature I’d laid my eyes on. She was petite with long brown hair, pale skin and the curves of a beautiful woman. She was talking on a cell phone to another woman, sharing details about a blind date. A bad blind date.

I was inexplicably angry that this woman had gone out on a blind date and that it wasn’t with me.

What are you talking about, Edward?

I was a fucking angel. I didn’t do romantic involvements. Up until I was on earth, I was a virgin. But, once I jumped into the pool, I couldn’t get enough.

One night stands, sure. I may be an angel, but I’m still a man. A horny man, damn it.

But, this woman was not like the women I’d been with before. She was pure, innocent, and fucking beautiful. I shook my head, watching her as she continued her conversation before she walked to a nearby elementary school. I waited until she was inside before going back to my job. However, I kept my thoughts trained on hers while I was close by, just to hear the beautiful tenor of her mental voice and her kind nature as she taught her fourth grade students.

And the more he tunes into her, the more ensnared he becomes until he hears something that makes his neck hairs stand on end!

Help! This can’t be happening to me! Not again!

I knew it was Bella. Her voice was panicked and I could feel her terror. Closing my eyes, I listened for her. I got out of my car and into a nearby alley. Shrugging out of my jacket, I spread my wings and took off. I found Bella easily, near her school, around the corner from a resale shop. A group of men was surrounding her, pushing and tearing at her clothes. One guy had a knife and the others were punching her body.

Aw, hell no!

I wanted to rip them limb from limb and make them feel the pain that they inflicted on their victims. But, killing is a big no-no for angels.

Needless to say, our hero swoops in, kicks ass and rescues an unconscious Bella!

She was still unconscious and covered with bruises. I gingerly picked her up, holding her close to my body. I could feel broken ribs and blood filling in her lungs. Her beautiful face was covered with bruises and her clothes were in tatters. I unfurled my wings, taking off and flying back to my house. Landing carefully, I carried Bella into my unused bedroom. I changed her out of her ruined clothes and dressed her in some of mine. They were too big for her, but they were not torn and covered in blood.

Usin’ his healin’ powers, Edward takes her pain into his own body and leaves her to sleep under the watchful eye of his chocolate lab, Felix.

It took me an hour to heal all of her injuries. I collapsed on the ground, panting heavily and covered with sweat. Felix wandered over to me, plopping down next to me and eyeing our guest. She was resting comfortably and would stay asleep until morning. Healing also tired out the human. I leaned against my furry friend. He licked my nose, whimpering quietly. “I’ll be okay, Felix,” I said tiredly. “I had to help her.” He cocked his head, snuggling close to me and putting his head on my thigh. I leaned my head against the bed, running my fingers through his thick fur, watching as Bella slept.

I prayed she wouldn’t freak out. She was in a stranger’s house, in a stranger’s clothes with a creepy dog watching her every move. Oh, wait. It’s you who’s the creeper. You’ve only been watching her for the past three weeks, Edward.

I shook off my snarky thoughts. After my shower, I felt better.

I made some breakfast, eating some myself since I was weak from healing her. Protein worked the best, with organic fruits and veggies as well. Processed shit made me sick. After eating, I heard her shift in the bedroom and her thoughts become more coherent. I darted upstairs, anxious to actually talk to her, but prepared for her to freak out and blame me for what happened to her. I knew that I didn’t hurt her.

A few moments ticked by, and Bella was shifting on my bed. She moaned, rolling onto her stomach. However, she patted the pillows and she shot up, her hair a tangled mess and her mind confused. Where am I? This is not my bed, she thought. She turned around, sitting up and looking directly at me. Her espresso colored eyes widened. What happened? He’s so gorgeous, but who is he? “Who are you?” she asked before fainting dead away.

Not the worst reaction, I shrugged, but I was giddy at the fact that she thought I was gorgeous. It made my heart do a flip-flop in my chest and a smile to spread over my face.

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Hell’n I’m in love with Angelward already LOL!

Apologies for the long break but when your mojo ain’t workin’, it ain’t workin’ *shrug!*

What fics have had you completely spellbound while I was “asleep at the wheel?”

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

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Evenin’, ladies!

Well, a promise is a promise so here are some complete fic recs for Eewee darlin’!

And, as it turns out, there’s significant age difference in the first two but so well written, you can’t help but love ’em!

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10020758/1/This-Side-of-the-Equator

On that side of the Equator a six year age difference is nothing, just a number that loses meaning in the face of adventures and shared interests and long bus rides. But on this side of the Equator, in Forks Washington where Bella is a teacher, six years are everything, an impenetrable barrier that makes life impossible when Edward Cullen shows up as an exchange student.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Angst – [Bella, Edward] [Emmett, Rosalie] – Chapters: 21 – Words: 91,415 – Reviews: 1,048 – Favs: 575 – Follows: 980 – Updated: Oct 9 – Published: Jan 14, 2014 – Status: Complete – id: 10020758

So, this is what happens when your vacation fling follows you home…

“Edward,” I say, leaning against my desk. Needing a moment to collect myself, I dig the heels of my hands into my eyes. Three deep breaths and my hands fall to my sides as I straighten to look at him.

He’s closed the distance between us. I have to look up to meet his eyes. “You’re an exchange student?”

“Cool, yeah?” he says, smiling once more.

“You’re an exchange student in Forks?” I demand, not really believing it.

“You moved back to Forks. I came to Forks. Simple.”

“No!” I shriek, glancing nervously towards my still open door. “No! Not simple. You are my student, Edward. How are you still in high school? You’re nineteen. You just turned nineteen. You graduated!”

The difference in our ages once felt like nothing, forgotten in the face of shared interests and experience. Now these six years separating us might as well be the fucking ocean.

And they will drown me.

“I’m your teacher,” I repeat.

“I forget how prudish Americans are,” he says, rolling his eyes. He takes another step closer and I push back into my desk with such force that the metal legs drag on the linoleum. The sound is unpleasant but Edward takes another step. I scramble around the desk, pleased to have a physical barrier separating us. “Are you running from me, love?”

“Do not call me that!” I am absolutely seething, glancing at the door every three seconds. I play with that annoying patch of wispy hair at my temple. The rate I am going this will be another nervous habit, joining the lip biting. “In this classroom, in this school, it’s Miss Swan.”

This fic is chock full of angsty goodness, trials and tribulations…mostly for Bella ’cause Edward doesn’t see the problem, but you can count on the HEA they both deserve!

~oOo~

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11042171/1/The-Five-Year-Rule

Hot old dude was cocky from the beginning, yet for some reason she wanted him. He was relentless, and she was a brat, but together they were on fire.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 24 – Words: 80,345 – Reviews: 1,348 – Favs: 987 – Follows: 1,248 – Updated: Aug 25 – Published: Feb 13, 2015 – Status: Complete – id: 11042171

On the opposite end of the age spectrum from Equator, I present to you Asshole and Brat!

Hawaii is like a dream come true. Four days in paradise are just what the doctor ordered. Between finals and helping my sister plan this shotgun wedding, I need to just relax.

I exit the airport in Kona and find the shuttle bus to the Mauna Kea Beach Hotel. It’s crowded and although the air conditioning seems to be on high, it’s hot as hell in here.

There is one available seat, which happens to be next to some sexy as fuck older dude. He’s not as old as my dad, Charlie, but I would say he has at least ten years on me.

If I didn’t have the five-year-rule, I would totally get on that.

His face is divine and I’m not exaggerating. Old dude is smoking, with his chiseled cheekbones covered in facial hair. His green eyes dance mischievously as they take me in.

“I’m here for a family thing but…” He shrugs his shoulder suggestively, and then gives me a sexy smirk and a wink.

Five-year rule.

I do not do older men.

Not even sexy-as-fuck old men.

“Does that usually work for you? What’s the matter can’t find a woman your own age down at the senior citizens home?” I give him my best bitch brow, but it does nothing but cause him to laugh loud and hard.

“Playing hard to get? I like that.” He inclines further into me and takes a deep breath.

“You need to back off, gramps. The desperate act is not a good look on you.” I turn around in my seat officially dismissing him.

I’ll be damn if I give him the satisfaction of knowing I’m attracted to him. Nope, I’m sure once the bus gets to the hotel I’ll be so busy with maid of honor duties that I’ll never see any other hotel guests…

Especially hot-as-fuck-old-dude.

The van pulls to a stop in front of the Mauna Kea Beach Hotel. It is breathtaking. People start exiting the van and I turn to face sexy grandpa.

“Well, I hope you find a young girl that will fall for your lines. Enjoy your vacation.” I stand up grabbing my bags.

“Oh baby, I’m sure before my vacation is over, I’ll have you beneath me.” He says as he follows me off the van.

“In your dreams.” I turn away from him trying to hide my blush.

I quickly take my luggage, rolling it to the front desk, acutely aware that sexy is following me. I may or may not add an extra swing in my step, giving him a full view of the ass.

Again, this fic has the most wonderful HEA with lots of fun and fuckhawt lemons along the way! Low on angst…high on fun!

~oOo~

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11287145/1/Cold

The winter of 1869 recorded a low temperature that would last for more than one hundred and fifty years. The only thing colder ever recorded was Isabella Cullen’s marriage bed. Entry for the Caveat Emptor: Maybe An HEA? contest. Trigger warning. Now expanded from original contest entry.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Angst/Hurt/Comfort – Bella, Edward, Jasper – Chapters: 24 – Words: 73,905 – Reviews: 1,755 – Favs: 766 – Follows: 1,108 – Updated: Oct 5 – Published: Jun 2, 2015 – Status: Complete – id: 11287145

Warning: This story takes place in a time when women had no control over anything including their own bodies. They could not own property, vote, or serve in office. Most importantly to this story, legally there was no such thing as marital rape. Being married implied consent. This story touches on this dubious consent. Although today it is, rightly, considered rape, in that time it was not. The law was not changed in Canada until just after the Charter of Rights and Freedoms (1982) was enacted, in 1983. Please do not read this story if it will in any way make you uncomfortable or trigger a reaction. 

This fic ain’t gonna be everyone’s cup of tea but for those souls brave enough to take it on, there is great reward at the end!

A large sign proclaiming Inn at the Forks announced her arrival. The building was bigger than any she had ever seen and she wondered how she was to clean it all. Perhaps there would be another maid or two to help. She tried to brush the dust off her dress before walking into the main reception hall to find her employer. A cheery peal of bells sounded as she opened the door. The young man at the counter took in the sight of travel-weary Isabella and smiled at her. She walked to the desk and put her baggage on the floor.

“I am Isabella Swan. I’m to see Mr. Cullen.”

The young man at the counter nodded and left the desk. He came back minutes later with a tall man, who had a look of consternation on his face.

“You are Isabella Swan?” Isabella nodded her head.

“This way.” The man pointed to an open door just beside the desk.

“Get Weber.” He said to the desk clerk.

Isabella picked up her bags and followed the tall man. He led her through a few hallways to the back of the Inn. He held a door open for her and motioned for her to go ahead of him. Once through the door he pointed to a smaller building set away from the Inn. It was a large carriage house with what looked like living quarters above. He led her again to a stairway up to the living area. When she opened the door she saw that it was a dwelling rather than the dormitory she was expecting. She looked around the sitting room just off the entry. It was well appointed and comfortable looking although it could do with a good cleaning. The tall man stood by the door with his back to her. She waited patiently for him to give her instructions.

“You are not what I expected.” He finally said after a very lengthy pause.

“I’m sorry, Sir. It was a very taxing journey. If you could show me to my room I can clean up before meeting Mr. Cullen and starting my work as housekeeper.” Isabella was exhausted but could rally her courage to begin her new life.

“I am Mr. Cullen. This is your new home, not your place of employment.

You are here to become my wife, not my housekeeper.”

The tall man did not even turn to face her as he destroyed her every perception.

“My uncle said I was to be a housekeeper at the Inn. Not your wife.” Isabella’s voice shook with terror.

“Your uncle told me you were pretty; I guess he lied to us both.

Here’s the Minister. Just do as you are told, do you understand?

Answer every one of his questions with an affirmative.” The tall man finally turned and fixed her with a glare.

“Yes, Sir.” Isabella obeyed.

For a period piece that starts out so dark, it gets even darker until it finally takes a turn into the light when the right Cullen turns up to set things right! Ain’t gonna give away the plot any further than that LOL!

Lookin’ forward for your recs!

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

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Evenin’, ladies!

Tonight, I’ll be takin’ you from the lightness of a supersweet Beardward to the darkness of a 15,000-year-old vampire in the throes of the mating instinct!

Intrigued? Yeah, I thought you would be LOL!

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12186362/1/As-Leaves-Fall

Can a bearded, quiet man, a shy, sweet four-year-old and a cup of hot chocolate be enough to entice an even shyer woman out of her shell. A birthday fic for sweet Ericastwilight.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 4 – Words: 2,914 – Reviews: 93 – Favs: 103 – Follows: 190 – Updated: 5h ago – Published: Oct 11 – id: 12186362

“The leaves are falling.” The amazement in his voice made me smile.

He had always been excited with the leaves falling, the colors they changed to.

“They are. I think we will have to rake them up soon. But I think maybe for today, we could go to the park and walk around. Seems a good day for it. And you could pick up some more leaves for your collection.” I turned around and began to walk towards the front door, grabbing our coats along the way.

Toby followed, and then stopped, looking entirely way too serious for a four-year-old. “You know. . . I think I need another red leaf.”

I turned my head, my hand automatically coming up to my now long beard, and Idly wonder if I should shave it all off or keep it on with the oncoming cold weather. My son, Toby, has never seen me without it in all his years so far on this earth.

“Like you don’t have enough of those?”

He laughed and turned around so that I could help him into his coat. “Nope! Wanna know why, Dad?”

I knew his answer; it was always the same.

“Because my friend loves the color red.”

She was sitting on her favorite bench. Red hat on top of her head, long brown, wavy hair blowing every which way in the wind, but she smiled the instant she saw Toby running toward her.

Toby stopped and stood still a few feet from his friend and brought his hands up. He confidently signed, Hello, friend!, and her eyes lit up as her smile grew bigger. She signed back, slowly so that Toby would know most of the letters. Hello, Toby.

Her eyes found mine just before she patted the seat next to her for Toby to sit down. I slowly walked up to them, taking in the sight.

And then I signed what she taught me weeks ago.

Hello, Bella.

Careful, now! You just might crack your teeth on this one!

~oOo~

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12165736/1/Is-there-a-Doctor-in-the-House

Bella is an e. r. doctor who doesn’t play by the rules. One night a gunshot victim is brought in and Bella feels protective over him. She realizes he may be one of the most feared men of New York, but that doesn’t stop her from trying to help him. In doing so, she finds herself mixed up with some unsavory characters. Mobward Assward Jerkward mafia mob kidnapped Spunkella EPOV BPOV

Rated: Fiction M – English – Drama/Crime – Bella, Edward, Emmett, Jasper – Chapters: 10 – Words: 33,403 – Reviews: 498 – Favs: 444 – Follows: 759 – Updated: 21h ago – Published: Sep 26 – id: 12165736

“What do we got?” I yelled.

“Caucasian male, mid twenties to thirties. No I.D. Unconscious.

Gun shot wound to the abdomen. He’s lost of a lot blood. Oxygen and heart rate are steadily dropping.”

“Last vital check?”

He called off the numbers. We had to get this guy into surgery NOW.

I barked out orders and soon the man was on the operating table.

Hours later. . . .

Nicole, the front desk receptionist, greeted me with a half smile.

“Hey Nicole. What do you need?” I asked.

Nicole motioned for me to get closer. “Two men came in looking for a gunshot victim.”

“Are they police?”

“No.” She replied.

Nicole’s voice got lower. “I have a bad feeling about these two men.

Watch your back.”

I nodded and then she motioned her head, indicating where the two men where.

They were in suits and looked to be about mid-twenties. Once they saw me look in their direction they walked towards me.

“Sweetheart, will you be able to give us some answers?” He said with a thick Jersey accent. He smiled, trying to be charming. He was average looking with brown hair and grey eyes. I had a bad feeling about him.

“You’re friend isn’t here. I’m sorry.” And then turned to walk away.

Before I took five steps I heard one say, “Come on. We got three more hospitals to check. If Masen is still alive, we got to finish the job.”

My blood ran cold. I forced myself to keep walking, to act like I didn’t hear their comment.

I walked back to the unidentified man’s room. I leaned back against the door and stared at his unconscious body. They were talking about him. I could feel it in my bones. They also said “Masen.” The name of a supposed mafia family here in New York City. A name that put fear in just about everybody. The men in the waiting room could very well be from a rival mob. And I made myself stuck in the middle of it all.

Now what to do?

I went to the table and grabbed the cellphone from before. I took a deep breath and called the number I did earlier. When he picked up, I didn’t wait for him to answer.

“You need to get here and get your friend out ASAP.”

An unpolished jewel that grabbed me by the throat and wouldn’t let go LOL!

~oOo~

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12175535/1/The-Emperor

He is the ruthless Emperor of the world- the oldest and most powerful Vampire in existence. She is a young human girl. What will happen when he finds his mate in her after years of loneliness?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Supernatural – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 3 – Words: 6,834 – Reviews: 73 – Favs: 100 – Follows: 195 – Updated: Oct 10 – Published:Oct 3 – id: 12175535

The careful façade of humanity which I had perfected over the years, was ripped to shreds. I was no longer Edward Masen, the Emperor of the shadowy world of Humans and Vampires, but an animalistic Vampire who had caught the delectable scent of his mate.

The beast was released from his cage.

With an effortless pull, I ripped the door of my car off of its hinges and jumped out, fierce growls issuing from my chest. I was unmindful of screams of panic as humans around me ran for their lives. Lost in frenzy as I was, only the scent of my mate registered to me. That delicate aphrodisiac which was a heady amalgam of freesias and strawberries, commanded my senses in every possible way.

I was barely aware of the rush of footsteps behind me, as my guards followed me. But none dared to stop me, which was quite prudent of them, for it was the height of stupidity to try to stop a Vampire lost in mating frenzy.

The last mistake one can ever make.

Shades of Totteacher’s Captive, Batman *Wicked Evil Grin!* 

What fics have had you totally enthralled this week?

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

ROB ATTACK

 

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