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ROB ATTACK

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*}!

ROB ATTACK

{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!

ROB ATTACK

{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!

ROB ATTACK

{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!

Wet Rob Avi

Evenin’ ladies!

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

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

Rob Attack

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

~oOo~

Rob Attack

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Excuse me?

“My piano?” I asked tersely.

My mom rotated her whole body to face me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Okay, honey.”

Upon enterin’ the local coffee shop…

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

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

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

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

“I’ve got it.”

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

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

Uh, yeah, she hates your guts.

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

~oOo~

Rob Attack

{banner by FallingSnow Winter}

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

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

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

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

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

“What?” I muttered.

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

“I know that.”

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

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

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

“I did?”

“I did on your behalf.”

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

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

“I have a feeling.”

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

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

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

She certainly was an enigma.

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

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

Astonishingly, I rather liked it.

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

~oOo~

Rob Attack

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“‘Cause they’re cute?” Phoebe asks.

Tilly smiles and shakes her head.

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

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

“Are you people crazy?”

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

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

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

I glare at her. Those are fighting words.

#######

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

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

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

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

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

Night Raider

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

Wet Rob Avi

Evenin’ ladies!

Growin’ up Texan, I’ve seen my fair share of rodeos and there’s an aura surroundin’ bull riders that sets them apart as a different breed of man!

First off, you’d have to be in the best shape of your life to manhandle 2 tons of ragin’ bull tryin’ to buck  you off and then kill you!

These men are lucky to end their careers without permanent injuries of some kind. Hell’n they’re lucky to actually live to see the end of their rodeo careers!

Edward Cullen lived but the price he paid put him in smack dab in the path of Bella Swan…

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11082616/1/The-Bull-Rider

Bella’s an exemplary student who enjoys her part-time job at the University, helping with event days; except when she has to deal with one particular sponsor. Edward Cullen runs the most popular country bar in the area. Handsome, charming and cocky, he only has eyes for one member of the student body. Can he ever make her see beneath his façade?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 16 – Words: 46,911 – Reviews: 3,303 – Favs: 1,734 – Follows: 2,165 – Updated: May 6 – Published: Mar 1 – Status: Complete – id: 11082616

“My last competition, there was a bull. He was fucking ornery as hell—in fact his name was Satan’s Spawn. Bad-tempered, nasty piece of livestock. Most were afraid to ride him. The purse to best him was huge.” I looked at her and shrugged. “I was young, cocky and stupid. And I wanted that purse.”

“He won?” She guessed.

“No. I rode him twice. Lasted the longest both rounds.”

“What…” Her voice trailed off.

“Something went wrong. I felt my hold slip and instead of falling back and away, I fell forward.” I drew in a deep lungful of air. “I tried rolling, but he got me before they got to him. He stomped on my leg and hip, crushing the bones. Luckily, they got me away before he started to gore me. I remember the pain, screaming, people running, but that’s all.”

“What was the damage?”

I tapped my leg. “I have an artificial hip and enough rods and posts in my leg to erect a small building. They weren’t sure I’d walk again, but I’m stubborn.”

Well, you can’t do what Bella does and not wanna get your hands on that long, lean, sexy body to make sure it’s fully capable of performin’!

“I wish I had a massage table,” she mumbled as she crawled up the bed, straddling my thighs, pushing my body deeper into the mattress. “This would be so much easier.”

I shook my head. “No, I like it like this.”

I didn’t have to see to know she rolled her eyes at me.

She was so good at this. Within moments, I was lost in a haze of pleasure. Up and down, back and forth, she pressed and pulled, her fingers digging into muscles I didn’t even know were sore and easing the ache. She stretched over my back, the silk of her skin brushing on mine as she moved in a constant fluid motion, never ceasing in her ministrations. I found the strength in her tiny hands amazing—how her little fingers could dig so deep and coax hardened muscles into a relaxed state was beyond my comprehension.

I tried desperately not to get turned on by the feel of her gliding fingers over my buttocks, but it was to no avail. My cock twitched and lengthened, pressing into the mattress, wanting relief. Wanting her hands on him.

*WickedEvilGrin!* Yeah, you’re just gonna have to read it to see how THAT ends LMAO! Lucky for you, it’s COMPLETE!

Rob Attack

{banner by FallingsnowWinter}

~oOo~

Psalm 107 ~ New American Standard Bible

Those who go down to the sea in ships,
Who do business on great waters;

They have seen the works of the LORD,
And His wonders in the deep.

Rob Attack

{banner by FallingsnowWinter}

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11134279/1/Clallam

My life had always been a sea of carefully laid plans, until he blew through. Cool and quiet, like the calm before the storm. It was brewing. Short summary inside. AH

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Angst – Chapters: 10 – Words: 28,229 – Reviews: 701 – Favs: 285 – Follows: 507 – Updated: May 3 – Published: Mar 23 – id: 11134279

Bella moves to the tiny fishin’ village of Clallam for her very first job as a teacher. She doesn’t want to fall for her next door neighbor but Cull’s lure is irresistable!

Through the rhythmic splashes, I heard the slam of a screen door and my eyes snapped open to find my neighbor’s tall frame outlined in the blurry moonlight. Even at this ungodly hour his movements were lithe and concise, unhindered by the bulkiness of his hooded, gray sweatshirt and constricting, brown suspenders that hooked into a pair of baggy, orange overalls. The black beanie fit snugly on top of his head. My line of sight was cut off when he climbed into the cab of his rusted, red truck. I ducked out of the beam of his headlights to watch him retreat before heading to bed. And I laid there long after he’d gone, just thinking. About my long drive to Clallam. About the new school I was starting. How I missed my family and friends. But mostly I thought about him.

Fishin’ is a dangerous and heartbreakin’ profession where wives and loved ones spend their lives waitin’ for their men to come home…or not!

“You know that big storm we got over the weekend?”

I nodded.

“Well, I guess the worst of it was out at sea ’cause it capsized one of the crabbers.”

The school closed. I was slowly losing my mind not having anything to do but sit and wrack my brain for the name painted on the side of my neighbor’s boat. For the life of me, I couldn’t remember what it was, if he crabbed or hopefully just fished.

Every night I hadn’t woken to the squeaking of a screen door, I would look out in hopes that I just hadn’t heard it. But his truck was never there. He was never there.

“I’m sure he’s fine. I mean, wouldn’t Lea know if he wasn’t? She is his landlord.” Emily reminded me.

Emily took off later that afternoon, leaving me to watch the sunset alone on my front porch swing. But with everything that was going on in my head, I couldn’t enjoy it because what if he was dead? What if he didn’t have family to mourn him? What if he didn’t have a soul? A flower? Maybe I should have clipped a flower for him. Just in case.

I heard his truck before I saw it putter over the small hill in our shared driveway. My heart sped while his engine stalled and then restarted before he made it to the sparse gravel alongside his house.

My first instinct was to run up and give him a hug and make sure he was okay. But when he waved, I waved. And that was that. He disappeared into his house and I hadn’t seen him since.

*Phew!* Well, Cull made it back home safe and sound…this time!

Slow burn on this one, darlin’s! Take my advice and put it on alert if you’d rather wait until it’s complete!

What fics have kept you on the edge of you seats?

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

Night Raider

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

 

Wet Rob Avi

Afternoon ladies!

This mornin’, a little birdie told me our sweet Naughtyhisbella had an electrical fire at her house!

I’m pleased to report no one was hurt but my fingers are crossed hopin’ the damage wasn’t enough to make her…

{Ladysmith Black Mambazo / artwork by Bernard Ndichu Njuguna}

Homeless, homeless
Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake
Homeless, homeless
Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake
We are homeless, we are homeless
The moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake
And we are homeless, homeless, homeless
The moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake

What a coincidence! Homeless Edward is the theme for today’s recs LOL!

Searchin’ through my TBR, I was actually surprised at the number of fics where either Edward or Bella, or both, found themselves homeless for one reason or another! I’m bettin’ you’ve all read at least one but have you read these?

Rob Attack

{banner by FallingsnowWinter}

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10336818/1/The-Lottery-of-Life

Bella has been blessed with the finer things in life. She has always been focused on what she has and never understanding that money doesn’t buy you everything. It will take one stupid bet and a homeless man to teach her what really is important in life. Can Edward get through to snobby Bella Swan and show her what she has been missing? AH HEA Mature.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Humor – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 26 – Words: 121,040 – Reviews: 1,066 – Favs: 606 – Follows: 785 – Updated: Sep 8 – Published: May 10 – Status: Complete – id: 10336818

What I loved most about IBACULLEN’s story were some of the epic snarkfests between Edward and Bella!

“Hey you.” I called.

“Is that you…Richie Bitch?” He looked me over, “What happened to you?”

“What do you mean?”

“You just look like a box of crayons that’s been out in the sun too long.” He smirked.

“Screw you, dude. I have had a really bad morning. You have no idea how hard it is to work all morning in the hot sun and still have nothing to show for it.”

Homeless dude shook his cup at me, “No…I have no idea how that is. Please enlighten me.”

“That’s not what I mean. Ugh…never mind, anyways I just wanted to stop and tell you that you’re wrong about me. I’m not as big of a…Richie Bitch as you thought. I gave a homeless man a thousand dollars the other night. He didn’t ask me for it, I just gave it to him…on Sunset Boulevard, in the middle of traffic…so there.”

“Really?” He asked taken aback.

“Don’t believe me?”

“No…I believe you…I know that man you gave that money to. He came into the soup kitchen with tears in his eyes and then gave that thousand dollar bill to the owners.”

“What? Why would he do that? I gave him that money so that he could do something with it.” I exclaimed.

“He did do something with it. He gave back because…the soup kitchen has always been there for him and he wanted to repay the debt.”

I slumped against the car completely flabbergasted shaking my head.

“You don’t think he did the right thing?” he asked.

“No! I mean, he could have rented a cheap motel for a couple of days and had a real meal instead of some slop from a soup kitchen. I should have given it to someone else.”

“Most people would feel happy hearing that their money went to a good cause…most people think that you give a homeless man money, he’ll just go and spend it on liquor.”

“Yea, I suppose that liquor would be worse. Anyway, I have a lot of work to get done…I should get going.”

“Work? Finally decided to not live off your parents?” he questioned.

“No…I just…have a project I’m working on. I’m sure to you it’s stupid but to me it’s…personal.”

“What project? Is that the reason why you look like a paint pallete?”

“I don’t want to tell you, you’ll just think it’s stupid and shallow. I’ve had enough judging from you for a day.”

“Uh…Miss, that’s all you do of me. Just tell me the project. I will try not to make you feel bad about yourself.”

I rolled my eyes and still don’t know why I am standing here talking to this man, especially out in the open where we can be seen.

“I made a bet with a friend and the stakes are really high.” I sighed.

He waits for me to continue.

Believe me…this was just the tip of the iceberg LMAO!

~oOo~

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7133208/1/Home-is-Wherever-You-Are

EPOV, Homeless Edward is down on his luck when he meets a girl who is a breath away from joining his homeless status. Can they save each other?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Humor – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 46 – Words: 116,203 – Reviews: 1,852 – Favs: 1,228 – Follows: 599 – Updated: May 2, 2012 – Published: Jun 30, 2011 – Status: Complete – id: 7133208

Poor Edward can’t catch a break when it comes to his initial encounters with Bella LMAO!

When the light changed, I crossed the street and headed out to get dinner. I got my sandwich to go because I didn’t like the way people looked at me or cringed away from me when I sat in the restaurant. I was walking back to my night spot with my dinner bag when some headlights blinded me. I put my hand up squinting, unable to make out who it was or what they wanted.

“What’s in the bag?” I heard a woman’s voice ask.

“A double cheeseburger,” I answered because that was what it was.

“Throw it over here.”

“What? No, this is my dinner.”

“Fine, set it down and back away from it.”

“NO! I’m hungry, what the hell is your problem?”

“I have pepper spray,” she threatened.

I dropped my head in defeat. I didn’t have another shirt and it was too damn cold to wash it off at this time of night. The bitch had me. I set the bag down. “Come on, please, it’s my only dinner and I don’t have any more money.”

“Back away from the bag.”

“Please don’t take it,” I begged like a weak little girl.

“Take off your shirt.”

“What? Ma’am, I’m not that kind of person. I don’t just…”

“Shut up, take off your shirt, and hold your arms out.”

“It’s freezing cold tonight, Ma’am. Why are you doing this? You’ve got a car to sleep in.”

“Now!” she said holding up the pepper spray.

“Toss me your shirt and hold out your arms,” she demanded and I hesitated.

“Hurry up before you freeze your butt off,” she snapped. I tossed her my shirt and I noticed she sniffed it. She walked toward me cautiously. She was just out of arm’s reach and eyeing my arms. “Turn your hands up,” she commanded, so I did. “Now take off your shoes.”

“Look, you can have my sweater, but please leave me my shoes. They’re the only ones I have and they won’t even fit you.”

“Take them off now!” she snapped. I sighed and toed them off. “Your socks, too, and sit on the ground and stick your feet out. Do it now,” she commanded.

I dropped my head and pulled off my socks. To my surprise, she squatted down and looked at my toes. “You got some freaky toe fetish or something?” I asked annoyed.

“No,” she said and threw my sweater at me. I quickly put it back on, thankful that she gave it back. “Put your shoes back on. Where are you sleeping tonight?”

“What’s it to you? Are you going to try and steal my pack or something? Look, lady, whatever you want, just tell me now, okay?”

“Get in the truck and don’t try anything funny.”

“What? You’re kidnapping me?”

“Are you homeless?”

“What’s it to you?”

“Are you really willing to work?”

“Yeah, but I’m not a gigolo.”

“Shut up and get in the truck,” she commanded.

“Can I bring my dinner?” I asked.

You’ll have to read Home is Where You Are to find out just exactly what the hell Bella wanted our homeless Edward to do for her!

Rob Attack

{banner by Cared}

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9061275/1/Where-Roads-Converge

A homeless boy, hitch-hiking in the snow, a woman on her own, running from an abusive relationship. Is she crazy to stop, or are their paths destined to cross? Can this mismatched pair find succour and salvation together, or will their pasts intrude and drive them apart? AH, rated M. Two-times winner of The Lemonade Stand Fic of the Week Poll.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Hurt/Comfort – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 25 – Words: 125,139 – Reviews: 2,824 – Favs: 1,558 – Follows: 1,603 – Updated: Aug 3, 2013 – Published: Mar 2, 2013 – Status: Complete – id: 9061275

In Where Roads Converge, Bella literally saves Edward’s life by pickin’ him up while he’s tryin’ to hitchhike in the middle of a blizzard!

The first thing that occurred to her was how stupid she was to let a hitchhiker sit alone inside her car with the engine running.

This thought was totally overridden by the sight of said hitchhiker curled up in the passenger seat, his teeth clattering loudly as his body was wracked with uncontrollable and violent spasms—clearly, he would have been incapable of doing anything, let alone getting behind the wheel and driving away.

Hey, kid… hey, can you hear me?” she asked. She put her hand on his arm and was appalled to find that his leather jacket was waterlogged and freezing. Lowering her hand to his leg, which shook and jerked like he was suffering from St Vitus’ Dance, she soon realised that all his clothes were soaked through and that if he was going to survive he needed to get out of them.

“Kid… shit, what’s your name? You need to change out of these clothes. Do you understand me?”

“M-m-m-my n-n-name iiiis Eh-eh-eh-Edward,” he whispered, his teeth chattering so hard he could barely get the words out.

God, I loved this fic and sat for weeks bitin’ my nails waitin’ for each new update LOL!

So, what are your favorite “homeless” fics?

Happy Friday, y’all

Rita

Night Raider

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