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Random Rita ~ Wednesday’s Weird & Wonderful WIPs!

ROB ATTACK

Evenin’, ladies!

With Halloween knockin’ on the door, I thought I’d mix it up today with a sprinkle of weird and a taste of wonderful stories hittin’ my inbox on the regular!

First of my weird ones is…

ROB ATTACK(banner by LizziePaige)

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13418678/10/The-Sonoran-Inn

Somewhere, just off an Arizona highway in the Sonoran Desert, there’s an inn carved into the rocks. The owner and her staff are beautiful and eager to please… until it’s time to leave. There’s no way out, and beauty is skin deep. This is not a love story.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Horror/Supernatural – Edward – Chapters: 10 – Words: 10,888 – Reviews: 220 – Favs: 60 – Follows: 118 – Updated: 21h ago – Published: Oct 27 – id: 13418678

Anybody seen From Dusk Till Dawn? This story has that evil vibe of “once you go in, you never come out” about it! Well, I did say it was weird LOL!

Edward and Jasper are on their way to Lackland Air Force Base in Texas for bootcamp to become flyboys…needless to say, they never make it there!

The sun began to sink as they sped through Yuma, kicking up dust and pointing at odd, phallic-shaped cacti and gorgeous tile-roofed cottages in every size and color. The dummy light kicked on a few miles outside of Gila Bend, so Jasper eased the Jeep off the highway at the first Love’s Travel Stop along the way.

The sky was golden pink in every direction when Edward’s feet hit the concrete next to the gas pump. He reached for it and stretched on his toes. Then he twisted his neck back and forth and grinned.

A tiny brunette in tinier denim shorts peeked around the pump and eyed him head to toe. Edward smirked and nodded. “What’s up?”

Her red lips curved into a wide grin, and she lifted her sunglasses to rest on top of her head. “Hi.”

Edward swiped his card and waited a few moments before keying in his PIN. He lifted the nozzle and hit the button for regular unleaded. Then he waved at the cutie and followed Jasper inside to take a piss and maybe grab a candy bar.

She followed him through the store and over to the short line at the register. “I’m Isabella,” she said.

He glanced back. “Edward.”

Jasper saved him by cutting between them with his arms loaded with candy and sodas. “It’s going to be a long night, and some guy in the shitter said the next gas station is on the other side of the desert.” He noticed Isabella and lost his train of thought at the sight of her cleavage against the orange tank top that clung to her slim waist.

Edward shoulder-checked his friend to turn him around so they could pay and hit the road. His head cleared the second he breathed in fresh air. The harsh smell of gasoline greeted him back at the pump. There was a small puddle next to the back tire.

A tall guy in swim trunks and Chacos popped his head around the tank. “The auto-shut off failed,” he said with a shrug. “Sorry I couldn’t stop it sooner.”

Edward groaned when he saw the charges but reached out  to shake the stranger’s hand. “Thanks, man.”

“Any time.”

Isabella’s perfume danced on the breeze. “Let’s go, Felix,” she said, folding her tiny frame around her companion’s thick side. “I want to get back before dark.”

Felix nodded and checked the ties on a tarp covering the back of their rusty old pickup truck. Isabella turned to Edward and smiled. “Be careful out there,” she said. “The desert can get a little weird after dark.”

She backed away and held his gaze as she made her way to the passenger side of the truck. A flash of red reflected in her eyes from the truck before she lowered her sunglasses to shield them from the setting rays. The engine rumbled to life, and Felix waved before pulling away and kicking up a trail of pebbles and dust in his wake.

Jasper started the Jeep and tapped the dash. “Let’s go,” he said.

~oOo~

So far, 2019 has been a very good year for the return of some of our favorite authors and the trend continues *woo hoo!*

This month, prettykittyartist has started repostin’ Slapshot which, I’m happy to say, I hadn’t read as pdf so this wonderful story is fresh as a daisy to me!

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(banner by Jo Richardson_FictionFreak95)

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13401069/1/Slapshot

He comes in for the stale coffee and the girl behind the counter. She lives for the moments he walks though her doors. Can she snag herself a star? Can he handle being caught? HOCKEYWARD EXB

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Humor – Chapters: 21 – Words: 64,934 – Reviews: 753 – Favs: 272 – Follows: 509 – Updated: 19h ago – Published: Oct 3 – id: 13401069

“Hi, I’m Bella. Want to go out some time.”

No matter how many ways I phrased it, it sounded like I was a desperate fangirl. Everyone knew Edward Cullen, star hockey player for the Seattle Twilight. I wanted to know the guy who ordered black coffee and lemon muffins. I wanted to know the guy behind the breathtaking smile.

I was taking Rosalie’s advice. I was going to talk to him the next time he came in—no matter what. It’d been a week since he’d been in and flirted with Angela while I peeped him from the stock closet, and I could hardly stand it. I’d spent that time doing my homework on him.

Yes, I started watching hockey with Emmett. I’d sat through three games and listened as he explained how the game was played. All the stupid, confusing rules. He explained the beard. There was some superstitious thing about hockey players and playoffs and beards, but apparently, Mr. Cullen did the beard thing throughout the season.

Maybe his cheeks got cold out on the ice. I had no idea. He was hot in spite of the bear straddling his jaw, but it didn’t make me any happier about it. I really, really liked his face, and that thing covered up too much pretty.

The day had been slow, which was both good and bad. Good because if he showed up I wouldn’t look like crap, but bad because I had way too much time to stand around and think about him. And think about what I was going to say to him.

“I notice you like your coffee black. How’d you like some sugar with that coffee.” I snorted at my own corny remark. God. I was losing my ever-loving mind.

“I’m Bella Swan, and I stare at you every day. Is it weird that I’m obsessed with you?” I smacked my forehead against the counter and groaned.

“It is a little weird.”

I held my breath. Oh God.

I looked up slowly, and there he stood. Smiling. “I’d rather you use the first approach, though. The answer is yes. I’d love to go out with you.”

My tongue swelled in my mouth, and I had the urge to bite down so it wouldn’t disappear down my throat. That’s what happened when you had a seizure, right? I was pretty sure I was having a seizure. “What?”

He chuckled and it was just beautiful. Just how I imagined it would be.

What can I say…we all love a good Hockeyward, right?

{and because we can never have too many banners…}

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~oOo~

More weirdness…

ROB ATTACKhttps://www.fanfiction.net/s/13406126/14/Revenant

Ye who, passing graves by night, Glance not to the left nor right, Lest a spirit should arise, Cold and white, to freeze your eyes…

Rated: Fiction M – English – Supernatural/Romance – Chapters: 14 – Words: 6,383 – Reviews: 399 – Favs: 105 – Follows: 200 – Updated: 6h ago – Published: Oct 9 – id: 13406126

“Bella!” Eric burst into my office, a pile of papers in his hand. “You’re never going to believe where we got permission to investigate!”

I leveled him with a glare. “Have you ever heard of knocking, Yorkie?”

Eric Yorkie was our tech manager and also helped with scheduling our investigations. Ever since we started out as a group of misfits who lurked in the dark looking for ghosts, he was our go-to guy. He was annoying and overbearing, but he was great at his job.

“I’m sorry, I-I—” he stuttered as he began to back out of the room.

I sighed, rolling my eyes. I knew I was overreacting, but I had just spent three hours looking over video footage from our last investigation. I was exhausted, and we had found very little—if any—evidence for Mrs. Cope. “Oh, just get over here. What’ve you got?”

He grinned, tripping over his own feet as he rushed toward my desk. “Fort Rodman!”

My eyes widened. “Fort Rodman?”

“Yep. Fort Rodman.”

“Eric, I don’t know…”

Over the last few decades, there had been reports of heavy paranormal activity at Fort Rodman. Things like footsteps following people, disembodied voices, and a few people had even reported seeing a full-bodied apparition of a sparkling man.

As interesting as all that was, there was a downside. There had been numerous disappearances in the area surrounding Fort Rodman in the last several years. Some believe it’s because the area is cursed, that the souls of soldiers and pirates still wandered the property. There was a chance that if you entered the grounds at night, you might never come back. Others were convinced it was the work of a meticulous serial killer. I was on the fence.

“This is the chance of a lifetime, Bella. We’ll be in a group. Come on, please?”

I leaned back in my chair, crossing my arms against my chest. “Fine. Figure out all the details.”

He was right, it was the chance of a lifetime.

Sparklin’ apparition? Hmmm, wonder what that might be? Let’s find out…

I gave a heavy sigh, rubbing my hands over my face. It’d been a couple of hours since everyone headed out. I’d watched each of the cameras like a hawk, but continued to come up empty handed. At least I knew both teams were at least having similar experiences to what they had last time, so it wasn’t a total bust.

“Hey guys, how about switching spots?” I radioed out to them, to which everyone agreed.

My eyes were glued to the cameras set up at the battery. I was curious to see if maybe Jess and Tyler exiting the area might stir something up. I sat back in my chair, disappointed to see them emerge and leave the area.

I turned my focus over to the cameras set up at the fort, watching as Eric and Angela exited. I knew it would be a few moments before either team reached their new destination.

I turned my attention back to the battery. My eyes widened in fear and I covered my mouth in an attempt to block out my scream as I took in the image before me. There, staring up at the camera, was definitely a man. It was no apparition. I watched as he turned toward the noise of Angela and Eric approaching. I grabbed my radio. “Everyone head back to the van, now!”

And what frustrates the hell outta Bella is that no one else on her team can see a damn thing on the tapes!

Remember my remark about From Dusk Till Dawn? Keep it in mind LOL!

~oOo~

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13420151/1/Dragging-Pegs

Like clockwork the bittersweet end of August rolled around, bringing with it the steady rumble of motorcycles for the annual biker rodeo. Only this time it was different. This time it brought Masen. AH MC Bikerward

Rated: Fiction M – English – Bella, Edward – Words: 1,826 – Reviews: 47 – Favs: 107 – Follows: 213 – Published: Oct 29 – id: 13420151

Dragging Pegs — Leaning so far into a curve that the foot pegs drag on the road surface — not done on purpose

This story just started postin’ so there’s only one chapter up but no way was I gonna wait to rec a tatted up Bikerward, especially not one bein’ written by Jonesn!

Every year like clockwork the bittersweet end of August rolled around, bringing with it the start of a new school year and the steady rumble of motorcycles as they passed back and forth through town.

One by one, RVs, cars, and bikes alike lined up outside the entrance to the county fairgrounds, patiently waiting for the gates to open so they could finally set up to party. And party they did. All. Week. Long.

I closed my eyes to try and center myself, opening them back up to catch a group of guys staring at the booth from across the crowd.

One in particular.

Given the distance, fine details were hard to make out but I could tell he was the “handsome” one, but in that rugged sort of way. Like James Dean with a pack of cigarettes rolled up in his sleeve and a five o’clock shadow. If possible, his dark hair was wilder with no products containing the sides.

The gray T-shirt he had on was well worn with a tear at the collar. His shoulders filled it out nicely, rounding down to a pair of strong arms that were littered with colorful tattoos.

My gaze roamed back up to his face, my stomach dropping when he smirked. I glanced away without returning the smile.

“Who were you looking at?” Alice asked with a knowing smirk on her face.

See, smirks were no good. Smirks got you into trouble. As did dimples. I was a sucker for a good dimple.

“No one.”

“Okay. Okay. But seriously, which one is he? Point him out to me.”

“Absolutely not.”

“Come on, come on, come on.”

“No.”

Customers started lining up. I rose from my seat to get away from Alice and greet them. When the last person in line approached I nearly choked on my tongue.

Long fingers lifted black Oakleys to nest in a mess of brown hair. Green eyes sparkled in the sunlight, fine laugh lines framing them. That smirk of his wasn’t so easy to ignore up close and personal. Especially when I didn’t have the option to look away.

Yeah, handsomely rugged didn’t even begin to cover it.

*LE SIGH!*

~oOo~

Well, lookee here, Eewee darlin’! This one’s complete, although she’s got a lemony epilogue in mind we’re encouragin’ her to write *wink!*

ROB ATTACKhttps://www.fanfiction.net/s/13413744/1/A-Cowboy-A-Superhero-and-Bella-s-Prince-Charming

“Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together? Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidence.” Warned by fate as tender children that their soulmates were out there somewhere waiting for them; Bella, Alice and Rosalie struggle to navigate college and dating until one special night, when everything suddenly falls into place…

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Humor – Chapters: 5 – Words: 17,400 – Reviews: 126 – Favs: 156 – Follows: 267 – Updated: Oct 24 – Published: Oct 20 – Status: Complete – id: 13413744

Bella has already met and fallen hard for Edward Cullen. Things take a strange turn when she meets his roommate, Jasper!

Jasper offered his hand for her to shake. It was then that Edward noticed the star-struck look on Bella’s face. She was just standing there loosely grasping Jasper’s hand and staring at him blankly. Edward glanced at Jasper’s face, relieved to see honest confusion at Bella’s behavior, and not the same dazed stare.

Bella suddenly snapped out of her fog of Déjà vu, jerking her hand back and looking around at the apartment strangely.

“Umm can you guys just hang on one second?” She requested nervously. “You’re single, right?” She asked of Jasper offhandedly as she pulled out her iPhone. Edward knew the look on his face could only be described as incredulous and he was really fucking concerned about the longevity of his current relationship. Bella hits a name from her favorite contacts page and raises the screen to her ear, chewing at her nails tensely as she waits for someone to answer. A female voice suddenly comes on the line, cheerfully talking a mile a minute. Bella tries several times to break into the one-sided conversation, getting more and more anxious before finally raising her voice to a yell.

“Pixie! Code Red!” The silence is deafening as Bella took a deep breath before swiftly spilling her message. “Ali, do you remember when we were kids and we would pretend we were princesses and I told you we would each find our Prince Charming one day, and you did your amazing ‘stare into the beyond – see the future shit’ and said it wasn’t you that would find your perfect man, that I’d be the one to find him for you?” Bella glanced nervously at the rooms other occupants, who were looking more and more confused as rapid talking and excited squeals emitted from the iPhone receiver. Bella’s responses were equally rapid. “Yep. His best friend. Yes. No. Nope! Not telling. Because the first time you hear his name is going to be in his own voice and you’ll thank me for it later. I love you too, bitch. Yep, dropping a pin to your cell.” She said the last part in a raised voice, as she pulled the screen away from her face and fired off a text before bringing the speaker back to her ear. “See you in 30. Bring Ro, I have a feeling hers is here too. There’s a pair of shoes by the door only a mammoth could fill,” she takes a quick peek at Edward’s average-sized sneaker-clad feet, then Jasper in similarly sized boots, “and I saw comic books on the bookcase… DC. Look ya skinny bitch, these are not the first graphic novels I’ve seen and, I shit you not, them bitches are in plastic sleeves. I know, I’m in the effin twilight zone!” Bella looked around the room one more time. “No, no girl stuff anywhere that I can see. I know. Love you, too. Bye.” She disconnects the call and slowly turns to face the men. “So umm… that probably seemed weird.” She blushes and fidgets awkwardly. When they don’t say anything, she speaks again. “Well I doubt I can make it much weirder so I’ll just ask… who’s supporting the DC Comics Universe and rocking the clown shoes?” Edward sputters for a moment before responding.

“Uhh…” Edward clears his throat, “that would be our other roommate, Emmett. He’s pretty tall…” When he drifted off and didn’t say anything more, Bella prodded again.

“Tall, single and into blondes?” She asks in a reaching tone. Edward gives Jasper a seriously confused look.

“Ok, yeah, I’m gonna go with very, very weird.”

Even though it’s marked complete, I want MORE!

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Hope these’ll do you for now! Got any new ones to share?

Happy Wednesday, y’all!

Rita

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Random Rita ~ Wednesday Whirlwind of WIPs!

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Evenin’, ladies!

To say I’ve been caught up in a whirlwind of new WIPs is an understatement!

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The choices were enough to drive me crazy but you know I can’t resist sharin’ so here are some of my favorites!

ROB ATTACK(banner by Belizabetty Masen)

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13350779/1/Diamond-in-the-Rough

In high school, Edward was the bad boy Bella pined for, but he never noticed her. While she was away at college, he was behind bars. Their paths cross again when she arrives home and he sees how she’s changed. Can she handle the truth about him—that he’s after the blood of the man who killed his father—and will she stay by his side with danger around every corner?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Crime – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 9 – Words: 13,100 – Reviews: 517 – Favs: 332 – Follows: 635 – Updated: Sep 24 – Published: Jul 30 – id: 13350779

As far as physical attraction went, Edward was the flame and I was the moth drawn to him. He had a filthy mouth and I knew he loved to watch me react when he spoke. But I never felt threatened by him. Not like I had by that asshole in the parking lot earlier.

“Are you done with them, those guys that you were with earlier?” 

“Is it going to stand between us if I’m not?” 

“Yeah, it just might.” 

He leaned his head back against my couch, staring up at the ceiling. “I’m as done with them as I can be, baby.” 

“I’m not your baby, and what does that even mean?” 

He lifted his head to stare at me. “Ah, so it’s okay to call you mami, but baby is crossing a line?” 

I’d never hated how I was prone to blushing as much as I did right then. It was as good of a tell as any. 

A grin spread across his lips. “You like it, yeah? You gonna call me papi while you’re laid up under me with my cock in that chocha?” 

My eyes widened and I gasped loudly. My fingers twitched, ready to slap him. 

“Do it, mami,” he taunted. “I like it when you’re rough with me,” he growled in my ear. 

I felt the sting on my palm before it even registered that I’d actually slapped him. He groaned. 

“Holy shit, Edward, I—” 

“Don’t even think about apologizing.” He rubbed his jaw where I’d slapped him. “I pushed you. I deserved it; fuck, I asked you to. I wanted you to do it. I can’t control my tongue around you. I’m sorry.” 

“I like the way you talk to me,” I whispered, feeling my face flush further. I liked his dirty mouth, and I liked our heated back and forth. 

He pulled me onto his lap so I straddled him. I could feel every hard inch of him and had to hold back a moan. 

“You gonna be my girl, then?” 

“We hardly know each other. Plus, you still didn’t answer my question. Are you done with those guys?” I looked straight into his eyes as I waited for his answer. 

“Look, I’ve got no plans to hang out with them on a daily basis, but I’m not done with them. Or, should I say, they’re not done with me.” 

“What do you mean?” 

For a quick moment, I would have sworn I saw worry flash in his eyes. “Royce King is looking for me.”

FYI, Edward’s mother is Columbian while his father was 100% Irish, a deadly beautiful combination of genes!

This is how MissLiss15 sees her Edward in this story and we, in her Facebook group, swooned to the floor when she posted it:

ROB ATTACKDive in and catch up…see if you don’t fall in love with Papiward as much as I did!

ROB ATTACK(EDIT 08OCT19:  BRAND NEW banner by Belizabetty Masen)

~oOo~

ROB ATTACKhttps://www.fanfiction.net/s/13339120/1/Hades-a-love-story-Sort-of

A story of perseverance & the lack thereof. For the downtrodden. About love & loss along with the betrayal & bitterness that ensues in its aftermath. Long story short, a story about Hades & how maybe he’s not the bad guy, after all. 1/4 c Lucifer. 2 tbsp Meet Joe Black. 1 heaping swig of Twilight. misc nonsense. Liberties with Greek mythology. MA, ExB AH (sort of) blah blah blah

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Humor – Chapters: 10 – Words: 16,791 – Reviews: 284 – Favs: 137 – Follows: 277 – Updated: Sep 20 – Published: Jul 16 – id: 13339120

For those of you who have long mourned the disappearance of Jo, FictionFreak95 from our fandom, I have the most wonderful news…she’s baaack!

My first breath of freedom is delicious. Just as I imagined it might be. I feel more alive than I have in a millennia. Leaving the underworld has been on my deceitful mind forever and a day. For the past thousand years or so, actually committing the action has proven to be more difficult than it sounds. It’s a bit akin to what humans might view as a caged bird. They aren’t exactly happy with their circumstances but given the chance to fly, they rarely take flight.

Tonight, I flew.

And once I made the painstaking decision to indeed leave, everything else seemed quite easy.

Arranging for a replacement, check.

Walking past the idiotic rivermen to exit my domain unaccounted for, Check.

Deciding what I want to do first and foremost, pretty much check.

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Ah, yes…about that replacement:

Before he can question what I mean, with an indiscreet snap of my fingers, he’s gone.

Don’t worry. He’s not dead.

Not really, anyway. That would be cheating. I don’t cheat.

He’s just… somewhere in between. Indefinitely.

In his abrupt departure, by design, the keys to his car have fallen to the ground, and I happily pick them up. I push a button to unlock the sleek, black 2-door BMW 428i then slide into the driver’s seat, taking a moment to fully appreciate the comfort of this man’s taste.

“Nice.”

I look around a bit then pull open the middle compartment to find his wallet. I open it up to see whose persona I will be taking for a while.

I read the name with disdain.

“Edward Cullen.”

Then I shrug, it’s as good a name as any, I suppose. I slip the wallet into my pocket and lock his car up again before heading into the bar I apparently own to see what sort of fun

awaits me.

“Nice to meet you, Edward,” I say to the night air. “I’m Hades.”

 You might not remember Jo but you surely remember such titles as: Edward Cullen, Dick for Hire and its sequel, The Dick in Me, Meet the Masens, Penal Code and many, many more!

~oOo~

ROB ATTACKhttps://www.fanfiction.net/s/13186521/1/The-Boy-in-the-Backyard

When Bella’s 6-year-old daughter stumbles upon Peter, a young, dirty, and stain-filled boy in her backyard playhouse, she’s determined to help him. Meanwhile, Bella notices something odd about the new doctor at her work. As Peter’s story unwinds, his fate is ultimately left to the family that took him in, but Bella has no intention of giving up the boy in her backyard. AH/AU BxE

Rated: Fiction M – English – Suspense/Romance – Bella, Edward, Charlotte, Peter – Chapters: 9 – Words: 23,283 – Reviews: 404 – Favs: 372 – Follows: 720 – Updated: Sep 23 – Published: Jan 23 – id: 13186521

I’m readin’ this and realizin’ kids are the most sneaky, deceitful little creatures on Earth, even when they mean well LOL!

The Swan’s yard was big. Wild flowers surrounded the outlines of the property, adding color next to the tall, mossy evergreens that drew around the start of the forest. In the center of the yard sat a small yellow play house. Of course, it had a small, flowery welcome front and a window on the west side. Consisting of three small rooms: a kitchen, a living room, and a spare, the play house was Charlotte’s safe haven when her mother was not around.

Her dolls and toys were already nestled into the small house, now along with the Rapunzel book she’d stolen off of the bookshelf. In the kitchen, she set down a plastic tea pot filled to the brim with whatever type of tea her mother had prepped for her the night before. Tea parties were a daily thing in the Swan household.

Today, two guests, would make an appearance at Charlotte Swan’s ultimate tea party. Lining up a crazy redhaired doll with a sewed on smile and a stuffed lion, she started to pour the cups of tea. However, redhair’s glass was only halfway full when the small cup was dropped, covering the plastic floor in a slew of spilt tea (juice).

Charlotte couldn’t help it. She wasn’t expecting a third guest, especially not the dirty looking boy that was sitting in a chair on the opposing side of the room. This boy looked small, yet couldn’t be bigger than her cousin Jake, who was six years older. His light blonde hair highlighted with muck, stood out in many different directions around his pale face. His jeans were torn at the hemline and his shirtsleeves non-existent. Her doe eyes met his large green ones and they stared at each other for a while.

Charlotte scoffed, bending over to pick up plastic cup. She looked up at the boy expectedly.

“Well, are you going to just sit there or are you going to join me for my tea party?”

So far, Charlotte’s been able to hide Peter from Bella but surely not for much longer *nail bite!*

~oOo~

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(banner by LayAtHomeMom and Patrizia Adamo)

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13319962/1/Zuma

He may be dating my step-sister, but it doesn’t stop me from wishing he were mine.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 13 – Words: 41,311 – Reviews: 1,684 – Favs: 614 – Follows: 963 – Updated: Sep 23 – Published: Jun 24 – id: 13319962

Dedicated to anyone who ever coveted their sister’s boyfriend LOL!

The hot California sun kisses my bare legs as they hang out the window of Jacob’s car, a beat up ’67 Charger that he loves more than me, a fact we’re both aware of. We’re driving to Frosty Freeze, our daily trip for ice cream in a summer that feels like it’s screeching towards its end even though it’s just begun. I’m already late for work, but I don’t care all that much, which is basically how I feel about most things.

I push the hair flying around my face out of the way, just in time to see him in the parking lot at Zuma beach.

Edward Cullen.

His golden shoulders glisten with salty ocean water, his old denim cutoffs lay unbuttoned and hanging dangerously low around his hips. A white t-shirt sticks out of his back pocket, waiting to be put back on.

With his right hand he slings the yellow and blue surfboard easily under his arm, and with the left, he pulls Rosalie Hale’s bikini clad body into his own.

I lick my lips and squeeze my thighs together, knowing that in just a few short hours, he’ll be sitting across from me at dinner, eating whatever Renee makes from the helpful housewife advertisements she sees during The Carol Burnett Show.

He may be dating my step-sister, but it doesn’t stop me from wishing he were mine.

PB takes us back to the late 70’s in her newest story and it’s an amazin’ trip for those of us old enough to remember the carefree days…or were they, between childhood and the real world!

~oOo~

ROB ATTACKhttps://www.fanfiction.net/s/13394029/1/The-Dark-Lust

Another night, another strange and gruesome murder in Portland. Detective Edward Cullen is determined to solve this baffling case, but at what cost? What he finds could make or break … him. AU/OOC/BxE. Previously a collaboration with AngelGoddess1981, now being completed by maniacalmuse.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Supernatural/Suspense – Bella, Edward – Words: 2,728 – Reviews: 19 – Favs: 54 – Follows: 92 – Published: Sep 23 – id: 13394029

When only the first chapter has been posted and you’re already nailed to your chair!

Gathering all the courage he could, Tyler turned to face his unwanted spectators, determined to make the best of this horrifying situation. All the breath left his lungs as his gaze fell upon the three impossibly gorgeous women before him. They appeared to be his age, lean and fit but still shapely, with pale skin so smooth it looked like silk. Their faces were stunningly beautiful, but it was their eyes—eerily menacing and a color he didn’t even know existed—that truly had him captivated. He couldn’t stop from gawking blatantly.

The one in the middle, a long-haired brunette, cocked her head to the side as she stared at him, a sly smile curving onto her deep red lips. “I’m sorry. We didn’t mean to interrupt,” she said teasingly. Her voice danced and shimmered almost inhumanly, ringing around him like a choir of bells. “Please. Don’t let us stop you from… finishing.”

Tyler just stared at her dumbly.

“Ooh, maybe he needs some help,” the girl on the brunette’s right, a stunning blonde, suggested with an excited glint in her already bright eyes. “I call dibs!”

The final of the three, her hair a wild mess of fiery red curls, giggled in a high-pitched, girlish lilt. Tyler recognized it as the second laugh he’d heard when they first approached. It gave him the chills; there was something deeply more menacing about it than the other girl’s. “Don’t be greedy, now. He’s cute. We can share…”

A tickle crawled up Tyler’s back, though he wasn’t quite sure if it was from fright or desire. These two hotter-than the-sun chicks wanted to… to…help him? Help him get off? No. No, surely he must have misunderstood.

“Awww,” the blonde girl whined. “They’ve only got one really good scream in them, though. I never get it all to myself.” Her full pink lips turned down in a pout while her eyes remained on him hungrily.

Hungrily. The word echoed through Tyler’s head as realization dawned on him. That was exactly how he would describe the look they all wore: hungry… insatiably hungry. But for what?

The redhead sighed dramatically, waving her hand dismissively at him. “Fiiiiine… he’s all yours. Just don’t get too carried away. You already pigged out back at the house. Hardly left anything for the rest of us.”

Tyler gaped at her in confusion. He still hadn’t said a word. They were taking so cryptically; he had no idea what was going on.

Well, we might have an idea what’s goin’ on, right? But who are these three deadly sirens? Are they who we think they are?

~oOo~

ROB ATTACKhttps://acedfiction.wordpress.com/undercoversquint/desperate-measures/

When Bella’s hallucinations of Edward became her only source of comfort, she had to find new and creative ways to trigger them. Now, Edward is back and determined to earn her trust… and her submission. Rating: M, New Moon AU, Canon vamps and pairings, BDSM themes, HEA, No Cheating. Regular updates until Completed!

Ladies, you won’t find this last story on FFN but I’m sharin’ it here, nonetheless! Also because Bev would kick my butt if I didn’t…she’s already deep into it LOL!

My wrists were cuffed to a metal support frame over my head, and I registered the cool numbness in my fingertips with some long-detached part of my brain. The part that took note of any physical sensation other than the pain to which I subjected myself. I gasped as the polished birch made contact with my ass again, leaving stripes of fire across the tender skin there. My breaths came with increasing speed, processing every delicious second of pain as I waited for the next blow.

I could feel his eyes on me, gauging my tolerance and stamina, studying my reactions down to the most minute movements of my body. Malcolm had learned quickly that while I understood the purpose of a safe word, I would never use it. I needed this too much. I craved it the way a normal person craved food, water, oxygen… Every nerve in my body quivered with anticipation as I took another strike, and the edges of my vision began to shimmer.

I was almost there.

It didn’t use to take this long. At one point, I could reach my goal with just a few good lashes of a belt, a few swats of a heavy paddle. These days, it was harder… but worth it. I was so close I could almost taste it now. My pain level surged as the cane whipped against the backs of my thighs, just under my buttocks where the skin was the most sensitive.

And there he was.

Not the muscled, dark-skinned man behind me but the man I’d truly come to see. He looked as perfect as he always did, with his pale gleaming skin, his tousled bronze hair, those warm golden eyes, and that smile. The smile that was so exquisitely beautiful it erased my physical pain completely.

My entire body was enveloped by a blissful numbness, granting me a reprieve even from the ever-present ache in my hollow chest. I couldn’t feel the tears I knew were streaming down my cheeks, and the strikes of the cane couldn’t penetrate the shield of my hallucination. I vaguely registered the pressure of each blow and the sound of the of the thin rod connecting with my inflamed skin. But every strike only made his smile brighter and his voice sweeter as he hummed my lullaby and murmured words of love.

I didn’t dare pull my eyes away from the bronze-haired boy, even when the caning stopped. My fastidious Dominant began to treat the welts with a cool, damp cloth, crooning nonsense into my ear. But he couldn’t reach me. I couldn’t have cared less what he was saying, and by that point, it didn’t matter. He may as well have been invisible or not in the room at all.

He thought I was in subspace, and maybe I was. Maybe this was what subspace felt like for me. But he wasn’t the one who’d brought me there… not really. He was just another instrument, a tool as effective as the cane he’d wielded. He could’ve been anyone, any gender, any race… Right then, in that moment, I wasn’t submitting to him.

~oOo~

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Happy Wednesday, y’all!

Rita

ROB ATTACK

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