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ROB ATTACK

Evenin’ ladies!

Every time someone brings me a new Edward, I fall in love with him just a little bit more! Who knew that was even possible LOL!

Hopefully, you’ll love these unique Edwards as much as I do!ROB ATTACK(banner by CeCe Melton)

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12692165/1/She-Rocks-My-World

80’s Rocker, Edward Cullen, is the frontman for the enormously popular band, Cullen. He’s every woman’s dream; handsome, wealthy, and talented, but the elusive rocker has something to hide until an overwhelmingly gifted, doe-eyed beauty steals his heart at first sight and sound.
Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Family – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 5 – Words: 16,614 – Reviews: 388 – Favs: 285 – Follows: 554 – Updated: Nov 18 – Published: Oct 17 – id: 12692165

My piano faces stage-left, and I turn my head to address the audience as I lean into the mic, “Hey, Seattle, it’s nice to be close to home.” 

The crowd roars. 

“We’ve been on the road for nine and a half months,” I play a few notes.

Emmett stands at a mic and kids, “Time to check if you’re a daddy.” 

The crowd laughs. 

I defend, “In your fuckin’ dreams, my brother. I cover my joystick.” 

Jazz chuckles into his mic, “The man covers it twice.”

Garrett joins in from the back, “And how would you know, Dweeb?”

Jasper freezes and points. “He told me,” he spits.

“Spitting in the corner over there with a red face and angry eyes is my brother from another mother, Jasper ‘The Jazzman’ Whitlock, lead guitarist.” Jasper’s fingers move with precision. His strings siren the crowd to roar. “And he’s no peepin’ Jazzman!”

Jasper chuckles as he makes Gertie sing.

“On the drums,” I announce and point to Garrett. He flips his sticks, twirling them over his toms* and snare*, attacking his hi-hat* and screaming a ‘whoo oo.’ “My older cousin, the sex-starved beater, Garrett, ‘The Hammer’ Norman.”

Garrett takes a bow, and there are more roars.

“Yes, to my right, my big brother, the bad ass from Forks, the twinklest toes of the North West, and bass guitarist, Emmett, ‘The Love Machine’ Cullen.”

Loud screams and whistles blare through the air. Emmett, plucking out some low notes with a quick rhythm. Dimples deep, he moves his head from side to side in a grimacing fiercely in concentration.

“And yours truly, I’m Edward, ‘The Frontman’ Cullen.” I nod and the place shatters from the crowd’s reaction. “I’ll play any instrument if you’ll play mine.”

Through the blaring noise, I start to lightly play a soft melody.

Within seconds, you could hear a pin drop. I stop, finish my drink and continue to play. I lean forward to the mic and sing,

“I’m not the man you think I am.

I’m not the guy to say goodbye.“

I get a shiver, and I stop. Emmett approaches the piano, and I jump up, a little wobbly, but wink at him. He steps away, giving Jazz and Garrett the high sign.

Pulling a mic from a stand, I rasp, “Naw, naw, naw, we need some rock’ n roll. You fucking hear me, people.” I rouse the crowd clapping my hands and running from one end to the other. Garrett follows along with snaps on his snare. Emmett taps out the beat on his thick strings, as Jasper segues into the next song.

I jump onto my bench with both feet resting on the cushion and leap into a 360-degree angle doing a roundhouse kick with my right leg pointing straight up, running to stage left and pushing my legs off the wall into a backflip and then three handsprings. I stop in front of Emmett and he high-fives me.

One last jump; I set my boot-clad feet at the edge and push off strongly, doing a forward roll.

For three solid hours, we play three sets, introduce more new songs from the next album, and I’m about as dead as I can get. My head pounds and I’m numb all over.

The four of us stand center stage, arm in arm, bow in unison, saying ‘goodnight’ before exiting stage left. When we break apart, Emmett still has an arm over my shoulder, holding me up. “I got you, bro.”

Once the tour ends and the boys get to go home, Alice takes them out to Rosalie’s club to see a new singer.

Rosalie looks to the back hallway as Bella makes her way out clutching her guitar.

The crowd whistles, shouts, and claps.

Jasper hums, “Man, that’s a Gibson, Hummingbird Vintage Cherry Sunburst.” He exhales a low whistle.

I shake my head, “It’s a beauty.”

Emmett pokes me from the back. “So’s the girl.”

Bella sits on the stool adjusting her guitar strap around her shoulder flipping back her hair.

“I’m gonna leave all of you in Bella’s capable hands,” Rosalie announces, gives the mic over to her, as she walks off the stage sitting next to Emmett and Garrett.

Bella shyly clears her throat and looks around the room. She adjusts the top mic near her mouth, as the bottom one will amplify the guitar.

After a few strums of her strings, as she fine-tuning the sound, she begins to play and speak into the mic, “I’m really nervous.” She bites her bottom lip. “So, try to be kind.”

The crowd, ‘Aws.’

Bella notices Ali, and her eyes widen when she sees the rest of us.

She frowns as Rosalie mouths, “You can do this.”

Bella takes a deep breath.

I sit forward in my chair watching her closely. She has a light touch to her strokes.

“I’m going to cover a few artists’ songs from other artists. Hopefully, I’ll get brave enough and play a few of my own.” She softly laughs.

I can’t lean close enough, now. I anticipated this soft, sweet voice coming from her pouty alluring mouth but I’m finding just the opposite.

She plays the intro to ‘What about Love’ by Heart. Her voice is soft and sultry with the first few lines. With her eyes closed, she hits the high notes with ease. Jasper gasps and grabs my arm. I know what he feels. Rosalie nudges my side, over Emmett, and shouts, ‘Go, Bella.’

I hear Emmett telling Rose that she’s amazing, while Garrett taps out the beat on the table.

She plays the instrumental lead with pick in hand not missing a note. Jasper now leans forward watching her with eagle eyes. She continues the chorus.

Bella opens her eyes and looks in my direction, seemingly singing to me. Her focus doesn’t leave mine, and I draw into her. I can’t look away . . . and like a moth to a flame, she pulls me in.

The song ends, and everyone jumps to their feet.

Bella looks around with a shy smile, covering her mouth with her hands. “You sure know how to make a girl feel good.” She laughs.

“Thank you.”

I’ve been a huge Gabby1017 fan since she first showed up with Under My Nose and she just keeps gettin’ better and better with each new story!

(And, because I love you, I’ll share the stunnin’ black ‘n white version that came into my possession! Holy crap! Didn’t see those abs in the color version!)ROB ATTACK(banner by CeCe Melton)

~oOo~ROB ATTACK(banner by MarieCarro Vanadesse)

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12679658/1/Irrevocable

It doesn’t matter when I live my life, as long as it’s with you.
Rated: Fiction M – English – Drama/Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 7 – Words: 17,265 – Reviews: 265 – Favs: 125 – Follows: 298 – Updated: Nov 18 – Published: Oct 7 – id: 12679658

The attic of the old house I was renting contained so many fascinating items. I was considering buying it, but for the moment, I wanted to rent and see if I could be happy here. 

Digging through to the back of the closet, a small box called my attention to it, though I couldn’t have said why. Lifting the lid, I found a large photograph album at the top; it was old, that much I could tell, its pages sepia-toned and crinkled with age. 

Fascinated by the prospect of a detailed look into the past, I pulled it from the shelf and turned to the window alcove, where I proceeded to throw a dust-covered cloth off what proved to be a loveseat. Sitting down and placing the box beside me, I opened it, excitement rippling through me as I removed the album from the top to find more photos and letters situated underneath. 

I was surprised they were in as good condition as they appeared to be, considering how old they were. Their age, like that of the books, gave them a sepia tone and some of them were creased and worn as if they had been lovingly handled. There were a few in frames, which were in better condition, depicting an older couple, her seated in a large throne-like chair, him standing regally behind.

I wondered who they were and what their story was. Had they lived in this house? How old were they? Were they married? Were they happy? Judging by the expressions on their faces, they didn’t seem happy, though looking closer there were laughter lines around their eyes. No airbrushing for them!

He, the man in the next picture, had much lighter hair, so I would guess it was blond, with eyes that were probably blue or gray. He was a little older than she, standing straight and firm, very handsome, dressed in a suit with a waistcoat of a different color.

The next picture of them, at their wedding, showed how happy they were; somehow, I was glad for their happiness. It wasn’t something I thought I would ever have, but if others found it, maybe it was out there for me, somewhere.

Four pages on, checking photographs that saw them a little older each time, I turned the page to find one with a baby in her arms. Her smile would have lit the heavens, I’m sure. They were seated together on the very loveseat where I was sitting. My eyes were drawn to the child, whose wide eyes stared directly at the camera; at me.

The visceral reaction I had brought a smile to my face as my fingers traced his features. I wondered what his life had in store for him. It was a silly thought, but I hoped he had been happy. 

Shaking my head at the idiotic thoughts running through my mind over a simple picture, I flicked ahead through the images of him growing up, though I never saw one of him with a woman.

Before I knew it, the evening was drawing in, and I was losing the light. I decided to carry this one box downstairs to the lounge and take a longer look at the letters underneath the photos. I yearned to know more of what happened to the beautiful couple; somehow feeling linked to their lives. 

Oh, there’s a connection all right!

The tiredness of the end of a long day, helped along by the drinks I had swallowed throughout the evening, allowed sleep to capture me, and I drifted off with the mirror in my hand, muttering the words engraved on the back and now in my mind.

Startled awake by the sound of the door smashing against the wall, I jerked up in shock, watching as he roared into the room, his eyes flashing to mine. A little daunted, I stood and put the sofa between us, unsure of his intentions. He stalked to me, growling under his breath and muttering something about . . . ‘get it over and done with’, before leaping over the barrier in front of him.

Part of me was admiring his physique, the other almost afraid of him, but underneath all that, his low growl and almost furious expression were turning me on. Nothing had done that for years, if, in fact, anything ever had. The feelings rushing through me were absolutely nothing like those I felt with either of my previous boyfriends.

Without a word, he grabbed for me, ripping my nightdress from neck to hem, exposing my breasts and nipples to the cool air of the bedroom. They hardened immediately, drawing his attention. His mouth descended on mine, invading and bruising wherever he touched. His fingers reached for my breasts and tightened on my nipples, just this side of painful, pinching and pulling while plundering his tongue inside my mouth. His leg found its way between my legs, pushing against me, forcing them apart.

And it only gets hotter from there *phew!* If you want to know how the hell that was even possible, you’ll have to read Irrevocable!

~oOo~ROB ATTACKhttps://www.fanfiction.net/s/12704575/1/Is-This-The-Worst-Time-To-Kiss-You

The town calls him “Berserky” who likes to wander into convenience stores, rip into beef jerky and gnaw on the sticks. Touch him, you’ll feel the consequences. Since his father’s death, he hasn’t been the same. I would know. I’m the only one with a good view inside his windows. Edward ‘Berserky’ Cullen Jr. is my neighbor and I remember I loved him once.
Rated: Fiction M – English – Crime/Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 3 – Words: 20,381 – Reviews: 165 – Favs: 200 – Follows: 412 – Updated: Nov 11 – Published: Oct 28 – id: 12704575

The results for this fic from the We Love Mobward contest!

Best ‘Boss’Validator’s Pick 1stJudges’ Vote – Counselor 1stJudges’ Vote – FallingInLoveInDecember 1st / Readers’ Vote 1st

The t-shirt was once white, but now it just looks worn and yellow. The robe is not one you’d find in a store these days. The plaid is a mix of browns, yellows, beiges and whites. It hits his knees, but when he bends in the yard to do his morning exercise in socks and flip flops, it rides up. And just to give a nice little visual, he doesn’t always wear those crisp white boxer shorts. The glory appears like morning, like looking into the sun, you have to look away. Not a bone of shame in that one.

The town calls him “Berserky” who likes to wander into convenience stores, rip into beef jerky and gnaw on the sticks in the middle of the aisle. No one would get near because if you did, you’d get whacked in the ear. Sharp and quick. It happened that day a few months back and to everyone’s surprise. Duly noted.

We went about our day, but not before we made sure to watch Berserky casually leave the store, robe waving away behind him. He had a handful of unpurchased beef jerky and vacant eyes. We realized the severity of this situation. He could hurt anyone. He wasn’t tamed.

I’m not sure exactly the day Berserky became this. . . unhinged. I try to think back on it. The days past, in class, when I called him Edward and he’d respond. Sharp green eyes. Sharp jaw. Sharp wit. Like a whip.

Some say he didn’t take his grandfather’s passing well. My guess it’s why he kept the robe. That thinned out cotton never left his grandfather’s shoulders when he was home. Some say it was when his mother died of a broken heart. No one was sure, but it was anyone’s guess. Edward Cullen Sr. was tragically murdered on that fateful day, the bones and skin finding purchase on gravel as he was dragged. Some whisper, here and there years later, that they can still find strands of his hair between pavement cracks, woven in weeds. Thick bronze hair.

The Cullen men were the most fierce, brawny looking males in town. Their looks got them in trouble. Loving or falling for any one of them was like making a deal with the devil. That cut up body of Edward Sr. was still young. Never even saw the age of 40. In those cracks, not a single woven hair was gray. Bronze strong.

I didn’t witness the scene. I don’t remember much anymore. Everyone got an eyeful, though. That body tied to the bumper of a Continental like a new parade came to town. Every elderly, child, man and woman saw an unrecognizable man, naked and bloody. Some limbs missing. A warning to the family.

No, Edward wasn’t well from that day on. That state of mind wasn’t part of his daily life or surroundings. I would know. I’m the only one with a good view inside his windows.

Edward ‘Berserky’ Cullen Jr. is my neighbor.

Now you see why it garnered such acclaim in the contest! You sincerely don’t want to miss this one, ladies!

~oOo~ROB ATTACKhttps://www.fanfiction.net/s/6443914/1/Whenever-You-Call

Bella was always curious of the green-eyed man and outcast in the corner table of the coffee shop. When they finally meet, she is amazed by him, but she doesn’t know what she got herself into. Will the dark side of Edward cause Bella to give up on him?
Rated: Fiction M – English – Angst/Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 54 – Words: 471,216 – Reviews: 2,744 – Favs: 1,807 – Follows: 948 – Updated: Aug 21, 2011 – Published: Nov 1, 2010 – Status: Complete – id: 6443914

My COMPLETE offerin’ grabbed me by the throat from the Prologue and hasn’t let go since!

I couldn’t believe the mess I saw. 

There was nothing that was upright, except for the TV. The couch was tipped over as well as the tables; broken lamps were on the floor, broken pictures. . . only the artistic ones. The ones of little Alice were still placed perfectly on the wall. Her smiling face looking upon a room in shambles. A room that contained her broken brother who was sitting in the corner of the room. 

He looked up at me. His eyes. . . those weren’t Edward’s eyes. Those weren’t the eyes that captivated me the first time he laid them on me. Those weren’t the eyes I tried to remember when I was away from him. It wasn’t the eyes I saw in my dreams, they weren’t the eyes that I saw when he was laughing, and those just weren’t it. I don’t know who’s eyes those were, but they didn’t belong to the man I loved. 

“Bella!” He said. He scrambled to get up from the ground but he tripped. 

“Edward!” I yelled. He landed on broken glass. “Oh, baby. . . ” I went to reach for him, but there was something telling me I shouldn’t. I clenched my hands at my side. 

“Bella, get the fuck out of here. Seriously. I don’t want to see you right now.” 

His words sliced through me. Slow, agonizing slices. It wasn’t so much his words, but the tone he used. He was scaring me. There was blood on his hands from catching his fall on the glass. He didn’t even acknowledge it. He wasn’t there. I didn’t know what was going on. 

“Edward. . . please don’t push me away.” 

He laughed. Laughed. “You want me to pull you towards me? Fuck no. Leave. Seriously, Bella. Go. Now.” 

“Edward, what’s the matter with you?” I asked him.

He gripped onto his hair tightly and groaned. “Stop crying! Fuck!” I didn’t even notice I was. I didn’t know where my head was. Everything was a blur.

A forced back a sob. “I’m sorry, baby, I am just worried about you. What’s the matter. . . let me help you. How can I help?”

“You can’t help me. This is who I am.”

“No it’s not. Don’t say that.” I didn’t care what he said. This was not Edward. This was. . . I don’t know, but it wasn’t him. I was in such a state of confusion and hurt that it made it difficult to think straight.

“How do you fucking know? You don’t even know me, Bella!”

“I do know you. Can you stop yelling?”

“Shut up. Just go, seriously.” He said and walked past me, heading towards the hall.

I grabbed onto his shirt to pull him back, and he turned and pushed me off of him. I stumbled back a little, but I didn’t fall. I bet if I did fall on the glass on the floor, it wouldn’t have hurt as much as I was hurting in that moment. Edward had just pushed me. This wasn’t him, but it didn’t stop me from getting angry that he pushed me.

“Edward. . . ”

He got close to my face. “The door is that way.” He said in between gritted teeth. He put his hands on my shoulders roughly and turned me in the direction of the door. “Go.” I had to leave. I loved him but he was being rough with me. What was causing this? Has he ever hit Alice, or Bev? No. . . he couldn’t have.

I looked over at him. His eyes were wild. They were on me, but they weren’t completely focused. He was sweating so badly, I could see the little droplets fall down his beautiful face. His hair that was usually sticking up was falling over his forehead from being wet from his sweat. His face was red. He was livid. He pushed me. This wasn’t him. There was no way.

“Please promise you will be okay.” I pleaded. I wasn’t going to stick around and force the situation.

If he really wanted me to leave like this, I would go. I wouldn’t leave this building though. There was no way in hell. I needed some answers and I needed to check on Alice. She wasn’t doing so well and she must be so scared.

“I’m never okay. It’s something you should learn. Now fucking leave.” He let go of me and turned his back toward me.

He put his hands in his hair and pulled and groaned. He kicked a pile of glass that was on the floor and punched the wall making a hole in it. I covered my mouth from the sob that was threatening to come out.

What has gotten into him?

I turned away from him before I couldn’t help it but stay in the room with him, making Edward more upset. I opened the door and walked out. I shut it softly, and leaned my back on it. It hurt to be away from him, especially at a time like this. He didn’t want me to touch him. He didn’t want to talk to me. He didn’t want me talking to him. He didn’t even want to see me. That wasn’t the Edward that I had grown to know and love.

I needed answers.

Hell’n I haven’t gotten past chapter 13 yet so I’m lookin’ to find out what the hell is goin’ on with Edward, too!

Which fics have been ownin’ you?

Happy Monday, y’all!

Rita

ROB ATTACK

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

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!

ROB ATTACK

Evenin’, ladies!

Grab the Shamwows, for I come bearin’….

TATTWARDS!

Oh, yeah! TWO new Tattwards have recently crossed my path and you know I’m gonna share em with you!

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: 2 – Words: 4,430 – Reviews: 154 – Favs: 222 – Follows: 423 – Updated: Apr 21 – Published: Apr 14 – id: 11895298

The Cullen boys don’t tolerate cruelty to animals and take great delight in breakin’ up dog fightin’ rings!

“Now, you want to beat up one another, be my guest, go right ahead and make more money, but heed my warning. If I have to come back here because of cruelty to any animal, I will drag your ass off and treat you with the same care. And believe me; you don’t want to get Edward angry.”

Dad pulls on his collar, starts to walk away and stops. “Don’t try anything funny … You are surrounded. My boys don’t fucking miss.”

He walks out from the crowd with the rest following behind.

A gun cocks and Jasper turns in lightning speed and fires at the perp’s feet. “Now, that was a warning shot. I will go higher.” He points his gun at the guy’s crotch.

As we walk away, we leave them all in utter silence.

Of course, the ring leader don’t take kindly to losin’ his dogs and tries to retrieve them, with the emphasis on try!

“Cullen, you took our dogs.”

“You want to take this up with the police, Ricky?” He says nothing. “I didn’t think so.” I sigh. “And I thought it was going to be an easy takedown.”

“You and your group …”

I interrupt, “Gang. We are a biker gang.”

“You and your gang are a pain in my ass,” Ricky complains.

I smart mouth, “I was thinking the same thing about you and your dog abusers.”

Ricky pulls out his gun and Jazz cocks his. “Oh, I wouldn’t do that, Ricky. I was itching to blow away someone’s dick tonight.”

“I want my dogs, Cullen,” he roars and lifts his gun.

Well, that was enough for Jazz and he shoots Ricky’s weapon out of his hand. The other guy runs.

I pick up the gun while Ricky rolls around on the ground, screaming he’s going to kill us.

“You can’t find good hired help these days.”

Now, if only we could convince Gabby to update once or twice a day *gigglesnort!*

~oOo~

ROB ATTACK

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11895230/1/Masenry-Ink

The first time Bella felt alive wasn’t when the needle touched her skin. It was when she saw him. AH

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Hurt/Comfort – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 3 – Words: 1,060 – Reviews: 119 – Favs: 121 – Follows: 243 – Updated: 8h ago – Published: Apr 14 – id: 11895230

This entry for the Control. Possess. Seduce. Contest is bein’ expanded! Never did get around to readin’ all those entries so don’t be revealin’ any spoilers, umkay?

The walk back to my apartment was always the best part of my day. Not only because I was going home, but because it took me straight through downtown and right by this trendy tattoo shop, Masenry Ink.

It may have surprised most that for as long as I had been the boring, responsible one, I had also wanted a tattoo, just never … seized the moment.

On sunny days like this, I’d sometimes stop and stare at the glaring sign, imagining, wondering why it was misspelled all while willing myself to go in. But I never did.

Today was no different.

Oooh, I can hardly wait for Bella to carpe the hell outta the diem and waltz herself into that tattoo shop!

~oOo~

ROB ATTACK

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11814363/1/Until-we-taste-the-same

Blood has been spilled on both sides and the only way to ensure loyalty is also through blood. Mobward. HEA. AH.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Drama/Romance – Chapters: 7 – Words: 25,428 – Reviews: 494 – Favs: 392 – Follows: 722 – Updated: Apr 17 – Published: Feb 28 – id: 11814363

Yeah, like I was ever able to resist another Mobward *facepalm!* Okay, so after an uprisin’ among the leaders of the cartel is quelled, an important meetin’ takes place at the home of Charles Swan…

Each leader around the table reviewed the documents before them. As expected the Cullens and the McCarty’s had gained territory while the Volturi and Blacks had lost territory.

Aro was the first to speak. “Edward, my dear friend, there must be some mistake. According to this document you are removing one half of our territory and sharing it across the Masen, McCarty and Cullen Families.”

Edward leaned back in his chair and smiled, replying to Aro with the same false politeness. “You must understand that your attempt to overthrow my Family failed. Your territories have been altered to compensate the three successful families for the trouble you caused them with your dispute. To the victors go the spoils, which is in keeping with the old ways you fought so hard for, my old friend. In short, these documents contain the terms of your surrender. You should be grateful that we are so civilised, if I followed the old ways to the letter you, your wife, your children and all your coconspirators would be executed with all your territories divided amongst the victors. I think the agreement in front of you is very reasonable by comparison.”

And don’t think Charlie gets off with a mere slap on the wrist!

“William, Charles and Caius, I am pleased and honoured to hear you pledge your loyalty to me and my family. But blood has been spilled on both sides and I believe that the only way to ensure your loyalty to me and my family is also through blood.”

The men shifted uncomfortably in their seats wondering what Edward had in mind and whose blood he wanted to ‘ensure their loyalty’. Aro’s gun was still on the table in front of Edward who was still toying with it menacingly.

William Black spoke up first to ask the question they all feared the answer to, “Whose blood do you desire to quench your thirst, Edward?”

Edward turned his gaze to the far corner of the room. “Isabella’s,” was all he said.

Does he mean that literally? You’ll have to read to find out!

~oOo~

ROB ATTACK

http://www.twcslibrary.net/viewstory.php?sid=6667

Edward is head of the Cullen Family and has loved Bella from afar.When her fiance is caught cheating with his, can he get her to unlock her heart to him, or will the families enemy’s keep them apart. AH/M for language and lemons. Canon couples.  Chapters: 23,
Completed: Yes, Updated: 22 Oct 2012

And because I love you, here’s one that’s COMPLETE!

“Let me see,” Rose sat down and held out her hand.

She passed the envelope to her friend and went to get changed. The hiss made her smile. She had known that Mike was stupid, but she didn’t know that he had a death wish.

“You do know who this is right?”

She nodded as she came back in the room, tugging her hair up in a messy bun. “I do, I never thought that Mike was that stupid though. I wonder how he’ll take the news.”

Rosalie looked up, “He’s not an idiot Bella. Emmett said that Edward has suspected Jess for a while. I have a feeling that one of his guys has copies of these pictures already and is on their way to see him.”

“One of them was following me at the office. He wasn’t being very stealthy.” Bella giggled.

Rose laughed, “Edward is not gonna like the fact that you were able to spot the guy.”

“Fuck Edward. We all grew up together. I know what goes on in the family. If he wants to get pissed off that I spotted Felix then let him. I have a feeling he’ll be calling anyway.” Bella took the pictures back from her friend. “Come on. I wanna be outa here before the shmuck gets back.”

Well, of course Edward has the same photos LOL!

Edward pulled the photos out and almost laughed at the irony. “He must be stupid.” He murmured to no one.

He looked at the pictures of Michael Newton and Jessica in a passionate embrace and grinned. Sure, he was pissed, but he also knew that Mike had just fucked up royally. “I want him brought to me, after Bella gets her revenge. He won’t see another sunrise.” He informed Felix. The man nodded and then left the room to carry out his assignment.

Edward smiled as he picked up his phone and called the familiar number.

“Hello, Edward.”

“Hello, Isabella. I trust that you have seen the photos.”

“I have. I want to know what you’re planning.”

Edward chuckled, “I haven’t decided. I am either going to kill him, or maim him. What are you doing to him?”

He heard her laugh, “Right now Emmett and Garrett are moving all of my belongings out of his apartment, but I’m also taking all the furniture except for the bed. I don’t know if you are aware, but those were taken here as well. He fucked that whore in our bed. So that is all he gets.”

He heard the anger in her voice, “Where are you gonna go?”

“Em and Gar are putting this stuff in storage and I am checking into the Biltmore.”

“Why don’t you just come and stay here? You’ll have a room all to yourself. I promise that no one will disturb you.” Unless you want them to, he thought.

“I don’t know, let me think ab out it okay.” He heard voices and then Bella said, “Your sister just got here with my blow ups, I’ll call you later.”

She was gone before he could ask what she was planning. He could only hope that her revenge didn’t cause her to get hurt.

If it did, Mike would regret it.

Tattwards and Mobwards…the best of both worlds *fist bump!*

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

Rob Attack

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

Wet Rob Avi

Evenin’ ladies!

I was appalled to realize I hadn’t read one single complete fic this week *FACEPALM!*

Anyone would think I’d become a complete WIP junkie LMAO!

It’s just that there are some stories goin’ on right now that are so damn gooood and I get so excited every time they update!

So WIPs are what you’re gettin’ today LOL!

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11154986/1/Knock-Me-Up-Please

Bella decides she wants a baby and her biological clock ticks like a time bomb. She won’t try a sperm bank; she wants to meet a man, talk and check out his genes and then roll him over in the clover for a one-night Lo-ver. Can it happen that way?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Drama – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 7 – Words: 14,502 – Reviews: 277 – Favs: 186 – Follows: 370 – Updated: May 20 – Published: Apr 1 – id: 11154986

The bar starts to quiet down as most of the people clear out. Joe grabs all the receipts and asks if I wouldn’t mind staying until closing. I can’t say no to the old guy, so I grab a few beers and sit next to Bronze Boy.

He tells me about the horrific accident near the diner, involving a young couple with a three-year-old little boy. Their car hit an oil slick, losing control and rolling them over an embankment behind the diner. He could do nothing to revive the man and woman.

With a shaky voice, he continues, “I tried everything, but there was internal bleeding. He never had a chance … Fuck … Only three years old.”

I hold his hand. “You did all that you could. I can’t imagine your grief, but you can’t blame yourself.” I kiss his hair to comfort him. “I’m so sorry,” I chant over and over.

He leans forward and grabs hold of me tightly. He sobs into the crick of my neck and I wrap my arms around his shoulders, running a hand through his soft hair. “It’s all right, it’s all right.”

The buzz of the beer…

His masculine scent …

Our closeness …

I break from our embrace and kiss his cheek.

He watches me with blurred eyes.

Another soft kiss. “It’s all right.” I rub my nose against his and slightly graze his lips with mine.

“Let me make you feel better, make you forget.”

And that’s really all she wanted to do but things got out of hand and you’ll have to read it to find out what happened next!

~oOo~

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11259139/1/Belward

Access Hollywood thinks he’s gay. Extra thinks he’s secretly married. In reality, Hollywood Hot Shot Edward Cullen is just busy. The literary world recognizes M. Dwyer as one of the most prolific writers of this generation. The business world knows Isabella Swan as a philanthropic real estate mogul. What happens when all of this comes crashing together? Canon Couples. Adult lang

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Humor – Chapters: 7 – Words: 19,906 – Reviews: 120 – Favs: 104 – Follows: 210 – Updated: 12m ago – Published: May 19 – id: 11259139

And crash they do…

“Why do I have to be here for this fitting, Ali? I will wear whatever you tell me to wear. You know my size, so why can’t I have an afternoon to myself?”

“Stop pouting, Edward,” Alice said. “Besides, I can tell just by looking at you that you ate a whole pepperoni pizza last night. My guess is you also had a couple beers and a couple Cherry Cokes with that. Your face is all bloated. You’re also looking a little pudgy. You better call your trainer if you want to really look the part for your WWI role.”

Edward ran his hands through his hair and said, “What is with everyone telling me I’m fat lately? Do I really look like I’ve put on weight?”

He walked to the bathroom to look in the mirror and just as he was about to pull the door open it was pushed from the inside and out tumbled a mass of brown hair. Acting on instinct, Edward’s arms shot out and he caught the softest, warmest body against his.

Time froze for a second when a small hand reached up and pushed the hair out of the way, and he was met with the most beautiful brown eyes he’d ever seen.

The rose colored, bow shaped lips that had formed a surprised O started moving, and he heard the most sexy voice say, “Oh shit!”

This story is definitely a MUST READ!!!

~oOo~

Rob Attack

{don’t know who made the pretty banner!}

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11238756/1/The-Harvest-Table

Isabella Swan, an executive under a great deal of stress, has the sudden need to get out of the office. Driving aimlessly, she finds her way to a country market and meets the charismatic stock boy, Edward. But is there more to Edward than meets the eye? Can he help Bella figure out there is more to life than money and business?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 4 – Words: 7,120 – Reviews: 875 – Favs: 768 – Follows: 1,097 – Updated: May 20 – Published: May 10 – id: 11238756

“You’re not a stock boy, are you?”

He shrugged sheepishly. “No. I’m…a little more than that.”

“Will you tell me?”

He pulled some more potatoes and handed them to me. I brushed the dirt off them as he grabbed a bottle of water and sat beside me on the warm earth, drinking deeply. He offered me the bottle, and I took a sip, liking the fact his lips had just been on the same bottle.

“My family runs the farm. My dad’s been a farmer all his life. Besides running my dad, my mom bakes all the bread and helps at the restaurant. My sister, Alice, does most of the cooking and overseeing. Her husband, Jasper, handles all the livestock with my brother, Emmett.”

He kept talking. “Em’s wife, Rose, makes the cheeses we use, and she and my mom do all the preserves, pickles, and jams we sell at the store. We’re all equal partners—we each bring our own strengths to the mix.”

“Wow! It is a family affair.”

“It is. Our cousins run the fruit farm and winery. We sell our produce through them as well as here, and we sell their fruit. Our wine comes from them. Anything we can’t produce, we get through other certified organic farms—not that there is much. We’re pretty self-sufficient.”

“Farm to table.”

Another masterpiece in the makin’ by the wonderful Edward’s Eternal!

~oOo~

Rob Attack

{banner by Christag}

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11258538/1/Sharp-Left-Turn

In an instant your life can take a sharp left turn. Can you find the strength to lose it all and gain the unknown? Lives will be shattered, including your own.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Hurt/Comfort/Romance – Bella, Edward – Words: 2,650 – Reviews: 73 – Favs: 125 – Follows: 237 – Published: May 19 – id: 11258538

I’ll never forget how scary it was trying to find the right daycare for my six-week-old son. I interviewed countless centers and was almost to my wits end, when Angela Webber suggested Esme.

Meeting Esme Cullen literally changed my life, in more ways than one. First, she put me at ease instantly and I knew right away that her place is where Jake would be staying. It wasn’t much later down the road when my younger sister, Alice, met Esme’s son, Jasper, while picking Jake up for me. Their connection was instantaneous and they married just six months ago. The Cullens had become like family to me over the years, and now they actually are.

I pick up the phone and press to connect the call.

“Esme, how is everything?” It’s not unheard of for her to call me at the office, so I don’t think anything of it until I hear her next words.

“Bella, I need you to stay calm.”

I immediately tense. “What do you mean stay calm …Has something happened?”

I’m met by silence.

“Esme, you’re scaring me. What is it, please, tell me,” I almost scream into the phone.

I’ve already jumped from my seat and am pacing around my office, my mind going a million miles a minute.

“Bella,” she says finally. “It’s Jake.”

Only one chapter posted and I’m already blown away!

See? One of these days, I’ll seduce all you WIP wussies LMAO!

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

Night Raider

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Random Rita ~ When You Gain 10 Pounds Just Readin’ the AN’s!

Wet Rob Avi

Hey, y’all!

Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day…a day when we’re sure to get chocolate, if our DH’s/BF’s/BH’s know what’s good for them…

Now, I simply can’t wait, so I thought I’d show up a day early with a special treat for you this week!

UnderMyNose by Gabby1017

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9431101/1/Under-My-Nose

Edward Cullen sets a deadline of six months to find his true love, before he turns thirty. Leaving his successful restaurant to drive a mule-drawn carriage into the French Quarter of New Orleans, he searches for the meaning of true love, because he has yet to understand it. Will he know when he finds her or will she be right under his nose? Can bubbly, buxom Bella tantalize his taste buds with beignets and an abundant booty?

….

Bella Swan needs a change of pace, a slower groove to enjoy the simple pleasures life has to offer her. She moves from the Big Apple to the Big Easy, from subways to streetcars, from nouveau chic to historically quaint, from a large Manhattan apartment near Park Avenue to a shotgun house with her eccentric aunt, in Mid City and off Canal Street. She’s ready for love, commitment and that happily ever after, but does she have the patience to wait out her heart’s desire? It’s frustrating to be right, ‘under his nose’.

Twilight – Rated: M – English – Humor/Romance – Chapters: 31 – Words: 111,121 – Reviews: 961 – Favs: 379 – Follows: 639 – Updated: Feb 8 – Published: Jun 27, 2013 – Bella, Edward, Emmett, Jasper

Nearly complete @ 31 chapters, Under My Nose by Gabby1017 was brought to my attention by Postapocalypticdepository {aka my dear PAD} on Facebook back in June of last year and I’ve been hook ever since, not least of which is because Gabby is such a sweetheart LOL!

Although not specifically related to Valentine’s Day, it DOES involve food, since Edward is a chef and Bella specializes in deserts! The city of New Orleans is the settin’ for a love story as wonderfully complex as the amazin’ foods described throughout, for which we get a sprinklin’ of actual recipes in the AN’s, starting at the bottom of chapter 10!

My advice is to dig right in and enjoy yourselves…tell Gabby Rita sent you LOL!

~oOo~

Food, in one form or another, has played a large part in quite a few fics over the years, even today! In Wide Awake by AngstGoddess003, one of the very first fics I ever read, I remember bein’ astounded by the way Edward could read Bella’s mood simply by the kind of cookie she gave him at lunch each day!

Remember these?

Gingerbread Zombies, Bloody Newtons, Double Fudge Rendezvous, Peanut Butter Panaceas, Maniacal Mints, Caramel Comfots, Bittersweet Butterscotch, Triple Toffee Twilight, Shockolate Chip, Wrathful Walnut Fudge, Scooby Snacks, Fudge You Alls, Black Leather Ladyfingers, Victorious Vanilla Vixens, Sourly Cinnamon, Oatmeal Determination, Bye Bye Brandy Snaps, Rocky Road Reprieve, Cocoa Hidden Middles, Malted Chocolate Smiles, Frosted Pecan Patience, Luscious Sugar Licks, Candy Cane Surprise, Mocha Desperation Sensations, Heavenly Hazelnut Perfection, Goconut Confession Confections, German Chocolate Inferiors, Brown Sugar Burdens, Brownie Drop Defeats, Macadamia Unicorns, Berry Tasty Nibbles, Valentine Pineapple Pairs, Mysterious Mousse Melodies, Poppy Dipped Darkness, Persimmon Rest In Pieces, Biscotti Buy Me Offs, Ginger Snappy Birthdays, Strawberry Stand Stills, Chewy Granols Grievances, Desecrated Marzipan Delicacies, Chunky Chips-Ahoy, Nilla Wafers, Double-Stuff Oreos, Monumental Macaroons, Flotsam Florentines, Secretive Sandies, Tarty Charted Motherfuckers and Fated Failure Fortune Cookies *phew!*

Wide Awake is still available on her LiveJournal blog so, if you’ve never read it, and you can handle major angst, RUN…don’t walk, to:

http://angstgoddess003.livejournal.com/699.html

Anyone else been thrilled by a great foodie fic? Share the goodies!!!

Happy Thursday, y’all!

Rita

Night Raider

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