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ROB ATTACK

Evenin’, ladies!

Everyone enjoyin’ their summer? I swear, I have no idea where July went but I was determined to get this post out to you before August…looks like it’ll be by the skin of my teeth LMAO!

Now, you won’t see this very often…well, never, actually, but my first rec is an EPILOGUE! Oh, but what an epilogue it is! Recognize that mustache?ROB ATTACK(manip by Lolypop82)

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9069505/24/Deviant

He pissed me off and then he turned me on. Spectacularly.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 24 – Words: 94,477 – Reviews: 10,558 – Favs: 6,005 – Follows: 4,236 – Updated: Jul 27 – Published: Mar 4, 2013 – Status: Complete – id: 9069505

Yay! Manchu and Half Pint are back and they’re not alone LOL!

“It’s been weeks, Bella! I’m dying over here.” I am. I truly am.

“I don’t know about you, but two close calls since the baby was born? Too many. Blame yourself.”

“I can’t help it if I have very virile sperm!” A wail comes from the monitor hanging off my belt loop and I sigh, knowing I’m beat. “I got her.”

“Thank you!” Bella sing-songs, the pleasure evident in her voice.

Walking dejectedly to the nursery, I smile big when I see the newest member of our quickly expanding brood crying and balling her fists up. “Shh, hey now, killer, Daddy’s here.” Lifting her up, I cradle her against my chest and kiss her head, inhaling that baby smell which makes me forget all my problems. Even being denied the beautiful curves of my wife.

“Did Mommy and Daddy wake you up? Daddy’s sorry, but he just loves your mommy so much he loses it sometimes,” I whisper against her forehead, placing a kiss and soothing her awhile before finally laying her on the changing table. “But don’t tell her, it’s our secret. Can’t have her thinking I’m wrapped around her finger.”

I blow a raspberry on her bare stomach and Viv gives me a gassy smile like she knows I’m a sucker and a liar as I place a fresh diaper on her before buttoning her up and placing her back in her crib. She fusses a little, so I grab the pacifier with the mustache on it and pop it in her mouth. She looks ridiculous, but thanks to hilarious friends and family, we keep getting them as gifts. She grasps my finger like she totally understands our conversation, and I smile down at her.

Her little eyes start to close so I stroke her baby fine hair until she settles. “Who am I kidding? All my girls are evil vixens. You’ve cast a spell on me.” 

How long do you think Bella can hold out against Manchu on a mission to get laid? How do they thwart his super virile sperm when they both hate usin’ a condom? Oh, you’ll have to read to find out *wink!*

Apologies to those of you who have not read Deviant *gasp* but spoilers were inevitable in this case!

~oOo~ROB ATTACKhttps://www.fanfiction.net/s/12547589/1/Burning-Saints

As this saint burns, so will burn my soul should I betray the oath of Omertà. I enter alive and will have to leave dead.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Crime/Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 6 – Words: 23,990 – Reviews: 773 – Favs: 439 – Follows: 810 – Updated: Jul 28 – Published: Jun 27 – id: 12547589 

It’s the 1950’s and Edward has just returned home after five years in Cuba.

He leads me to a roof access door and we climb the stairs until we’re four stories above Rush Street, looking out at the city. Em unscrews the cap and tosses it over the side of the building before taking a huge swig. “There are big changes comin’ for us, Eddie.”

“Yeah?”

He points to the skyline. “All this is gonna be ours.”

I say nothing, letting him go on with the crazy talk.

“And it’s all because of you.” He comes towards me and grabs the back of my neck. “You ballsy motherfucker, you.” Pulling me close, he lowers his voice, “I know what you did.”

“You do?”

Em nods. “Dad said you did the hit. I mean, he didn’t go into detail, but you know.”

“Yeah, well . . . ” I trail off and snuff out my cig as memories from the night I put two slugs in that bastard’s skull flood my mind. “It had to be done.”

“It was fuckin’ brilliant,” Em muses, offering the bottle to me. “You weren’t even an associate at the time.”

“Nope,” I say with a laugh, thinking about how I was just some spoiled prick barely out of college. “That’s probably why no one suspected.”

“No one did.” He steps close to the ledge. “It made sense at the time when my dad said he got you out of here for your safety. He told the rest of the crew that you left for school then went to help him with his interests in Havana.”

“Ma said he sent her and Es to the ol’ country for a while.”

“Yep.” He looks out over the street. “This place went up for grabs, Eddie. Paulie and Felix had a goddamn field day. Made real names for themselves.”

“I’ll bet they did.”

We’re quiet for a bit, staring out into the city listening to the trains and sirens in the distance and the bustling traffic coming from the street below.

“Did you want to be the one who did it?”

“Yeah, I think so. I don’t know. It was so fucked up, man,” I say before striking a match and lighting another cigarette. “We were down at the morgue, ID’ing the body. My ma was goin’ wild, just losin’ it. But Uncle C, man, he was just. . . ” I’m at a loss for words letting the smoke billow out of my mouth. “Next thing I know, your dad’s pulling me into an office, saying they’ve got the guy who did it, and offering me the opportunity to handle it.”

Em nods, knowing that my father never wanted me to end up in the family business. “So you stepped up?”

“Yeah.” I hold up two fingers. “Your dad made two phone calls from the coroner’s office. The first was to Philly to confirm who pulled the trigger.”

“And the second?”

My lips curl into a sick smile. “The second person he called was Chopper.”

“Chopper? Old man Aro?”

“Yep.” I take another drag. “The night of the wake, we left the funeral home, met up with Chopper at the back of the Yards.”

“No shit?”

“No shit, man. Chopper had that greasy fuck hogtied on the slaughterhouse floor. Your dad handed me a .22, I pulled the trigger and that was that.” I shrug, feeling no remorse for my actions. No regret. No nothing.

Em spends the next few hours filling in the gaps, telling me all about what went down while I was gone all those years. We empty the bottle going back and forth as I listen to who killed who, who heads up what now and a coded rundown of who’s who in the family.

“The books are probably gonna be openin’ up soon,” Em says, looking at me to gauge my reaction at hearing that the family will be bringing in new members.

I don’t comment since I’m probably not eligible because I haven’t made my bones yet. At least none that anyone can know about. 

Mobwards are so damned irresistible and LayAtHomeMom is givin’ us one for the ages!

~oOo~ROB ATTACKhttps://www.fanfiction.net/s/12540738/1/A-Woman-of-Conviction

Bella is a single mom of two boys trying to make ends meet. Edward is a successful business man. Can he help her? Will she let him?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Chapters: 6 – Words: 14,689 – Reviews: 283 – Favs: 214 – Follows: 465 – Updated: Jul 27 – Published: Jun 22 – id: 12540738

I’m always pleased to discover a new author and Alyscia came to me by way of Bernadette Allyson Aquino from FB group The No Rules Twilight fan fic Recs Club!

“Welcome to Paul’s Diner, I’m Bella and I will be taking care of you today.” I give them my best smile while I hand them the menus.

“Hi, thank you,” the pixie woman greets me.

“We have Pepsi products, tea, and coffee. Can I get you anything while you look through the menu?” I put my pen to paper, waiting for any responses.

“Diet Pepsi,” Pixie orders.

“Do the Dew, please,” Linebacker laughs at his own joke and the blonde scolds him.

“Jesus, Emmett, are you five? Diet Pepsi.”

“Sweet tea,” the shaggy blonde guy answers, eyeing the pixie.

“Coffee, black, freshly brewed too, please. Also, make sure the cup is clean,” the scowling copper-haired man demands in a tight velvet voice without looking up from his phone.

“Jesus, Edward, I’m sure they have clean glasses.” Pixie rolls her eyes at Scowling Guy.

“Alice, have you seen this dump? I can’t believe you talked me into this shit.”

“Yes, our place has some character to it, but I assure you that our food is amazing. Seth, our cook, is attending Seattle’s best culinary school,” I defend the diner and Seth.

“Sure,” Copper guys says skeptically.

“I’ll just get those drinks for you.” I put my pad in my apron and quickly go and get the drinks for them.

I grab all the drinks and put them on a tray and walk back over to the table. “Here we go. Diet Pepsi, Diet Pepsi, do the Dew for you, sweet tea for the gentleman, and your fresh coffee in the cleanest of the clean cups, sir.” I keep my smile fun and cute while passing the cups around. Most of the group chuckles, but mister grumpy raises his eyebrow as if challenging me.

“Are we ready to order?” I keep with my chipper self, ignoring his challenge.

“Yes, we are.” They all chatter away with what they want, and then I get to mister cranky pants.

“I want a sub, pepperoni, salami, ham, mustard and mayonnaise, lettuce, tomato, and pickle on whole grain with provolone cheese. Do you think your cook can handle that?” He hands his menu to me with a cocky grin.

I raise my bitch brow with my own smirk. “I think you’ll find your sub more than satisfying, sir.”

I walk over to the window to put my order in to Seth. “Hey, for the sub give him the Bella special.” I wink.

I get to the window to pick up my order for the business group and smile, seeing that Seth did exactly what I wanted to mister grumpy copper hair.

“Here we go.” I hand the orders to everyone, the last one going down in front of him. I wait.

I hear them chuckle and laugh at him. He just stares hard at it, then looks at me with a confused expression.

“Did you seriously have my food made into a smiley face?”

“Yes, sir, I hope you enjoy your food. If you need anything, please feel free to ask.” I smile and wink and leave their table. I check my other tables and the boys, and before I know it the business group is stacking dishes, so I quickly get the check and take it over to them.

“I hope the food was up to your standards.” I put the check down on the table.

“It was the best I’ve had. This is going to be my lunch spot from now on.” Linebacker pats his stomach to drive his point home. The others nod their heads in agreement.

I wait for copper hair to respond but he keeps his face in his phone.

They give me a credit card and I quickly run it and bring their receipt and wish them a good day.

I start cleaning up another table and when I reach theirs I nearly faint at the sight of the tip. Five one hundred dollar bills with a note.

‘Best sub ever’

I sit down before my legs give out. I can get the kids clothes and more groceries. Someone upstairs is finally giving me a small break.

I’m such a sucker for a down-on-her-luck Bella catchin’ a break from a man of means…Edward, of course!

~oOo~ROB ATTACK(banner by Clo Rodeffer aka HeartForTwilight)

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12547034/1/Shaky-Ground

Dr. Edward Masen, a lonely, broken man, is living in Seattle. Work is the only thing he knows. Dr. Isabella Swan just moved to Seattle, working as a pediatrician. It’s hate at first sight. Unfortunately, natural disaster upends their lives … will they survive? Full summary inside. AU/AH

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Hurt/Comfort – Chapters: 10 – Words: 26,407 – Reviews: 718 – Favs: 406 – Follows: 676 – Updated: 23h ago – Published: Jun 26 – id: 12547034

Tufano79 strikes again! Hell’n I’m beginnin’ to think she’s actually an Energizer Bunny in disguise *wink!*

“I love my job,” Dr. Edward Masen muttered as he sat in his Volvo. “I love my job. I really love my job.” One of the nurses waved at him as she passed him. He growled and ran his hand through hair. He did love his job, but he hated the vapid, awful nurses and single, female doctors, who saw him as a piece of meat. Someone to be conquered.

He was not some prize to be won, damn it. “Not today, bitches.” He got out of the car, swiping his messenger bag, white coat and lanyard with his ID card.

Walking into Harborview Medical Center, he dropped off his belongings in his rarely-used office and got ready for his twelve-hour shift as an emergency room attending physician. He focused his attention on doing his job, healing the sick and helping people. He kept his interactions with the female coworkers concise, but professional, though he’d rather not interact with them at all. He focused on his patients. He treated them respectfully and with the dignity they needed, especially when they were sick and scared.

He worked diligently, helping his patients and smiling warmly at them when they thanked him. This why he went into medicine, to help people. Not to fend off horny females, swatting them away like annoying gnats.

“Dr. Masen, we have a little boy with a suspicious rash,” said Shelly Cope, one of the charge nurses. “I’d send in one of the residents, but the boy is covered head-to-toe in this rash.”

“Thanks, Shelly,” Edward said, finishing his notes on his tablet. He handed her the tablet, getting the new one for the boy, Cole. He read the history and strode into the room. “Hello? My name is Dr. Edward Masen.”

“I’m Kathryn and this is my son, Cole,” the mom said. She was clearly worried and running her fingers through the boy’s hair.

“Why don’t you tell me the symptoms?” Edward asked, sitting down next to the quiet, sick little boy. Kathryn shared the symptoms and Cole piped up when Edward gave him a physical examination. “I think that you just have a mild form of malaria. It’s a heat rash.”

“I disagree,” said a petite, brunette doctor. She was dressed in a pair of gray dress pants and a light blue blouse, underneath her white doctor’s coat. She glanced at the tablet in her hand, wrinkling her nose. “Did you vaccinate your son?”

“Vaccinate?” asked Kathryn.

Edward looked at the young doctor. She was new, that was certain.

“A word, Dr. Swan?” he growled, glaring at her coat, seeing her name, Dr. I. Swan. The woman arched a brow, holding her tablet to her body. “Please?” They both gave Kathryn a clinical smile. Edward gestured to the hallway and glowered at the woman. “Who the fuck do you think you are?”

“Dr. Isabella Swan. Shelly paged me and asked me to consult on your case,” Bella said, holding out her hand. Edward sneered at her, leaving her hanging. She put her hand down, placing both of her hands on her hips. “And I would appreciate if you would not swear at me.” Edward continued to glare at her. “Look, I don’t think that Cole has malaria. He’s running a fever, which is not an indicator of heat rash. He also has never been vaccinated.” Bella showed Edward the medical records, showing that Cole did not receive any vaccinations.

“Regardless, you should have approached me since I’m his physician,” Edward snapped. “It makes me look incompetent.”

“If the shoe fits,” Bella snarled back. “You didn’t look at the whole picture. Nor did you run any cultures. You were going to release this boy back to his mom with his this highly communicable disease. I ordered Shelly to take his blood and test it, just to verify my diagnosis. If you would pull your head out of your own ass, you would have done the same.” Before he could respond, Bella turned on her heel, gliding back into the examination room and explained, calmly to the mother what she believed her son to have.

Edward was panting in the hallway, wanting to strangle Dr. Isabella Swan, regardless of how gorgeous she was.

What the fuck?

Oil and water…cats and dogs…until an earthquake brings them together in a way neither of them expected!

~oOo~ROB ATTACKhttps://www.fanfiction.net/s/12584528/1/Rent-A-Vampire

In a world where it has become the norm to date a supernatural being, no self-respecting woman would turn up at a party without one, would she?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Humor – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 3 – Words: 5,557 – Reviews: 135 – Favs: 98 – Follows: 214 – Updated: 12h ago – Published: Jul 24 – id: 12584528

My vampire rental arrived on my doorstep at twilight on what had been an unusually sunny day for September.

I opened my door and stared at the man whose only resemblance to his photograph was the uncomfortable expression on his face. It was as if he could smell something particularly unpleasant, such as dog excrement.

His eyes were shut tight so I had a quick sniff at my clothes. Not detecting anything untoward, I regarded the vision of beauty in front of me.

His long, bronze hair was in complete disarray, the very tips catching the last rays of the setting sun and forming a halo atop his head. His pale skin was flawless and smooth, his lips red and full – even though they were currently pressed firmly together – and his lashes were long enough to make girls the world over green with envy. He was obviously adept at applying his makeup for I couldn’t tell where he’d used it and where he hadn’t.

He took a deep breath in, sighed and opened his blood red eyes.

“Miss Bella Swan?”

His voice was deep and soft, and it wrapped around my name, enveloping it just like the red velvet of my cloak did my body on chilly evenings.

“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” he asked.

I shook my head and came back to my senses. “Of course,” I said, realising my error and moving to one side. I waved an arm in front of my body. “Do come in.”

He glided past me, mumbling something about humans having no sense of self-preservation, and placed his holdall on the floor beside the sofa. He turned and looked around my apartment.

“You only have the one room,” he said.

“Yes. Well, this and a bathroom.”

“Where is your bed?”

“The sofa pulls out.”

“Oh.”

“Oh? Oh no! I didn’t think about where you would sleep.”

“I won’t be needing a bed.”

“Of course you won’t. Perhaps you’d like to hang upside down from one of the joists, or I could empty my blanket chest if you like. It’s quite long. If you bend your knees, you might just fit.”

“You really have no idea, do you?”

“Not really, no.”

“I don’t sleep hanging upside down. Nor do I sleep in a coffin. Vampires don’t sleep at all.”

“You keep going all night?”

He raised an eyebrow. “We have been known to, yes.”

I didn’t know whether to laugh or blush. I did the latter. “So, what will you do while I’m sleeping?”

“Watch you.”

“No! No way! That’s creepy.”

“I’m a vampire. It’s my job to be creepy.”

“Please tell me you don’t mean that.”

“Isn’t that why you hired me?”

Had it not been for a very sweet PM from DataByteDL-FangirlinGrandma, I mighta waited until Moosals hit the complete button on her latest endeavor! Boy, am I glad she persuaded me not to wait…thanks, Dee darlin’ *HUGS!*

~oOo~ROB ATTACKhttps://www.fanfiction.net/s/7079270/1/I-m-Only-Sleeping

One second’s loss of control and all is ruined. Trapped in her own body Bella needs to find a way to make herself heard. A tale of love, loss and family. Jasper/Bella Friendship. Eventual Edward/Bella. Winner of an Emerging Swan Award

Rated: Fiction M – English – Hurt/Comfort/Friendship – [Bella, Edward] Jasper – Chapters: 45 – Words: 124,120 – Reviews: 1,974 – Favs: 934 – Follows: 423 – Updated: Dec 5, 2011 – Published: Jun 14, 2011 – Status: Complete – id: 7079270

Okay, so it’s another New Moon AU…shoot me LOL!

The scratching of Alice’s pencil halted and I turned to look at her. Her face was blank and her eyes glazed. She was seeing something beyond the lounge and judging by her emotions it wasn’t something good.

I suspected it was Edward, she had seen a few visions of him when he first left. She was waiting for the moment he decided to return to Bella, we all were, but as time passed the visions stopped. He had either found a way to avoid her sight or he had ceased making decisions altogether. That had worried her, and she had not spoken of it to Esme or Carlisle, they had been with him the longest and were both having difficulty dealing with his absence.

She came back to the present with a muffled cry, her emotions were a crippling mess of shock and horror.

The sound of her cry brought Esme from the guest room and Emmett from the kitchen. Only Rosalie and Carlisle were absent, Carlisle was at work and Rosalie was in the garage behind the house, she would not have heard Alice’s cry from that distance.

“Alice, what is it?” I asked. Pulling her into my lap and comforting her as best I could.

“Bella.”

The effect of that one word was instant. Esme clapped a hand to her mouth and Emmett shot around the couch to squat in front of us both.

“What about her?” he asked. “What’s happened to her?” He gripped her arm with such force Alice flinched.

“I didn’t look, the vision came to me on its own,” she said impatiently. “But that doesn’t matter, Bella’s been hurt, seriously hurt. I don’t know what happened to her, but she’s in hospital and it looks bad.”

Esme let out a small sob and wavered on her feet, Emmett moved to her side and put his arm around her shoulders, steadying her.

He turned to Alice. “Did you see Charlie or Renee there, if she’s in hospital they should be there, right?”

“I can’t see anyone else there, she’s all alone.”

“Try and search for Charlie’s future,” I suggested. “Maybe he was hurt too. It could have been a car accident or something like that.”

Again she slipped into the blank gaze that accompanied her visions but this time she snapped out of it much faster.

“I can’t see anything, there’s nothing but black for Charlie, and I don’t know Renee well enough to be able to pinpoint her future.”

“That’s okay,” I reassured her. “You can’t be expected to see everything.”

Emmett was calling the hospitals in the Forks vicinity trying to track Bella down. He finally found her in the Olympic Medical Center. He was currently trying to pry information about her condition, his wheedling tone slowly changing to one of irritation.

“Well fuck you too.” He finally roared into the receiver and threw it down. “They won’t tell me anything as I’m not ‘family’,” he sneered the word.

“Maybe Carlisle will have more luck when he gets home,” Esme suggested.

Just then we heard the squealing of brakes and the skidding sounds of Carlisle’s Mercedes making the turn into our driveway at high speed.

He ran through the front door and caught Esme as she launched herself into his arms sobbing.

He smoothed her hair and led her to the couch then crouched down to face Alice. “What did you see?”

Though he was outwardly calm his emotions were a raging confusion of fear and pain.

“She was in a hospital bed, her chest was bandaged and she wasn’t awake. There were machines and…” She lost control of her emotions and sobbed into my chest.

“Okay, it’s okay Alice, I will call the hospital and see if I can get more information. The rest of you, pack what you need, we’re going to Forks.”

Carlisle picked up the phone and the rest of us dispersed to gather anything we may need to take with us. I went to the safe in Carlisle’s office and grabbed the false ID cards and passports for us all. In an envelope at the back were two other sets of identification in the name of Bella Cullen and Bella Masen. I grabbed those too, it was best to be prepared.

When we reconvened in the lounge Carlisle was just finishing his call. “Yes, thank you for your help. We will be there as soon as we can.”

Carlisle hung up the phone and turned to us with a serious expression. For a moment I thought we were too late, that Bella had died. Apparently, Esme thought the same as she shook her head jerkily, whispering. “No, Carlisle, please don’t say it.”

He took her in his arms. “Not Bella, Charlie.” We let out a collective sigh of relief then immediately felt guilty.

Charlie was dead. Bella’s father. What had happened to them?

“Jasper,” Carlisle said turning to me. “I need you to get in touch with Jenks, we need a document naming us Bella’s guardians in Renee absence.”

“Where is Renee?” Esme asked.

“I don’t know.” Carlisle said rubbing his forehead wearily. “I spoke to one of Bella’s doctors and he said they hadn’t been able to contact her.”

“Oh, I hope she’s okay,” Esme fretted.

“We don’t have time to discuss this now,” Emmett said impatiently. “We need to go. Are we going to drive or get a flight?”

“Flying would be faster,” Esme said. “Alice can you check the weather conditions.”

She blanked out again for a moment, but came back with a relieved smile. “We’ll be fine. It will be early morning by the time we get to Forks and the day is overcast.”

I called Jenks and arranged for the documentation to be delivered to our Forks house the next morning. He griped about the speed but after some well chosen words and thinly veiled threats he was more agreeable.

It was already dusk here so we wouldn’t have to stick to the shadows at the airport. We gathered our bags and headed out to the cars when Rosalie spoke up.

“What about Edward?”

Shit.

OH,MY.GOD! This is such a great read! It certainly kept me readin’ into the wee hours for days on end LOL!

What stories have enthralled you through the lazy days of summer?

Happy Sunday, y’all!

Rita

ROB ATTACK

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

ROB ATTACK

Evenin’, ladies!

No, your eyes are not deceivin’ you…I’m alive, if not entirely well, what with my age catchin’ up with me’n all. Nothing more sinister, I promise LOL!

Before we get distracted, I wanna thank Zveka and Kay for checkin’ up on me…it was good to know you’ve got my back *high five!* Hell’n you can all thank them for herdin’ me back where I belong LMAO!

So, without further ado, I have some great stories for you to discover!

ROB ATTACK

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11961398/1/Bring-Him-Home

Bella has been alone in the world for a long time so she has focused all of her energies into her business and her staff. As loneliness starts to creep up on her she has to learn to ask for help as her business is attacked and two very different men enter her life. How will she cope as her safe controlled world changes quickly and she has no idea why.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance – Chapters: 9 – Words: 12,268 – Reviews: 74 – Favs: 33 – Follows: 70 – Updated: Jun 22 – Published: May 23 – id: 11961398

Alicia’s first AN…

This is going to be a little different, I think. Bella is very focused, almost abrasive in her manner unless she is with a client and, at the beginning, unable to form any sort of personal attachment.

It is an Edward and Bella story but he won’t appear for a while so don’t worry. When he does show, it will alter her carefully constructed world.

Ha! That’s puttin’ it mildly *gigglesnort!* Now, since my banner pretty much gives it away, let me introduce you to HHD {Hot Homeless Dude}!

He was obviously homeless and had been so for a while by the look of him. His clothes were stained and dirty, his hair unkempt and looked a really funny colour and his matching beard was as straggly.

I ran past him the first time. I was too mad with myself to approach him but by my second lap I was ready so I slowed my pace as the bench came into view. He was still in exactly the same position and for a moment I wondered if he was sleeping, if he was I didn’t want to wake him so I slowed right down and came to a stop in front of him.

His breathing was even and deep. I couldn’t help but stare at the dirty worn coat that moved with his chest, he seemed so relaxed and at peace that I decided to just leave him alone. I moved closer to him as I had the urge to tough him but I stopped myself at the last moment. As I made to move away I must have startled him because he opened his eyes and looked straight at me. They were the purest shade of green I have ever seen, crystal clear white surrounded a crisp green iris and a dark black pupil. It was the same strange stare from our previous meeting. I waited for him to acknowledge me but once again he just stared without speaking.

I took the initiative and spoke first ” Hi, I’m Bella and I need to apologise to you.

One thing’s for sure, I’m dyin’ to find out HHD’s backstory!

~oOo~

ROB ATTACK

{banner by Clo Rodeffer ~ Heartfortwilight}

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11568333/1/The-OD-Patient

Bella Swan has been slowly destroying herself since Edward left her, but its all about to change when she goes too far and overdoses, ending up as Carlisle’s patient in the ER…

Rated: Fiction M – English – Hurt/Comfort/Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 14 – Words: 52,499 – Reviews: 269 – Favs: 255 – Follows: 486 – Updated:Jun 22 – Published: Oct 19, 2015 – id: 11568333

He was nearing the end of his shift when it happened.

“Dr Cullen,” a young red haired nurse called, as she approached where he stood at the desk. He had just handed over his notes so that one of his current patients could be discharged. She was out of breath when she reached him.

“There’s another overdose patient,” she panted, “Sorry, but we need you.”

He knew why she was apologizing, his shift was supposed to end very soon. Most doctors would have been irritated and tired this late into their shift, but he wasn’t most doctors. He could work indefinitely, and if he didn’t have a wife at home, he probably would have. He nodded to the nurse, and followed her direction to where the patient was being worked on.

As they walked, the nurse explained the situation.

“A car just pulled up outside and dumped her here,” she told him, “she’s got no ID and we don’t know what she’s taken. Looks to be a mixture of drugs and alcohol though.”

He knew what would have to be done, he’d known almost as soon as the nurse had mentioned that the patient had overdosed. They reached the patient then and he almost froze at the scent of the woman in front of him. She had lost weight, had partially dyed hair and a piercing through her nose and more than one in her ears. In the two years since they had moved from Forks, leaving her behind, she had changed herself almost beyond recognition. He would never forget her scent though, despite what his son had decided to do, she would always be a part of their family. It hurt him to see what she had reduced herself too, but his hurt fueled his actions. He had to save her.

These first few paragraphs grabbed me hard and I wait anxiously for the drafts of each new chapter to land in my inbox ’cause guess who’s the beta!

~oOo~

ROB ATTACK

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11962912/1/The-Protector

In a dystopian world where civilization barely survives, Edward has spent his whole life training to protect his society, his family and the girl who has captured his heart.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Sci-Fi/Adventure – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 5 – Words: 10,322 – Reviews: 141 – Favs: 137 – Follows: 291 – Updated: Jun 19 – Published:May 24 – id: 11962912

The Commander calls my name and I step forward. With a steadying breath, I return his gaze and nod slightly. I watch as the knife cuts into my palm and the blood begins to flow from the wound. I raise my left arm to the people facing me as I begin to recite my Oath.

“I, Edward, son of Esme, daughter of Emily, daughter of Emma, daughter of Elaine, daughter of Eleni of the house and lineage of Elizabeth, do freely and without reservation pledge my Oath to the people of this valley, that I will serve and protect them, that I will forego all selfishness and place their needs before my own, that I will remain loyal and steadfast until my service ends. This I swear with my blood which I shed this day.”

I am calm when the Commander turns to the audience and announces that I have been assigned as a Ranger. A murmur makes its way through the crowd, and I see a few looks of shock and dismay. My parents come forward and begin to give me my Ranger’s gear. In addition to a new sword, my father straps a short knife around my thigh. He loops a long, lethal bullwhip around my left shoulder and a quiver of arrows and a bow on my right shoulder. Mother attaches the Ranger insignia, and Alice pins my Oath Taker medal to my tunic.

My gaze shifts up to my brother, who is staring back at me with a look of such sadness that my breath catches in my chest. As I watch, he begins to stand and, as though in slow motion, the rest of the Protectors stand the audience and all the cadets rise to honor the vow I have just made. They know, as well as I do, what this assignment means. I glance back at my Father, whose jaw is clenching to hide his emotion. My Mother’s eyes are glassy with unshed tears and my little sister Alice is… smiling?

I’ve just been given an assignment that is tantamount to a death sentence, and Alice is smiling.

If THAT doesn’t make you sit up and take notice, I don’t know what will!

~oOo~

ROB ATTACK

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11990800/1/Kush

“One hit will make you change your mind.”

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Humor – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 3 – Words: 10,672 – Reviews: 392 – Favs: 397 – Follows: 667 – Updated: 19h ago- Published: Jun 10 – id: 11990800

And now for something completely different…

I wave the gloves at him. “What are we doing with these?”

“We’re going to transplant a few of the hybrids to get them ready for their flowering cycle.”

“Cool.” I bob my head. “But again, in the interest of full disclosure, I’d like it noted that no plant has ever survived in my care.”

“Duly noted,” he calls from over his shoulder as he leads us over to a dirty counter top.

Normally whenever anyone talks at length about anything science related, after about thirty seconds they sound like the teacher on Charlie Brown to me. I admit most of the shit about stable root systems and proper soil saturation goes right over my head. But what I don’t miss is the way his eyes flicker to mine when our dirt covered fingers brush repeatedly in the soil or the easy smiles that come from the playful nudges and relentless teasing.

“Congratulations,” he says when we’re done. I quirk a brow at him earning me another smug grin. “You had a successful interaction with a plant without a fatality.”

“Only time will tell.” I walk back over to the E.C. Kush area. “When will my plant get the purple flowers on it?”

“Within the next thirty to forty days or so.”

“So pretty,” I murmur, softly touching the fine leaf hairs, feeling his eyes on me. “Too pretty to smoke it.”

“One hit will make you change your mind.”

Something about the way he says that makes my insides flip. “Probably would.”

As a child of the Sixties, I thought I knew a lot about weed, but this fic is an education and a half LMAO!

Well, these are my picks this week…what are yours?

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

Rob Attack

 

 

 

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

Wet Rob Avi

Evenin’ ladies!

Comes a time when dark, angsty fics overshadow everything else to such an extent, a little comic relief is more welcome than your next breath LOL!

So, last week when Kay asked me to give her a break with some fluffy stuff, I was more than willin’ to go fic divin’ in my TBR on her behalf *gigglesnort!*

As a result, I’ve got two completes and one WIP for your enjoyment this week!

Now, my version of fluff is the side-splittin’, sexy as hell, funny shizz you’ll find in the following fabulous fics!

OH, AND BEFORE WE GET STARTED, LET ME REMIND YOU: UNDER 18’S NEED TO FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO READ, OKAY???

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5169904/1/Failure-to-Thrive

Bella is sexually unfulfilled after four horrible encounters. She meets Edward Masen, and things begin to change. Edward is sexally insatiable and Bella has been told she’s frigid. B/E/AH/AU/OOC. Rated M for a reason! Lemons to follow. Humor/Sarcasm

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Hurt/Comfort – Edward, Bella – Chapters: 27 – Words: 195,999 – Reviews: 2,352 – Favs: 3,372 – Follows: 2,596 – Updated: Jun 11, 2012 – Published: Jun 27, 2009 – Status: Complete – id: 5169904

It wasn’t Dr. Carlisle like the door said. It was actually E. McCarty, MD., according to the embroidery on his white coat. He was big – really big. Tall—good grief, he had to be like 6’3″.

“Describe your last panic attack, please? Take your time, details are not required here… just the general idea.”

“Well, I was on a date with Tyler Crowley. We were in his car. The date was…well, I thought the date was almost over.” The last part came out in a rush. “TylerCrowleytouchedmybreastsandIstartedtohyperventilate. I didn’t black out, though. I just-got out of the car and ran inside.”

“Bella, have you been on a date since then?”

“Uh…no?”

“Have you touched anyone? Hugged someone? Held anyone’s hand or touched someone’s forearm? That was the instruction in Pfeiffer’s notes for your last visit with him.”

“Uh….er….I… bumped into someone at the Frosty Freeze. Does that count?”

“Every little bit helps,” he said softly, surprising me. “I want you to do two things before I see you in two weeks. First, I want you to make non-threatening casual contact with someone you trust. It can be any form of touch that you think you can handle. Second, I want you to say yes to two things that you normally would decline.

“Okay Dr. McCarty. Thanks. This was better than I thought it would be.”

“We don’t break out the whips and dildos until the second visit,” he said deadpan.

My eyes became as round as saucers, and then I began to laugh…and then snicker…and then guffaw….

He was laughing too.

“One last thing, Bella,” he said. “Hug, handshake or high five?”

Before I could stop myself I blurted out, “Hug.” I was immediately, albeit gently, engulfed in a soft, warm embrace and then released just as quickly.

“Well done, Bella. You can consider that completion of assignment number one.

Now go out there and get to work on assignment two.”

OMG! Emmett McCarty as a sex therapist? Actually, in this fic, he made a great one LMAO! Needless to say, Bella literally stumbles into Edward in the reception area of the doctor’s office and his problem is the complete opposite!

“Insatiable huh?” I couldn’t help grinning. “Is that the clinical expression for a sex addict?”

A horrified look appeared on his face. Frowning, shaking his head and looking down he stuttered, “Nnno. I’m not a sex addict. I don’t want to deal in numbers exactly… but let’s say that being with me sexually is frustrating for me and physically taxing for the average woman…I tend not to inflict myself on others. It’s more compassionate that way.”

“Wow,” I breathed. “What a pair we are. You can’t get enough, and I can’t get off at all,” I blurted out in a strangled voice. I sputtered and began laughing. Gasping and clutching the arms of the chair, I managed to get out, “I’m NOT laughing at you…. I swear! I’m laughing at the situational irony.”

You’re gonna read this, right? How else are you gonna find out if their “issues” cancel each other out!

~o~o~o~

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7693130/1/The-Biology-Project

Edward’s an addict resisting treatment, Bella’s a girl who just wants a boyfriend already. What happens when they get paired up for a Biology Project? Bio Lab could get interesting…

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Hurt/Comfort – Edward, Bella – Chapters: 70 – Words: 211,412 – Reviews: 12,648 – Favs: 3,955 – Follows: 3,302 – Updated: Jun 3, 2012 – Published: Dec 31, 2011 – Status: Complete – id: 7693130

“So. How many times today, Edward?”

I sighed in resignation, the embarrassment of telling my adoptive father how many times I got off in one day truly wearing.

“Only ten.”

“That’s an improvement,” he responded brightly, seemingly pleased with my progress.

“Well if the scenery were better,” I muttered and closed my mouth before I got the lecture.

Hehehehe! I’m sensin’ a recurrin’ theme here today…

The new girl beacon seemed to be shining brightly.

And as I started the awkward walk towards the school office, I knew this would be my only chance to start something new.

New start. New Person. New Life.

Old innocent Bella Swan was no more.

New Bella.

I could be whomever I wanted this time.

Perky. Bubbly.

Maybe not.

Confident. Sure of herself. Dare I say sexy?

I’d shoot for that.

And maybe, finally, I’d get me some.

I was going to make this the best year ever.

So, Edward’s tryin’ to be good and Bella’s doin’ her best to be bad. The tug of war begins when Edward and Bella are paired up to “parent” a fuckin’ bag of fluor LMAO!

Mr. Banner pulled up a box from the floor, and produced a bag of flour in his hands, showing it to everyone with a broad smile. He plopped on at each table, setting ours in between us.

I looked at the sack in confusion.

Were we baking? In Biology?

I was great at baking!

I could make Creepy Hot guy my special pie.

“Introducing your children!”

“Oh, fuck me,” Edward murmured hoarsely beside me.

All I could think of was yes please.

*Pinks tear!* God, I’m glad I graduated high school before that nonsense became all the rage!

Enjoy The Biology Project and tell me if any of you had such ridiculous assignments in high school!

~o~o~o~

Rob Attack

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10486974/1/Girl-Code

Friends are forever, boys are whatever – unless it’s Edward Cullen. Then the gloves come off.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Humor – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 14 – Words: 60,924 – Reviews: 2,463 – Favs: 1,250 – Follows: 2,075 – Updated: Oct 3 – Published: Jun 27 – id: 10486974

Anyone who’s ever read one of LayAtHomeMom’s fics knows you’re in for a real treat when she starts postin’ a new story and I couldn’t wait for this one to complete before bringin’ it to your attention!

Call me weird, warped…whatever, but the mean girls in Girl Code crack me the fuck up! The meaner they are, the funnier I find ’em LMAO!

There are lots of fucked up things about our little group of friends, especially Alice. I consider her my very best frenemy.

We get along because we have to and have known each other far too long not to. She’s all of five feet and two inches and 100 lbs of pure balls and bitch. Maybe I’m being too harsh, because she’s not all bad per se. She can be funny sometimes, clever for sure, and loyal to a fault when it suits her. However, once you piss her off, she can go from zero to psychopath in about thirty seconds flat.

Yeah, you’re not gonna like Alice in this one *gigglesnort!*

“James is just really private.” I hear Victoria say seconds before my bedroom door opens. “That’s why he doesn’t want anyone to know about us.”

Dear, sweet, naïve Victoria. She and James are Port Townsend’s worst kept secret. It’s a damn shame she’s too sprung on him to see what a scumbag he is. Cocky and condescending, the guy is a total prick. I don’t get the appeal. My best guess is that he has a ten inch dick. God bless her for seeing the good in everyone. I just hate how he strings her along.

It’s not until Bella’s best friend, Victoria, sets her sights on the new guy…the new guy who has his sights set on Bella, that the back stabbin’ and cat fights begin and they are hilarious! Well, to me, they are!

Before I can stop myself, the question rolls off my tongue like an accusation. “What about James?”

Still admiring her legs for days and ass for weeks in the mirror, she brushes me off. “What about him?”

“Well, I thought you liked him.”

“I do,” she says with a shrug, sounding utterly non-committal.

“And you like Edward too?”

Nodding, she answers in the very same tone. “Yeah.” She sees my reflection in the mirror and everything about it from my furrowed brow to my slack jaw screams ‘what in the ever-loving fuck’. “What?” she asks defensively. “I like them both.

If James doesn’t see the good thing he’s got, maybe Edward will.”

I take a drink from my iced coffee to cool the white-hot rage surging through my body. I’m trying to wrap my head around the fact that she wants James, but has Edward behind glass in case of emergency, like on stand-by.

I watch her play with her hair, bunching it up on top of her head and then pulling it down. “Which one do you think I should be with?”

Now here’s where a good friend would level with her. Be completely upfront and honest about my interest in him. Tell her all about the hand holding and my zero mutual friends on Facebook status, thus proving that he’s into me as well.

I know this is the right thing to do.

It’s also the rational thing to do, but the buck stops there, because if there’s one thing I know about girls in general, it’s that most of us aren’t rational. More than likely she won’t be cool about the situation and give her blessing. She’ll piss on him, claim him, and James will be nothing more than a memory, because she’ll be all about Edward.

Chicks before dicks. Besties before testes. Fries before guys. These are a small fraction of the rules by which girl world is governed. For the most part, I hold these truths to be self evident – except in the case of Edward Cullen.

So, did I deliver fluff or did I deliver fluff!?!

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

Night Raider

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