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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

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ROB ATTACK

Evenin’, ladies!

Ain’t gonna bore you with excuses for my long absence…suffice to say, I don’t do well with heat waves or WordPress glitches LOL!

However, the silver linin’ to bein’ in readin’ mode for so long is havin’ a ridiculous number of fics to rec!

These recs are all about the feels!

ROB ATTACK

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4487327/1/Major-Jasper-and-Blackbird

Bella talks in her sleep. Emmett gets an idea. Jasper/Bella bonding ensues.

Twilight – Rated: T – English – Friendship – Chapters: 1 – Words: 4,389 – Reviews: 405 – Favs: 1,254 – Follows: 191 – Published: Aug 20, 2008 – Jasper, Bella – Complete

Why I’d never heard of this author before, I don’t know but I literally gorged myself on all her one shots…this was my favorite and so good, I had to share!

Major Jasper and Blackbird: or, Why Edward Decided (for the 23rd time) That Emmett Needed to Die Already!

Emmett was on babysitting duty. Jasper was also left at home, but no one expected him to watch Bella and he would never have offered unless it was an absolute necessity. 

Emmett hears something with huge potential for mischief when she sleep talks after dozin’ off durin’ a movie and surprises her next day with a trampoline!

And so it began. It was a matter of trial and error – Jasper didn’t quite know how much pressure to assert when Bella’s small frame made contact with the trampoline, and Bella didn’t know what to make of the added height and momentum he gave her. She soared off the right side a fair few times, always being caught in either Emmett or Jasper’s arms before she could injure herself. She showed no sign of nervousness or discomfort, only joy and abandon – a steady stream of her laughter ringing through the clearing.

Her feelings were having an incredible effect on Jasper; he couldn’t remember a time when he’d felt so wonderful without being near Alice. He couldn’t help but spread it around, causing a very silly grin to form on Emmett’s dimpled face.

Of course, Edward comes home from a huntin’ trip at exactly the wrong time…well, you’ll just have to read the whole thing to see how that turns out LMAO!

~oOo~

ROB ATTACK

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12120156/1/Double-Stroller

The wind is hot, and I’m sticky and sweaty and need to go home and take a shower. I should be taking advantage of the fact that we’re done early for the day, but I’m not. Instead, I’m sitting in my truck, waiting for the mom with the double stroller to walk by. I do this every day of the week and even though I worry I’m becoming a little creepy, I can’t seem to stop myself.

Twilight – Rated: T – English – Romance/Hurt/Comfort – Chapters: 6 – Words: 13,570 – Reviews: 486 – Favs: 237 – Follows: 444 – Updated: Sep 28 – Published:Aug 26 – Bella, Edward

Some of you might recognize the first chapter from the Meet the Mate contest where it took 3rd place…Meli has since expanded this wonderful story, for which I am eternally grateful!

I first noticed this woman who I’ve dubbed – double stroller mom – on the Monday we started working to replace the sidewalks in the older neighbourhood on the east end of town. She was walking at a quick pace on the opposite side of the street, pushing a double stroller with one child jumping up and down in it, and another that looked like a baby. Behind her trailed a young girl, maybe five or six years old, who was trying to keep up.

Weeks later, I’m on my hands and knees in a dugout that was once a sidewalk and will be again soon, when I hear a soft sniffling sound. Looking up, I see two, small, bare feet with toenails that look as if they’re painted with sparkly pink dirt. As I slowly stand and raise my eyes, I notice knobbly knees just under the hem of a short pink nightgown with multi-color cupcakes printed all over it. I start chuckling at the cuteness of it all, but quickly stop when I see her face. It’s double stroller mom’s little mini-me. Her brown eyes look abnormally large on such a little face and for a moment, she just stares at me. Brushing the dirt off my hands, I look up at the house and then back at the girl. She looks as though she is going to be sick, but in a small, quiet voice she says “my mom,” and “blood” in such a way that it leaves me cold.

Thus begins Edward’s entrance into the world of Double Stroller Mom!  Oh, and she has a nickname for him, too…Rusty!

~oOo~

ROB ATTACK

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12135729/1/Jack-Crush

Shy, reserved Edward has a little too much Jack Daniels after finding his fiancée cheating on him. Waking up the next morning in a strange woman’s bed, he fights the pull he feels for her. Will he realize they’re fated for each other, or will he only focus on their differences?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Hurt/Comfort – Chapters: 5 – Words: 7,777 – Reviews: 273 – Favs: 256 – Follows: 565 – Updated: Sep 26 – Published: Sep 5 – id: 12135729

Prepare to meet one of the baddest ass Bellas ever!

“Someone in this bar has been banned,” my voice rang out in the silence. “Someone was told to stay away, or there would be consequences.” I stopped swinging, banging the business end of my stick on the wood floor.

Standing at his full six feet seven inches, I knew I wasn’t physically any match for him. However, I also knew every single person in that bar would have my back if me and my Slugger were to fail. He straightened his spine, but being the coward he is, he didn’t speak.

“You need to leave. You are officially banned from my businesses, in front of witnesses, in case you forget again.” Rocking my hips a little, I swung the bat in small circles over my shoulder.

“I didn’t forget,” he finally spoke. “I just didn’t think you were seriously going to turn away my money.”

The blood in my veins boiled harder at his words. “Are you implying something, Black?”

“Just that I’m a paying customer. Last I checked, you don’t give anything away for free.” He smirked, thinking he had me where it hurt. He knew I struggled to meet all of my responsibilities.

So I played it up. I let my eyes water a little, and my lip quivered as I dropped the bat to my side, relaxing my stance. He leaned closer to me. “But-but-but. . . ” Striking like a snake while his guard was down, I grabbed him by the gonads, twisting my wrist ruthlessly. “I don’t need your fucking money!”

The crowd that had mostly been silent up until then erupted. Some men groaned, most people cheered, and Emmett made his very tall presence known behind a crying Jake. I nodded, and he grabbed him by his neck, shoving his bent over body out the front door.

When I turned back to the bar, there were a handful of cheers, and I did a curtsy as the music came back up. Replacing the bat under the bar top, I caught the eye of my one night stand before he moved to sit back down.

Yup, Edward grew a pair and came back for round two, three, four…well, you get the drift LOL!

~oOo~

ROB ATTACK

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12128224/1/Final-Destination

Two lost, lonely people travelling to different destinations. One storm that brings them together. Could their meeting alter their final destination?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Hurt/Comfort – Chapters: 5 – Words: 12,415 – Reviews: 790 – Favs: 621 – Follows: 914 – Updated: Sep 28 – Published: Aug 31 – id: 12128224

Anyone who’s ever suffered a long layover at a socked in airport can relate to Bella’s predicament, although I’m sure none of us was ever granted such a magnificent partner in mind numbin’ boredom LOL!

Across from my spot, a man was stretched out, already sleeping. On the floor beside him sat a bulging backpack resting against the seat and a battered guitar case. He was dressed in a white T-shirt and jeans, his feet clad in dusty work boots. The way he was curled up, his T-shirt had ridden up over his pants, exposing a wide expanse of his naked back. His jeans were pulled down, the waistband of his underwear peeking over the edge. Tilting my head, I read Fruit of the Loom written across the banding. Feeling like a stalker, my eyes drifted lower, settling on his ass. His well-shaped, very firm-looking ass. The angle he was bent in showed it off to perfection. Squinting my eyes, I could even see two dimples that rested just over the swell of his ass cheeks and the sudden desire to reach across and touch them made me actually sit on my hands so I didn’t do exactly that.

He was lying down—stretched out across a few seats. Maybe I should try doing that. I stood up and pulled on the wide, metal arm rail, but it didn’t budge. I pushed and pulled, but I couldn’t get it to move. I moved to the next set of seats and tried again. Obviously, some of them had to pull up so you could lie down. Ass-man had figured it out. Surely I could, too.

I circled around and warily leaned over the back of the seats he was sleeping on to see how the arm lifted. I was shocked when I realized the arm wasn’t missing. Mr. Ass-man was curled right around the metal—so tightly it was digging into his stomach. I frowned at the dark circles under his eyes, but understood better how he was able to sleep in such an awkward position. He was exhausted.

My gaze strayed over to my backpack. I wondered if I should cover him with my blanket and if there was any way of sliding the airplane pillow under his head, to make him a little more comfortable. I wanted to do something, help in some small way. Why, I had no idea, but the urge was overwhelming.

His eyes were now open—staring right at me. Wide, startled eyes, so green it was like losing oneself in a deep forest. I felt my cheeks burst into flames at being caught leaning over him and staring.

I waited for the anger. The yelling that would start any second.

Instead, his full mouth curved into a slow, deep smile.

“Hello.”

The next few hours entail monumental bondin’ that makes it imperative to choose a combined final destination!

~oOo~

ROB ATTACK

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12133072/1/The-Curb

Bella’s night doesn’t go as planned when she forgets an address and stumbles upon an injured stranger instead. AH

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Hurt/Comfort – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 7 – Words: 9,111 – Reviews: 463 – Favs: 291 – Follows: 536 – Updated:Sep 24 – Published: Sep 3 – id: 12133072

Why is it that a beat up to hell and back Edward tugs at our heartstrings? Oh, and Bella’s as well…

My phone died right around the time I hit the corner of Chestnut and High. I wish I were high when another gust of cold wind flies up my skirt. Shivering, I cross the street, stopping right in the middle of the road when a moan comes from behind one of the parked cars.

“Hello? Is someone there?” Another moan. “Look, if you’re planning on attacking me, I’d advise against it.” Looking side to side, I noisily dig around in my purse. “I’ve got a new can of pepper spray and I’m not afraid to use it.” Key point being that it’s new.

Another moan comes out of the darkness before cheers erupt from inside the surrounding warm houses. I creep closer to look around the back of the car where I find a man sitting on the curb, his head in his hands.

“Hey, are you okay?”

With my finger firmly in place on the pepper spray, I move closer until I’m standing right beside the guy.

“Excuse me. Hey . . . ” I reach down and touch his shoulder, and he jerks away, looking up at me in fear.

“Oh, wow.” I automatically cringe, unable to help it when I see the condition of the guy’s face. He’s obviously been in a fight by the looks of that busted lip. His eyes are swollen shut. But what really worries me is the bloody gash on his forehead.

She insists on callin’ an ambulance to take him to the hospital and winds up goin’ with him. Then, she can’t get rid of him LOL!

“I’m sorry, Mr. Masen, but I can’t in good conscience let you go without someone to stay with. I just can’t.” The doctor repeats my words from earlier in the evening and Edward looks at me out of the side of his eye.

“Oh, no. Huh uh.” I simultaneously shake my head and wave the idea away with a sassy finger.

“What? You heard the doc. Only twenty-four hours and I’ll be out of your pretty brown hair.” He reaches up to flick a curled end and my mouth drops.

He cannot be serious.

Still haven’t found out who beat him up but I have my theories…make your own!

~oOo~

So, this was the teaser Bornonhalloween threw at us for her latest endeavor!

ROB ATTACK

She’s sooo evil but, boy, did she finally deliver LMAO!

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12157301/1/Still-Waters

A stressed-out grad student hiding from the world finds a mountain man of few words and quiet strength. Still waters do run deep. E/B, Rated M

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 3 – Words: 9,648 – Reviews: 370 – Favs: 290 – Follows: 538 – Updated: Sep 28 – Published: Sep 20 – id: 12157301

The fresh mountain air filled my lungs, and I could almost feel the cobwebs blowing away. Ahhh. Grown-up camp might even be tolerable if the other inmates could just learn to suffer in silence like me.

I didn’t want to completely lose the group, but as a kid, I had played enough hide-and-seek with my brothers to know a count to fifty was in order. I’d just reached “thirty-eight Mississippi” when I heard someone calling my name. Crap.

“Isabella? Isabella Swan?”

Not Mike.

“Yeah, I’m over here.”

“Oh, thank God.” Heavy boots jogged toward me, and I got my first close-up view of our shy hike leader as he dropped to one knee next to my pack. “Are you okay?”

Damn, he was gorgeous. Like, drop dead, but first tear off all your clothes gorgeous. Or maybe tear off his clothes gorgeous. Fit and tan and mountain-man scruffy, wild hair poking out all around the edges of his camo-patterned Red Sox cap. Outfitted in neutral tans and greens that melted into the earth, he looked like someone far more comfortable blending in than sticking out—someone like me.

A semicircle of sweat darkened his tan T-shirt, and the rise and fall of slightly labored breathing distracted me to the point where I couldn’t look away from that sexy chest. I couldn’t tell if he was out of breath from his jog or the anxiety of misplacing one of his hikers in his first half hour in charge. Either way, it was my fault.

His eyes were hidden behind brown-tinted shades, but I could feel him checking me out for visible signs of injury or worse—something he couldn’t see that might be even more dangerous out here in the wild.

Dayum, where the hell are my hikin’ boots?

~oOo~

And because I can never resist a good vamp fics…

ROB ATTACK

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12141284/1/In-Your-Shoes

With Edward gone, Bella believes his every lie and assumes he has it easy. It isn’t long before she finds herself in his shoes. (No, not literally.) NM AU

Rated: Fiction M – English – Drama/Humor – Bella – Chapters: 12 – Words: 17,045 – Reviews: 352 – Favs: 61 – Follows: 152 – Updated: 9h ago – Published:Sep 9 – id: 12141284

The story is told mainly from Bella’s point of view, but for some reason Edward seems to think it’s okay if he interjects in the middle of each chapter, therefore each has alternating points of view—Bella/Edward/Bella.

At first it seems like such a rush, plummeting feet first into the freezing cold water. It makes me feel alive for the first time in months, but then my body turns numb and I feel nothing.

My heart is frozen, just like yours, but it’s not the same.

I don’t want to be here anymore.

. . . . .

Leaving you has solved nothing. Leaving you has only proven what I already knew: I am the very worst kind of monster, and I have all but killed us both.

You were far too young to die; you had barely begun to live. And I? I have lived long enough.

I don’t want to be here anymore.

Trust me…neither of them actually dies! Someone, and we don’t know who yet…she was abandoned by her maker, turned Bella and it’s drivin’ me crazy waitin’ for her to remember who she is and for Edward to learn she’s still alive!

Of course, whether he’ll be able to find her or not when he does is the question LOL!

Okay! Did that make up any for the wait?

Happy Friday, ya’ll!

Rita

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