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Random Rita ~ Thursday WIP Attack!

ROB ATTACK

Evenin’ ladies!

I can’t begin to tell you how difficult it was to limit myself to only four WIPs when so many more have my attention!

Of course, that means more recs sooner rather than later LOL!

Now, as to my first rec of the day, lemme just say…

I LOVE DRAGONS…CAN’T GET ENOUGH…GIMME GIMME GIMME!!!

ROB ATTACK

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13211838/1/d%C3%B3ttir

The Norns work in mysterious ways. What starts with a strike of lightning and an orphaned dragon egg will end up reshaping the future of the Vikings – and the Chieftain’s daughter – forever.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Adventure – Chapters: 6 – Words: 13,483 – Reviews: 218 – Favs: 119 – Follows: 170 – Updated: Mar 7 – Published: Feb 19 – id: 13211838

The dragon is dying.

They had both been struck by Thor, but only Iza had survived.

There must be a reason.

The caution that had kept her immobile at the top of the ravine disappears, and Iza skids down the mud-slicked slope, landing hard on her hands and knees. She grunts, then freezes when she feels the heavy weight of the dragon’s stare. Iza raises her eyes and stares right back at the shadowed dragon. The fear she expected to feel – the fear she feels each time the bell is rung and the dragons come to steal the village livestock – is nowhere to be found.

All Iza truly feels is a disquieting sense of pity at the pain plain to see in the dragon’s glowing eyes.

The sky rumbles again.

And Iza says, “No creature, not even a dragon, deserves to die alone.”

The dragon closes its eyes and Iza holds herself still, a silent vigil witnessing the slow, belabored death of a dragon – the declared enemy of all that dwell in Forks and the villages beyond. It is quick and, she hopes, painless for the dragon. Iza, unlike others, has never seen glory in senseless death. She feels some sadness for the dragon and wonders if dragons have their own Valhalla, if the dragons who die in battle find treasures in the next world just like Vikings do. Do dragons have Valkyrie?

Such thoughts are strange, she knows. Yet still she has them.

Is that why Thor saw fit to strike her with his lightning? If so, then what had the dragon done to deserve the same – and worse – fate?

Iza frowns and shakes her head, fumbling for the flint tucked into a sachet of supplies in her quiver. She plans to burn the dragon, to send it off to the afterlife and Hel’s realm with as much dignity as it deserves. A dragon is still a being of the Great Tree. To die without fire to protect its soul is – unthinkable.

But as the sparks of her flint cast fleeting bursts of light into the darkness, her eyes catch on something beneath the dragon’s leathery wing. Iza crawls forward and pushes the wing back, squinting into the blackness. Thor must still be watching over her, because lightning flashes just bright enough that Iza can make out the shape beneath the wing as thunder crashes again.

Impossible.

But undeniable.

Scarcely believing it, Iza carefully reaches forward, palms slipping against the smooth, stone-like texture of the – miraculous – dragon egg. Her mind blanks free of thought as she holds the egg, its weight dragging on her arms, the falling rain slicking her grip enough that the only thing she can do is hug the egg to her chest to stop from dropping it.

Because surely dropping a dragon egg would be very bad.

“Oh, Thor,” Iza murmurs in dazed prayer. “What do I do? What would you have me do? I can only imagine that you must have a purpose for striking me and leading me to this dragon – but what I am to do with a dragon egg? I cannot bring it back to Forks…”

Yet, what other option does she have? Her conscious would not rest well to know that she had left a vulnerable egg in a forest, unknowing if it would survive alone and without the guidance of its mother. And she cannot help but feel that the dragon had died in peace precisely because it knew that Iza would find – and protect – its egg. Otherwise, wouldn’t the dragon have fought against Iza’s interloping until its dying breath? Instead, the dragon had passed in peace – and entrusted its egg to a wayward shieldmaiden.

Iza steels herself as she sets the dragon alight, staring into the flames as she cradles the egg to her chest. The rain works to dampen the abrupt pyre, sending smoldering smoke into the night sky. Iza hurries away knowing she cannot be caught at a dragon’s funeral, huffing as she climbs one-handed back up the ravine, tripping over her own feet as she hastens back to the village. As she nears the village, she drags the heavily soaked, fur-lined cloak around to her front, both to hide the egg and her destroyed tunic. Her only goal is to reach the highest hill without being seen, for she is in no right mind to answer any queries on her whereabouts during the battle against the dragons. Ever.

Edward, heir to the Viking throne, hasn’t made much of an appearance just yet but I’m anxiously waitin’ to see what he’ll do when he figures out what Iza has been up to!

~oOo~

ROB ATTACK

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13047241/1/La-Sua-Bella-Mente-Her-Beautiful-Mind

After a devastating personal and professional betrayal, Bella returns to the only place she feels safe and happy—the mountains of Georgia. A spur-of-the-moment decision to hike the Appalachian Trail offers her the opportunity to regain her confidence, self-worth, and perhaps a deeper appreciation for the uniqueness of her beautiful mind. AH Bella, Edward HEA (eventually)

Rated: Fiction M – English – Adventure/Romance – Bella – Chapters: 12 – Words: 23,378 – Reviews: 534 – Favs: 173 – Follows: 315 – Updated: 3h ago – Published: Aug 26, 2018 – id: 13047241

The dirt path in front of me and the tree trunks that line it are the only shades of brown I can see . . . everything else is green. Emerald, chartreuse, jade, citron, lime, the words tumble around in my head as I gaze at this beautiful place. Ahead, the trail weaves a serpentine path through tall oaks and small shrubs before disappearing from view in the thick woods at the other end of the narrow vale. Thick grass edges the dirt walkway, and the verdant green of new leaves covers every twig, branch, and treetop. Directly in front of us, a majestic, ancient oak tree spreads its gnarled limbs into a woven roof overhead. Halfway up its wide trunk is a white blaze, a two by four inch painted stripe that proudly proclaims to everyone who is privileged to pass by that this is the Appalachian Trail, the famous granddaddy of all the long distance hiking trails.

Early morning fog still lingers in this secluded hollow. The mist captures the sun’s rays, transforming them into an other-worldly luminescence that spreads its glow over every leaf, twig, branch, and blade until the very air seems to pulse with the promise of new life.

It’s quiet. A hushed silence, broken only by an occasional rustle of leaves or chirp of a hidden bird, steals the breath from my lungs as I stare at this gift before me. I can feel No Filter behind me, but he makes no sound as we stand frozen in awe.

A slight movement just behind the old oak catches my eye, and I wonder what could be hiding there. For a moment, I consider fairies, wood nymphs, or unicorns—-anything seems possible in this magical place. My inner scientist rolls its eyes at this ridiculous thought, but for the briefest second, something in me yearns for the mystical to appear. It’s a doe, however, that emerges from behind the trunk. Stepping timidly on her graceful legs, she watches us warily with her curious eyes. She pauses in the middle of the trail and flicks her ears before looking over her shoulder toward the oak behind her where a soft rustling of dry leaves indicates something else is hidden there.

I realize I am holding my breath, anxiously waiting to see what could be following her. It’s six to eight weeks too early for does to start dropping their young, but nature never operates on a strict timetable, and it is indeed a small, spotted fawn that toddles on shaking legs toward its mother. It can’t be more than a few hours old, its legs still tremble, and it can barely keep its balance as it slowly stumbles to its mother’s side. It nudges at her belly, looking for a meal, but she steps away before giving its face a careful grooming with her tongue. Then, pushing it with her head, they amble off into the underbrush. Just before disappearing from view, the two turn to gaze at us one more time. For that brief moment, we are four living things accepting each other without fear or threat, all part of the beauty of nature and the cycle of life. Two more steps and they’re gone, quietly blending into the foliage as though they were never there.

Only after they’ve completely disappeared do I turn to look at No Filter. His face radiates pure joy as he grins down at me before mumbling something. “What?” I ask.

“My favorite John Muir quote,” he explains, nodding toward the wonderland in front of us. “And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul.”

His words repeat on a loop in my head as we resume our walk toward Unicoi Gap.

Once again, hikingurl stuns me with the pictures she paints usin’ simple words! If nothin’ else, this story should inspire those of you who are able to spend some time in the great outdoors, even if it’s only for a few hours! Maybe, just maybe, you’ll have the experience of a lifetime!

~oOo~

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13052289/1/Stasis

Separated by time and space, lost loves find their way back to each other. They thought their journey was over, but it had only begun.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Sci-Fi/Angst – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 11 – Words: 26,229 – Reviews: 342 – Favs: 141 – Follows: 284 – Updated: 4h ago – Published: Sep 1, 2018 – id: 13052289

Many chose to leave and try their luck on the planet Phoenix, where they had established a new colony. People left in droves, even if it meant they would spend four years in stasis to get there. My father was among the first in the embassy to volunteer to lead the interim council on Phoenix. He left my mother and me to sort our affairs and join him in a year’s time. When I stepped onto the transport ship on my twenty-fifth birthday, I was leaving behind sad memories of my lost love and looking ahead to the possibilities of a new life.

Waking and being told that you’d been asleep for seven years was not part of my plan. And neither was finding myself seated across the table from the man I thought I’d never again lay eyes on. Even if it only feels like three years since our last meeting, I can see the mark the past ten have made on him.

“Bella,” Edward whispers, his fingers twitching. “I can’t tell you how happy I am to see you.”

“I’m not exactly sure if I can say the same yet, Edward. I have no idea what’s going on here.” I’m fidgety under his intense gaze. While I spent the last seven years in suspended animation, he has not. Though I may be chronologically thirty-two, I’m physically still twenty-five, and I can see the years, while not unkind, have aged Edward. He looks every bit his thirty-five years; the round, softness of youth replaced with the sharp edges of maturity.

His smile takes my breath away. “I’m sure you have questions, Bella. I wouldn’t expect any less.”

While I have so many, I first ask what I feel is the most urgent question. “Why was I kept in stasis so long?”

He nods as if he was expecting this. “Because the transport ship you were on wasn’t really going to Phoenix.”

“Not going to . . . Then where the hell was it going?” My head is pounding, the effects of my extended rest still lingering.

“You need to stay calm, Bella. You just woke up and—”

“Would everyone stop telling me to calm down?” I yell, trying to get to my feet. I regret it the moment I do, my vision blurring, and the room swirling around me. I’m caught in Edward’s arms, his familiar yet different scent overwhelming me.

“Okay, I knew this would be difficult. You always were so damn stubborn,” he says with a huff. I’m soon being carried, though my eyes are closed, and I then feel myself being lowered onto a soft bed, a blanket being pulled over my shoulders. His warm, comforting hands are smoothing over my hair, his fingertips tracing over my cheeks.

“Still so beautiful,” he murmurs. “Bella, I have so much to tell you, but I need to know you aren’t going to work yourself into a frenzy.”

“I’ll try,” I whisper. Opening my eyes, I stare into his; concern shining through jade irises.

“I’ve missed you.”

“I can’t tell you how much I’ve missed you, Bella.” His fingers trace a path through my hair, pushing some behind my ear. “I didn’t want to leave you when I did, but I didn’t have any other choice at the time. My father sent for Em and me, and it was the only shot we had to get off Cordia. Bella, there’s so much going on that we had no idea about.” His eyes are pleading for my understanding.

“Will you please tell me what’s going on? Why I was in stasis so long?”

His eyes search mine, likely looking for any hint of my inability to hear what he has to say before telling me what I want . . . need to know. His eyes tell me before his lips do; that I’m about to be disappointed in his answer.

To me, this fic has a Star Wars flavor to it and that ain’t a bad thing, especially imaginin’ Edward as a Han Solo kinda guy LOL! (Without givin’ away any spoilers, there’s a rough road ahead for our hero and I ain’t just whistlin’ Dixie!)

~oOo~

ROB ATTACK

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13018801/1/What-Do-You-Want-From-Me

At eighteen Edward was sent to prison for a crime he didn’t commit. It’s now six years later, and he has been released four years early. His bail conditions have been set. Home, job, therapy … Will the small town he is moving to accept him, even after they learn why he was in prison? AH

Rated: Fiction M – English – Drama/Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 19 – Words: 109,129 – Reviews: 1,369 – Favs: 658 – Follows: 1,048 – Updated: Mar 19 – Published: Jul 30, 2018 – id: 13018801

I am back outside the Chief’s house a little over an hour later. I tap my steering wheel, having an inner fight with myself about what I am doing. The door of the house opens and running girl-Bella walks out with a large backpack on. She doesn’t even look at my car as she starts to walk down the road. I sigh jumping out.

“Ru—” I quickly cut myself off, but she turns around looking at me. “Bella, sorry I am late.”

She tilts her head. “You were early, you arrived twenty minutes ago.”

I look at her open mouth that she knew that I was out here but didn’t come out.

“I wanted to give you the choice to opt out,” she says with a wave of her hand. “But moving on, were you going to call me running girl?”

I chuckle pulling my hair. “I am bad with names and I tend to link some people with names I can remember. You’re Running Girl, Chief, is clearly your dad. Then there is the Giant.”

“Emmett, the school gym teacher,” she says with a smile and I nod.

“The Elf?” I question.

“Alice? The Drama teacher, and cheerleading coach.”

I again nod at her

“Barbie?”

She hums and I can see her trying to work it out. “That could be either Jessica, or the math Teacher, Rose.”

“Math teacher,” I say still smiling.

“Then Nurse, and Copy girl.”

“Copy girl is Jessica, and Nurse must be Tia,” she says.

“Mrs. Cope is just Mary. The rest of the teachers are just the class they teach . . . the only other person is The Silent Assassin.”

“Jasper?” she asks. I mean the psychiatrist,” she says with a giggle making me nod at her. “He is scary to start with . . . but I feel safer with him than Alice . . . The Elf.”

I just hum with a frown not understanding why she compared those two together.

Bella looks at me clearly picking up on my confusion.

“You do know that they are married, don’t you?”

“They’re what?” I stutter worriedly since I work with his wife.

I feel Bella touch the hand that is pulling my hair.

“He wouldn’t tell her anything about you or why you see him.”

I just look at her.

“He, Carlisle, and my dad all take their jobs very seriously and would never say anything.”

She stops and swallows.

“They know more about me, than anyone in this town knows, and they’ve never said a word to anyone.”

I tilt my head at her. There is a part of me that wants to snap that she’s a teenage girl and I doubt her secrets are anything great, but there’s something in her voice that makes me keep my mouth shut. I fear that her secrets may be bigger than I want to know.

As you can see, prison has stunted Edward’s ability to make friends but, with Bella’s help, he’ll get there! Over fifty stories and still goin’ strong, you’ll love the latest offerin’ from Nikky (WeeKitty) and Kasi (TeamAllTwilight…TAT)!

What fics have you glued to your screens?

Happy Thursday, y’all!

Rita

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

ROB ATTACK

Evenin’, ladies!

With three delicious WIPs and one sizzlin’, complete Mobward to dish up, I’m gonna start our fic feast off with an Edward you’ll absolutely love…TO HATE!!!

ROB ATTACKhttps://www.fanfiction.net/s/12440422/1/Where-The-Heart-Is

“I am used to bad days as they make up most of the 365 days that we are allotted per year. This is my life, a series rainy days. And for me, when it rains it pours.” But what happens when that bad luck suddenly changes at the hands of a man who rarely feels any emotion other than anger? And will it be soon enough to save the most precious person in Bella’s life?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Hurt/Comfort/Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 6 – Words: 11,960 – Reviews: 322 – Favs: 202 – Follows: 360 – Updated: 16h ago – Published: Apr 9 – id: 12440422

There wasn’t much to this tiny hovel of a town so the caliber of restaurants was seriously lacking. I had been frequenting The Lodge since my return to Forks, as it was the fanciest establishment here. So, that is where we went. It was either that, the diner or some fast food joint.

Then, I got stuck with some mousey brunette who couldn’t speak in complete sentences, stammered a lot and looked absolutely defeated by her position in life. No one asked her to be a waitress. I did enjoy the fire that flashed in her eyes when I yelled at her, though.

What I didn’t enjoy, however, was when I realized I had forgotten to leave her a tip and went back to rectify that, only to walk in and hear her belittle me. Me! My tie was worth more than her entire outfit!

No one made a mockery out of me. I expected respect. Demanded respect.

I looked once more at my desk and decided, fuck it. I wasn’t going to get anything done tonight anyway.

But I think perhaps I should teach that waitress a lesson. She has no idea what it was to play with the big boys.

But she was about to learn. . .

Havin’ cost her the job she so desperately needed, Edward is the one who learns a lesson when faced by the brutal consequences of his pettiness durin’ a run-in with Bella at a local grocery story!

The child looked up at her mother with a big grin on her face and my heart stopped. This child was sick, very sick. Her lips had a bluish tint, her skin was ashen and she kept coughing. She had a cannula in her nostrils. But none of that mattered because her smile, it was so sweet and innocent and loving.

“Tanks, Mommy.” She said, wrapping her arms around her mother’s thin frame.

“We need to get you home, Baby Girl.” I froze.

I knew that voice.

What was her name? Belinda? Beth?

“Bella.” I said out loud.

Her warm chocolate eyes turned cold as she turned to look at me.

“What do you want?” She asked rudely.

“Is this your child?” I asked.

She moved protectively towards her, cradling the child to her leg.

“She’s sick.” I said.

“Wow, isn’t the big fancy doctor brilliant? Now, if you’ll excuse us. . . ” She went to go around me but I stepped in her way.

“What’s her diagnosis?” I asked.

“None of your business.” She said, trying to sidestep me.

“Are you treating her illness?” I asked.

That stopped her cold.

“Are you serious?” She asked. “No, I am just sitting around waiting for her to die, in the apartment I won’t have much longer as I have no way to pay the rent, because no one is hiring a medical school drop out who is also a single mother with a terminally sick kid, because the job I had that was kind of flexible with the hours, was taken from me by some emotionally stunted, competitive, heartless bastard. Now, I have to go. My daughter needs a breathing treatment and I can’t afford another trip to the ER tonight.” She said, her voice constantly breaking.

I looked at her this time. Really looked at her.

She was exhausted. There were bags under her eyes; dark, pronounced luggage sized bags. She had lost some weight in the last month. Weight she didn’t have to lose. Her hair was stringy and lifeless. Her shoes worn. Her clothes tattered.

Yet, her child was pristine. Clean bouncing curls and good clothing.

She was a good mother. And thanks to me, an unemployed one.

Realizin’ Bella’s not gonna accept any help from him after what he did to her, will he find a way to redeem himself?

It’s Edward fuckin’ Cullen…of course he does!!!

~oOo~ROB ATTACKhttps://www.fanfiction.net/s/12449456/1/The-Blessing

After his brother dies in a car accident, Edward returns to his hometown to raise the little boy that was left behind. But raising a baby alone isn’t easy, especially for a man who has spent the last few years partying and avoiding responsibilities. Can his beautiful bookworm neighbor be his saving grace? Daddyward. Lemons.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Family/Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 3 – Words: 3,097 – Reviews: 142 – Favs: 266 – Follows: 564 – Updated: 20h ago – Published: Apr 16 – id: 12449456 

I’m a stranger to him; I never came home after he was born, too busy with my former life. But as I hold him, I regret not meeting him sooner. He is much smaller than I imagined. I’ve never been around a baby before; I never knew how small they felt. He can’t weigh much; he is so little I am afraid to hold him for fear that I will cause some damage. When he is in my arms around mom, she watches me like a hawk, as if I will break her six-month old grandson.

I give him his bottle, fascinated with watching him suck on the rubber nipple. He watches me as I feed him, his large eyes filled with curiosity. I smile at him, with my first smile since I came home. My heart picks up as he grins back, before continuing to drink his formula.

As cheesy as it sounds, I feel odd even thinking this, but I feel as if we just shared our first moment together.

“I’m going to take care of you from now on Charlie,” I tell him in a quiet voice.

He stares up at me as if he knew exactly what I just said, and smiles again.

“I promise to do a good job buddy,” I say with a tired sigh, “But first, we just have to find a place to live. Would you like that?”

Charlie giggles at me, and I smile in return. “Can I take that as a yes buddy?” Charlie giggles again.

When he finishes his formula, I bring him to rest on my shoulder and pat his back as I have seen women do on television. I wait, expecting some sort of response from the baby, and finally he burps.

“Was that good buddy?”

Charlie giggles and reaches out for me, and I hold him close. It’s hard to look at him sometimes; he looks so much like my older brother. It’s disconcerting, holding his son, knowing that my brother is gone. I’ve never been religious, but now that Seth has died, I hope there is some sort of afterlife. I would like to know he is watching over his son.

Awwwww!

It’s early days so we haven’t seen anything of Bella yet but Edward is certainly gonna need help with baby Charlie other than his disapprovin’ mother!

~oOo~ROB ATTACKhttps://www.fanfiction.net/s/12465949/1/

Bella is deaf and due to her disability, she is unable to do the one thing she’s always wanted to do, follow in her father’s footsteps and be a firefighter. Overcoming the hatefulness of several people, she works in the firehouse, but can she be the saving grace in a scary emergency situation?

Rated: Fiction M – English – Drama/Romance – Bella, Edward – Words: 6,242 – Reviews: 76 – Favs: 188 – Follows: 343 – Published: 18h ago – id: 12465949

From the summary, you’d never expect Bella’s introduction to Edward takes place in Las Vegas at her best friend’s bachelorette party!

“If the bride-to-be could pick a friend and join us on stage, we’ll give her a night to remember,” the big guy says as I read his lips.

My eyes move looking for Alice. It only takes me a few seconds to find her under the next table. Fucking hell, the work of being her bridesmaid is never over. I hope she knows how much she owes me for this.

My eyes go back to the stage and smile. “You want us then,” I say pulling on Rose’s arm.

The guy takes hold of my hand and helps me step from the table onto the stage. I make sure Rose gets on the stage as well, and smile and nod my head to the guy who is behind me.

“I’m Rose, and this is Bella, the bride-to-be!” Rose says smiling at the hunky man.

I gulp realizing the guy behind me must have been speaking to me.

I turn to him and he’s looking down at me.

“Come on, Bella, we need you and Rose to sit on these chairs,” Rose signs and I walk with the guys. I sit on one chair and Rose is sitting behind me on the other.

The guy in front of me places the microphone down he must have been talking into and moves to me. He starts to make sure I am sitting in the chair the correct way. As he looks up, his sharp green eyes lock on to me. “Are you deaf?” he signs. I nod my head and he smiles a little. “Normally, during the dance, we have to ask if the lady is okay. I can’t do that with you, so if at any time you feel unsafe, don’t want to be in a position that I put you in, or if I’m making you uncomfortable, tap my body—anywhere on my body—three times.”

I nod at him in agreement, and he smirks before winking at me. “I am sure, however, that you will enjoy this,” he signs before standing up and turning away from me only to look back at me.

“I’m Edward,” he signs and gives me a lopsided grin that makes my heart act weird.

What follows is a totally swoonworthy description of Magic Mikeward makin’ his moves on and around Bella to the point where they’re both obviously lost in the moment LOL!

He looks at me, and caresses himself, and then moves closer to run his hands over and down my body. He positions himself between my legs, by moving them apart with his knee. As his hands run back up my body, he moves his hips between my legs, leaving no space between our bodies.

“You doing okay?” he mouths moving his head next to mine.

“Yes.”

His nose runs around my cheekbone, and then making sure I can see his lips, he mouths, “Implant, left, right, or both?”

“Right,” I mouth glancing to my right side.

He nods and lifts me up, and flips me over. I am face down and he grabs my hips lifting me to my hands and knees. His hand goes to the left side of my head, and his fingers lace through my long hair.

He pulls my hair, moving my head back, and arching my back as his hips thrust against me again, pulling my hair just enough to make me see stars. My eyes move to the corner, and his green eyes hit me, the lust in them seems to have heated up during the dance.

The next few minutes go by with him flipping my body around, and placing me in several different positions as he simulates sex. He picks me back up and I lock my legs around his waist as he thrusts.

The song comes to an end, and he winks at me and places me back on my feet. He keeps a hold of me, making sure I am steady. I feel Rose clasp my hand and I look at her to see she’s grinning widely.

“Did you enjoy that much as I did?” She signs and I nod at her.

Rose looks at me and then to Alice and puts her thumbs up.

Hell’n that was only the first chapter LMAO!

~oOo~ROB ATTACKhttps://www.fanfiction.net/s/6307143/1/Vindicated

Bella is kidnapped and given to Edward who is a son of the Volturi Crime family, which makes their money through human trafficking. Mafia, mob, some violence, Rated M.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Crime/Romance – Edward, Bella – Chapters: 23 – Words: 138,013 – Reviews: 1,109 – Favs: 2,187 – Follows: 1,052 – Updated: Apr 25, 2012 – Published: Sep 8, 2010 – Status: Complete – id: 6307143

Not suitable for children or teens below the age of 16 with possible strong but non-explicit adult themes, references to violence, and strong coarse language. -Rated M!

Kidnapped right out of her own home, Bella wakes up in a strange room and she’s not alone!

He looked tall, his feet dangling off the other arm rest. I didn’t move his blanket, but if I leaned over I could see his face. A patch of bronze hair was visible. What was his name again? Hold on, Edward.

His name was Edward. I remembered him now. He had fought that guy. . . James. After, Demitri and Felix dropped me off. I remember their names!

Boom. Boom. The room erupted in music, the bass making the CD’s around it shake. The stereo was going off.

Oh shit. What was I going to do?

Edward leaped off the couch, I flew backward landing on my butt with a wince. I looked up, scared this would be the moment everything I feared would happen. He had a gun, he was in a wide stance, and his eyes were wide. I was going to die.

It hadn’t been a nightmare, I was really this guy’s property, and I was really going to be a sex slave for as long as he didn’t kill me.

Sobs came out of my mouth before I could stop them, I quieted them, but I knew he heard.

“Oh, shit. I’m so sorry.” Edward said again, and I heard him click the safety off on his gun. “Okay. . . I know you’re scared.” Edward said, shaking his head, “Please don’t cry, I’m not going to hurt you.”

He lied. He took a step back hitting his heal on the couch. I turned, stumbling my way up, pushing with my feet and semi-successfully ignoring the pain. I stepped up onto his bed and off the other side.

“It’s okay.” Edward lied again; I turned to look at him he had his hands up like I had a gun on him this time. “I’m not like the others.”

Tears sprung to my eyes. I dropped down opening the bedside door and going in backwards, avoided the center support bar. I closed the door behind me, curling my legs into myself and putting my head down on my knees. It’s the only way I fit, but at least I didn’t have to see him, and he couldn’t see me.

Eventually, Edward manages to coax her out and explains why this is happenin’ to her…and to him!

“Yesterday was my eighteenth birthday, and I have been dreading that day since I could remember.” I lowered my gaze, not feeling comfortable, staring into his deep green eyes.

“I can’t help that I was born into this family, and if I could leave, I would, I swear, but it’s this or death. A few family members found out the hard way.” He sighed, this time, a hand coming up to grip his straight nose. “You have enough problems right now, but I guess I thought you should know why this is happening.

“I’m sorry you are a prisoner. You were given to me, to do what I want with, but I don’t want this. I don’t want this at all, but refusing a tradition?” He shook his head. “It was just easier to let it happen, but I promise I won’t force you into anything. I’ll keep you safe as long as I can. If you weren’t gifted to me, you would have been sold, and. . . had a far worse fate than this.” He pushed up off the floor, doing a push up, to get himself up. He walked away, and I just covered my head with the blanket again.

Believe me, it gets even weirder when they’re finally forced to leave his room but you’ll have to read it to find out LOL!

Hope you enjoy my offerin’s!

Happy Friday, y’all!

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Random Rita ~ Friday Feature Fics!

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Evenin’, ladies!

Today’s recs are gonna be all over the place from AU to AH and everywhere in between LOL!

You’ll be meetin’ werewolves, hit men, space travelers and a Dom to die for *swoon!*

Something for everyone LOL!

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{banner by the author, Kara Galloway}

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12053147/1/The-Alpha

He could have chosen any female wolf in the room. Why did he have to choose me, the lone half-breed? *Drabble*

Rated: Fiction M – English – Drama – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 13 – Words: 6,427 – Reviews: 830 – Favs: 346 – Follows: 590 – Updated: 10h ago – Published: Jul 16 – id: 12053147

Yeah, this is what hooked me on The Alpha *THUD!*

“He’s here,” one of them whispered. I looked up to see Edward Cullen as he entered the room. He was wearing nothing, but a pair of jeans, showing off his muscular physique to the females of the pack as they drooled over him. His eyes scanned the room as if looking for someone. I sank further into the corner, I was hiding in, hoping I would go unnoticed and would be unable to witness most of the ceremony. You see, shifters weren’t so strung up about sex, not as much as humans were and tonight our alpha would claim his mate on the bed in the center of the room for all to see. It has even been known for the alpha to allow other members of the pack to join in, to show their appreciation of his chosen mate. I guess it was the human part of me that was repulsed by the idea. I didn’t see why they couldn’t keep that stuff private, but I guess it was part of their nature. It just wasn’t part of mine.

And it just gets better from there, if that’s at all possible! There’s chasin’ and catchin’ and claimin’ and markin’…at least on Edward’s part. Bella’s bein’ stubborn LOL!

Drabble fic updatin’ at least once a day, sometimes more!

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{Kara liked my banner, too, so we traded LOL!}

~oOo~

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12056351/1/Edward-Takes-a-Holiday

The girl’s not going to know what hit her.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 2 – Words: 6,827 – Reviews: 396 – Favs: 416 – Follows: 681 – Updated: Jul 21 – Published: Jul 18 – id: 12056351

PB’s back and we’re all gonna be in trouble…the best kind, of course *woo hoo!*

I notice the silence, and see Emmett and Rosalie exchanging a glance. “What?”

“Edward, there’s no one better at what you do.”

“I know that,” I snap.

“And you’ve been doing it a long time, no breaks. Which is great for our pockets…”

“But?” I totally sense a ‘but’.

“Rosalie and I think you need a break.” He says it really fast; like he’s afraid I’m going to take offense to this. Which of course, I do.

“I don’t need a fucking break, Emmett. I’m at the top of my game. There’s no reason to stop as long as we have clients.” I pause, suddenly anxious. “We do have clients, do we not?” I look between him and the blonde who actually is our company accountant, as she narrows her eyes at me.

“Of course we do, Edward. People don’t stop wanting others dead, it’s human nature and it’s one we’ll always be able to rely on.”

“Then what’s the problem?”

Emmett clears his throat and perches on the front of his desk, his big hands squeezing the wood. “We feel it’s in the best interest of the business if you take a little rest, that’s all.”

“Have I screwed up? Gotten made? Left anyone alive that shouldn’t be? No. The answer to all three of those questions and your request for a break is no. The business is fine as long as we’re all doing our jobs.”

“Oh hell Emmett, if you won’t tell him I will. You’re turning into an asshole, Edward. You need a fucking vacation.”

So, out of all the exotic destinations in the world, which one does Edward choose? More importantly, why…

“Key West. I want to go to Key West.”

~oOo~

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11897593/1/Mating-Deviation

The year is 2300 and Earth no longer exists. Famine and poverty are non-existent, disease is at an all-time low and emotions have no impact. Society is perfect, but is there such a thing as too perfect? After discovering her ancestor’s diary, Bella learns that there’s more to this foolproof world than meets the eye. FIRST 8 CHAPTERS ARE A COLLAB WITH VAMPIREGIRL93.

Rated: Fiction M – English – Sci-Fi/Romance – [Bella, Edward] – Chapters: 11 – Words: 36,870 – Reviews: 669 – Favs: 319 – Follows: 612 – Updated: Jul 21– Published: Apr 15 – id: 11897593

From Sharp Left Turn to Wanted, Fyrebyrd never fails to deliver a whoppin’ great yarn! Mating Deviation is her first venture into science fiction, a genre I loved for many years…way before fanfiction snuck up and changed my whole view of the written world LOL!

Dear Diary,

My name is Amelia, and today I watched the world end.

In the blink of an eye, I’d become a science experiment. My entire existence up to this point ceased to matter. Life on Earth was coming to an end; everyone I knew and loved would die.

And they did.

I watched as Earth disintegrated in front of my very eyes through the porthole of a spaceship transferring hundreds of passengers to the Tesla Enterprise. Everyone cried as they watched Earth end—with it, all their loved ones. I was sure everyone I knew was gone until the moment I was delivered to a pod for educators such as myself and was met, face-to-face, with Teddy.

Hope slowly began to restore itself.

I threw my arms around him, sobbing uncontrollably. He held me for what felt like hours, also crying silently. I then asked Teddy if he knew what they wanted from us, and he cleared the tears from my cheeks as he replied, “They want us to replenish the human race.”

I was born not a native of Earth, but rather one of the Andromeda Galaxy, as were my compeers and those before us. For the last one hundred and fifty years, our existence has continued to thrive on a system that consists of two missions: service and reproduction. As I am seventeen-years-old, I have already mastered my profession as a librarian in the Education Pod. Meaning, I have only one duty left to fulfill.

Our companions are handpicked for us from the Commanding Pod before we are even birthed. It is something we are taught to accept and embrace, for we would not exist if it were not for this predetermined copulation.

However much I tell myself that I have nothing to fear, there is an anxiousness that clings to me throughout the morning as I prepare for the ceremony. Jitters, I suppose, or perhaps I am just overwrought after learning that people like us, who were chosen to breed together, could do something more than simply coexist. I tell myself that it is absurd, and yet Amelia and Theodore Swan are proof of ardor’s existence.

However, Bella discovers an anomaly in the computer program that selects breedin’ pairs. This discovery will change everything…a change many people will reject unilaterally, especially those in power who are profitin’ from the status quo!

~oOo~

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{banner by DeeBelle1}

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9518156/1/Meeting-Her-Needs

Some so called friends invite Bella out for her birthday, and send her to a BDSM club as a prank. What happens when the owner of the club sees her? Will he be able to set aside his Dom nature? Will she ever believe she deserves to have her needs met? Will he be able to set aside his wants and desires to meet those needs, or will she find her true desire is to submit to him? AH/M

Rated: Fiction M – English – Romance/Drama – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 25 – Words: 215,781 – Reviews: 4,329 – Favs: 2,922 – Follows: 2,343 – Updated:Dec 31, 2013 – Published: Jul 22, 2013 – Status: Complete – id: 9518156

{and for the uncensored version on TWCS}

http://www.twcslibrary.net/viewstory.php?sid=9087

Someone in one of my FB groups was searchin’ for a particular fic today and I was reminded of this wickedly delicious story! Checked out the first chapter to see if it was the one I had in mind and COULD NOT STOP READIN’!

I am a Dom, and I love having control. I guess you can’t help the way your mind, body and soul direct you. I didn’t choose to be a Dom, it chose me.

Each time I find myself in a relationship, there just has always been something missing. It’s like I can’t find that other half to make me whole, or there’s always a piece missing.

I rub my face walking to the window where I can see the whole bar area and there’s a bank of monitors for viewing the entire club, including private rooms and secluded areas. You see this is Seattle’s most upstanding BDSM club. As I glance around the room, I see a young woman-girl who is looking lost. I let out a sigh and pick up my jacket. I hate the beginning of the new college season. We always and I mean always get the sorority or fraternity houses—sometimes both—sending pledges here as a joke.

It’s very clear that she has no idea where she is, or what she’s walked into by entering this establishment. Just as I reach her, another Dom speaks to her. I wait and listen, because you can tell a lot about someone from how they speak.

“Little One, are you here with anyone?” he asks keeping his hands to himself. That’s a sign of a good Dom. No one should never touch another Dom’s sub and just because she’s not traditionally collared, doesn’t mean she doesn’t belong to someone.

The girl looks around herself. “I am not really sure Mr…” her voice trails off not knowing his name.

I raise my eyebrows at her response. Where she was polite and respectful with her reply, it was certainly not a typical response for a submissive. This is just further proof to me that she doesn’t belong here, nor does she know what this place is.

“SIR!” he booms at her.

I roll my eyes at James. He’s a very old school Dom and expects everyone, even those who aren’t of our preferred lifestyle to bow at his feet. Other Dom’s and I have spoken to him before about this, but he just can’t keep a grip on it. As much as we would like, not everyone knows about or is into this lifestyle.

“I’m … I’m sorry, what? I mean, I’m a girl so why are you calling me sir?”

I bite back the chuckle, because she really does look puzzled by his response.

“No, Little One, you should say Sir when speaking to me? Now are you here with anyone?”

This time the girl shrugs her shoulders and bites her lip. I move over to them, knowing that James will just get more pissed off at her.

“You will show me respect.” James makes a move to touch her, but I grab a hold of her arm pulling her toward me. Fuck she’s really small. I notice how much, as I tower over her. I know that I’m tall standing at six-three, but I have a clear foot over her.

“James,” I say his name and James sneers at me and walks away. “You, come with me.”

The girl looks at me in shock and shakes her head as I look at her face. I can see that she’s a beautiful girl and she has really pretty eyes. I swallow trying to get my mind working again, because all it’s doing is trying to convince me of what I need. It’s like hearing a looped recording of, ‘You need to dominate her and fuck her into submission.’

Needless to say, Edward heeds the call to the satisfaction of them both!

Now, excuse me while I dive back in…

Happy Friday, y’all!

Rita

Rob Attack

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