A brief teaser of Chapter 14 - Declaration:
The news on CNN had been the constant companion of the household for the last three days... or at least the the majority of the household. Royal and Eleanor still weren't back and it made me emotionally sick, because I'd caused it.
Carine and Jessamine had been discussing the possible purposes behind the creation of the new borns, and the end opinion was they had to be made for the purpose of some sort of army. The problem was, we weren't sure what the army was for. I knew, or at least strongly suspected, Jessamine had some sort of idea, but when she'd opened her mouth to state her opinion Edythe had cut her off. I was a hundred percent certain she did it because I was there and I wasn't all that happy about it, but I let it go.
“I need to go hunt,” I said softly, looking over at Edythe.
“Do you want me to come with you?”
I smiled at her. “If you'd like to.”
I fully expected her to say yes but she frowned instead. “I'm not really all that thirsty, but I'll be waiting for you when you get back.”
I reached forward, stroking under her eye. “Are you sure?” My eyes had more color in them than hers at the moment.
“Yes, you go ahead.”
I leaned forward and kissed her, pulling back after a moment.
“Please tell me what's going on when I get back,” I murmured softly in her ear. I knew the others would be able to hear my words, there was just no way to be quiet enough to say something truly private in a house full of vampires, but saying it in her made it feel private.
“Go. Hunt.”
I kissed her again and then pulled back, heading for the sliding glass door.
Tuesday, November 13, 2018
Monday, November 12, 2018
The Wish of the Damned Sneak Peek
A small teaser of Chapter 1: Unbeknownst ---
“Where's your stop?” she asks, trying to be friendly.
Her psychologist, where she just came from, had just got through the regular session of castigating her. Well, it isn't her fault she is such a late bloomer. At twenty-six, she is still flat chested and thin hipped with no monthly flow at all. The doctors simply have no clue why, and so they keep on telling her she's just a late bloomer. Still, her psychologist had made a very loud point to her today, telling her she needs to open up, and so she's deciding to try.
“Two stops from here, I'm heading home from work.”
His voice is melodic and smooth, so very smooth, it's like listening to the running of a river. It makes her take a second look at him. She knows his stop and not because it's hers, but because it's quadrant nine – the rich section of Detroit. His hair is overgrown and he has a day or two's stubble on his chin. He wears a heavy duty plaid jacket and a filthy looking t-shirt underneath. His pants, a pair of dark blue suit pants, look like they have seen far too many years of misuse. She never would have guessed he was rich, maybe it's the point to his entire getup.
“Oh, I see, I'm going to quadrant twelve, but I live in fifteen.”
“The ghettos,” he says, his voice quiet. He turns to look more fully at her, “Why are you stopping in twelve? There's nothing there but warehouses and shit, do you work down there?”
She was quite sure he meant shit literally. “No, there's a bar there that I like to go to.”
He isn't wrong about calling fifteen the ghettos as the quadrant has more homeless in it than the rest of Detroit combined. Still it hurt to hear it called that. Her apartment is cozy, and she keeps it together, she even has a small ladies .32 caliber revolver – it cost her almost a year's worth of her menial salary to get it – to help her defend against unwelcome guests. The .32 being the second largest gun civilians are allowed to carry with the largest being a .38. She's quite proud that she has it.
She can't think of anything else to say to him, so the silence draws on as they near his stop.
“Where's your stop?” she asks, trying to be friendly.
Her psychologist, where she just came from, had just got through the regular session of castigating her. Well, it isn't her fault she is such a late bloomer. At twenty-six, she is still flat chested and thin hipped with no monthly flow at all. The doctors simply have no clue why, and so they keep on telling her she's just a late bloomer. Still, her psychologist had made a very loud point to her today, telling her she needs to open up, and so she's deciding to try.
“Two stops from here, I'm heading home from work.”
His voice is melodic and smooth, so very smooth, it's like listening to the running of a river. It makes her take a second look at him. She knows his stop and not because it's hers, but because it's quadrant nine – the rich section of Detroit. His hair is overgrown and he has a day or two's stubble on his chin. He wears a heavy duty plaid jacket and a filthy looking t-shirt underneath. His pants, a pair of dark blue suit pants, look like they have seen far too many years of misuse. She never would have guessed he was rich, maybe it's the point to his entire getup.
“Oh, I see, I'm going to quadrant twelve, but I live in fifteen.”
“The ghettos,” he says, his voice quiet. He turns to look more fully at her, “Why are you stopping in twelve? There's nothing there but warehouses and shit, do you work down there?”
She was quite sure he meant shit literally. “No, there's a bar there that I like to go to.”
He isn't wrong about calling fifteen the ghettos as the quadrant has more homeless in it than the rest of Detroit combined. Still it hurt to hear it called that. Her apartment is cozy, and she keeps it together, she even has a small ladies .32 caliber revolver – it cost her almost a year's worth of her menial salary to get it – to help her defend against unwelcome guests. The .32 being the second largest gun civilians are allowed to carry with the largest being a .38. She's quite proud that she has it.
She can't think of anything else to say to him, so the silence draws on as they near his stop.
Sunday, November 11, 2018
The Emotional Roller Coaster Of Life - Some Info About Jasper's Past
Jasper's service story unfortunately will probably never be fully revealed in Roller Coaster. There are many reasons for this, but the largest part is that for the last year of his four years of service he was locked in some form of prison and tortured - both psychologically and physically. The end result is that he honestly doesn't remember all of it.
For anyone who wants a bit of his backstory, it's below.
Jasper graduated from high school in 2001 and only a few months after he graduated, the two towers fell. Like a lot of impressionable young men (and women) at the time, he applied to join the army in a matter of days after it happened. He finished basic training before Christmas of 2001.
His first two year stint he was in a small platoon of about eighteen men, among them was Peter, who became a quick friend to him. During that two years, he did more aide missions than anything else though there was also fighting and reconnaissance missions. At the end of those two years, several in the platoon rejoined for another two year tour, but most of them were sent to join other platoons.
Jasper and Peter happened to get placed under the same new platoon which was led by a Sargent named Joham. The platoon had a total of twenty men and three women. Unbeknownst to the majority of the platoon, Joham and one of the soldiers, Nahuel, were secretly insurgents.
Some of the orders that came in Joham scrambled and changed to fit to his needs. So some people who they should have been rescuing they killed and people they were supposed to get reconnaissance on or even kill they sometimes aided. Joham didn't do it with every order, only a few, which kept the platoon from getting suspicious.
About ten months after Jasper joined the platoon, an order was sent because Jasper and Peter were needed to report back in the US because of one of the real reconnaissance missions they went on in the first two years where they'd learned vital information. This is what prompted Joham and Nahuel to change their plans and capture everyone in the platoon.
They used the physical torture and murders of the other soldiers in the platoon to try and psychologically break Peter and Jasper after more traditional techniques like waterboarding, shock treatment, starvation, dehydration, and more failed. Both Peter and Jasper kept their mouths shut because they knew if they spoke they'd die.
Eventually, after almost a year of torture and no sunlight, Nahuel tripped up because he assumed Jasper wasn't as recovered as he was when he unchained him to move him. It allowed Jasper to fight his way free, killing Nahuel in the process. He rescued Peter and they managed to escape from the prison they were in. After getting out, Jasper hot-wired a vehicle - something similar to a jeep.
He drove for well over an hour before the vehicle ran over a landmine. The blast left dozens of pieces of shrapnel in his body and Peter's. A particularly large piece tore into Peter's right leg and by the time someone found them and rescued them Peter's leg was beyond saving. Both Jasper and Peter still have some shrapnel in their body that couldn't be removed due to the risk of the damage removing them could do.
When they got back state side they were told essentially that what happened to them, didn't, and they were told to keep their mouths shut or else. Jasper went home after about three months of rehab but Peter's rehab was longer. Peter and Jasper lost contact after Jasper returned to Forks.
Approximately four months after he got back was the wedding between Jacob and Bella (his first cousin on his mom's side) which is where the prologue started at.
For anyone who wants a bit of his backstory, it's below.
Jasper graduated from high school in 2001 and only a few months after he graduated, the two towers fell. Like a lot of impressionable young men (and women) at the time, he applied to join the army in a matter of days after it happened. He finished basic training before Christmas of 2001.
His first two year stint he was in a small platoon of about eighteen men, among them was Peter, who became a quick friend to him. During that two years, he did more aide missions than anything else though there was also fighting and reconnaissance missions. At the end of those two years, several in the platoon rejoined for another two year tour, but most of them were sent to join other platoons.
Jasper and Peter happened to get placed under the same new platoon which was led by a Sargent named Joham. The platoon had a total of twenty men and three women. Unbeknownst to the majority of the platoon, Joham and one of the soldiers, Nahuel, were secretly insurgents.
Some of the orders that came in Joham scrambled and changed to fit to his needs. So some people who they should have been rescuing they killed and people they were supposed to get reconnaissance on or even kill they sometimes aided. Joham didn't do it with every order, only a few, which kept the platoon from getting suspicious.
About ten months after Jasper joined the platoon, an order was sent because Jasper and Peter were needed to report back in the US because of one of the real reconnaissance missions they went on in the first two years where they'd learned vital information. This is what prompted Joham and Nahuel to change their plans and capture everyone in the platoon.
They used the physical torture and murders of the other soldiers in the platoon to try and psychologically break Peter and Jasper after more traditional techniques like waterboarding, shock treatment, starvation, dehydration, and more failed. Both Peter and Jasper kept their mouths shut because they knew if they spoke they'd die.
Eventually, after almost a year of torture and no sunlight, Nahuel tripped up because he assumed Jasper wasn't as recovered as he was when he unchained him to move him. It allowed Jasper to fight his way free, killing Nahuel in the process. He rescued Peter and they managed to escape from the prison they were in. After getting out, Jasper hot-wired a vehicle - something similar to a jeep.
He drove for well over an hour before the vehicle ran over a landmine. The blast left dozens of pieces of shrapnel in his body and Peter's. A particularly large piece tore into Peter's right leg and by the time someone found them and rescued them Peter's leg was beyond saving. Both Jasper and Peter still have some shrapnel in their body that couldn't be removed due to the risk of the damage removing them could do.
When they got back state side they were told essentially that what happened to them, didn't, and they were told to keep their mouths shut or else. Jasper went home after about three months of rehab but Peter's rehab was longer. Peter and Jasper lost contact after Jasper returned to Forks.
Approximately four months after he got back was the wedding between Jacob and Bella (his first cousin on his mom's side) which is where the prologue started at.
Saturday, November 10, 2018
Sex, Blood, Revenge Sneak Peek
A small teaser of Chapter 2 ~ Black Heart:
I know how to make him shut up, as well as how to let him know that I’m over it – kiss him. It’s that simple. The thing is, I’m not ready to kiss and make up yet. The masochistic part of me enjoys this fight. “Perhaps it’s because I don’t like the fact I’ve turned into a fag.”
“You think I do?” he snarls. “Do you think I enjoy being cursed to serve your needs and desires for the rest of eternity as your goddamn familiar, and all because I had to repay a life debt? Neither of us agreed to this, but I am sick and tired of your bitching. It wasn’t like you were complaining last night when I fucked you from here to high heaven”
I hiss. Of course, he is right, but it doesn’t mean I have to admit it – or want to. We’re always like this the next day, and usually I’m the one that acts grumpy the next day... Though, every once and awhile, it’s him who makes a point of being the angry one. Neither of us like the situation we are in as unwilling familiars. In all reality though, I wouldn’t change our screwed up relationship for anything.
I know how to make him shut up, as well as how to let him know that I’m over it – kiss him. It’s that simple. The thing is, I’m not ready to kiss and make up yet. The masochistic part of me enjoys this fight. “Perhaps it’s because I don’t like the fact I’ve turned into a fag.”
“You think I do?” he snarls. “Do you think I enjoy being cursed to serve your needs and desires for the rest of eternity as your goddamn familiar, and all because I had to repay a life debt? Neither of us agreed to this, but I am sick and tired of your bitching. It wasn’t like you were complaining last night when I fucked you from here to high heaven”
I hiss. Of course, he is right, but it doesn’t mean I have to admit it – or want to. We’re always like this the next day, and usually I’m the one that acts grumpy the next day... Though, every once and awhile, it’s him who makes a point of being the angry one. Neither of us like the situation we are in as unwilling familiars. In all reality though, I wouldn’t change our screwed up relationship for anything.
Friday, November 9, 2018
Easter Eggs
One of the things I have found in movies, books, shows, games, and even songs are what some people kindly refer to as Easter Eggs. An Easter Egg is a casual or sly reference or image of another show, book, game, etc. For anyone who has ever watched Supernatural they do it all the time, the Disney Moana showed a very brief flash of Sven the reindeer from Frozen, the Naughty Dog Uncharted games have hidden Precursor Eggs from their previous game series Jak & Daxter, and I could name many more.
Over the years that I've been writing I tend to do it myself. I've done it several times in my continuation of Life and Death by making casual references to things from the different Twilight Saga movies and books. I also on occasion use characters and other small pieces from some of my own previous fanfics.
Most recently I made a comment in It's A Twin Thing by Alice where she references that as far as she knows, Beau could have been bitten by a radioactive spider when he was a kid. So that would be a little nod of hat to Twilight.
I'm hardly the only author that does this and I do see it on occasion with other fanfic authors.
What Easter Eggs come to your mind when you think of the numerous media types out there?
Over the years that I've been writing I tend to do it myself. I've done it several times in my continuation of Life and Death by making casual references to things from the different Twilight Saga movies and books. I also on occasion use characters and other small pieces from some of my own previous fanfics.
Most recently I made a comment in It's A Twin Thing by Alice where she references that as far as she knows, Beau could have been bitten by a radioactive spider when he was a kid. So that would be a little nod of hat to Twilight.
I'm hardly the only author that does this and I do see it on occasion with other fanfic authors.
What Easter Eggs come to your mind when you think of the numerous media types out there?
Thursday, November 8, 2018
Forever Protector Teaser 2
A small teaser of Forever Protector:
The legends stayed with me after we left the bonfire up on the cliff and walked along the beach.
“Is all of that why you believe I was meant to be your imprint?” I asked slowly, mostly unwilling but needing to know the answer, no matter what.
Jules didn't answer me immediately, kicking a rock with her feet as we continued a walk. Finally she shrugged and said, “Maybe, I don't know, Beau. I can't really begin to explain it. All I know is that you're important to me... and that I love you. And I know hearing those words makes you uncomfortable, but I can't really deny them.”
I sighed. “Jules, you know I should leave, don't you? It's wrong of me to stay. Our feeling are different, and eventually others are going to get old enough to shift. If me – my kind – truly cause it... Well staying here is the last thing I should do.”
“I disagree.”
I arched an eyebrow at her, I'd never heard her give a different theory for why they turned.
“Not about you being the cause of us shifting, but you leaving because of it. The world's changing, Beau. I can feel it. There's what, over twenty newborn vampires in Seattle? We still don't know what they're being made for... I think our tribe needs to change with the changes of the world, which means we're going to continue to need protectors. You cause us to turn, so you need to be here.”
“Is that even fair on the next generation? They potentially have a chance at a normal life.”
“It's about the same as asking if love is fair or war... or any number of other subjects.” She shrugged again. “Stay, Beau. You have nowhere else to really go anymore, and you will do good here.”
“I already promised to stay for the night.”
“I know, but I want you to stay permanently.”
I closed my eyes momentarily. “I can't promise forever, Jules, and their may come a day when you don't want this half relationship that we seem to be stuck in. Let's just take it one day at a time.”
The legends stayed with me after we left the bonfire up on the cliff and walked along the beach.
“Is all of that why you believe I was meant to be your imprint?” I asked slowly, mostly unwilling but needing to know the answer, no matter what.
Jules didn't answer me immediately, kicking a rock with her feet as we continued a walk. Finally she shrugged and said, “Maybe, I don't know, Beau. I can't really begin to explain it. All I know is that you're important to me... and that I love you. And I know hearing those words makes you uncomfortable, but I can't really deny them.”
I sighed. “Jules, you know I should leave, don't you? It's wrong of me to stay. Our feeling are different, and eventually others are going to get old enough to shift. If me – my kind – truly cause it... Well staying here is the last thing I should do.”
“I disagree.”
I arched an eyebrow at her, I'd never heard her give a different theory for why they turned.
“Not about you being the cause of us shifting, but you leaving because of it. The world's changing, Beau. I can feel it. There's what, over twenty newborn vampires in Seattle? We still don't know what they're being made for... I think our tribe needs to change with the changes of the world, which means we're going to continue to need protectors. You cause us to turn, so you need to be here.”
“Is that even fair on the next generation? They potentially have a chance at a normal life.”
“It's about the same as asking if love is fair or war... or any number of other subjects.” She shrugged again. “Stay, Beau. You have nowhere else to really go anymore, and you will do good here.”
“I already promised to stay for the night.”
“I know, but I want you to stay permanently.”
I closed my eyes momentarily. “I can't promise forever, Jules, and their may come a day when you don't want this half relationship that we seem to be stuck in. Let's just take it one day at a time.”
Wednesday, November 7, 2018
Random Youtube Vids
Occasionally I just like to watch funny youtube vids. I have a few (mostly older ones) that are my go to ones to watch. For the record, all of these videos can be considered offensive in one way or another... Watch at your own risk.
Tuesday, November 6, 2018
RR Sneak Peek
A teaser of Chapter 5 - That Pain To Keep:
“What do they call you?” a man with ashy blonde hair asked. He was dressed in very simple black clothes – the type of outfit that could be anywhere from a few months old or several hundred years old.
“Bella, my name was Bella when I was human.” She didn't sound like the Bella that Alice remembered anymore, instead she her voice was more of a soprano. Definitely a vampire, but Alice wasn't at all sure where Bella was or who the other vampires were.
“Then it's still Bella...”
“... or it's not,” another man with dark hair said.
Both of the men had deep red eyes but Bella's were pitch black.
She wrapped her arms arms around her waist. “I don't know who I am anymore.”
“Why is that?”
“Why are you here?”
The two males asked the questions in tandem.
“I... I was abandoned by my mate. I should be dead. I shot myself. But he turned me, or my hallucination turned me. I'm not sure anymore. He should have let me die. He already destroyed me. I don't get why he did this to me.”
“A hallucination?” the blonde one asked.
“I think so. I don't know what's real anymore.”
“What do they call you?” a man with ashy blonde hair asked. He was dressed in very simple black clothes – the type of outfit that could be anywhere from a few months old or several hundred years old.
“Bella, my name was Bella when I was human.” She didn't sound like the Bella that Alice remembered anymore, instead she her voice was more of a soprano. Definitely a vampire, but Alice wasn't at all sure where Bella was or who the other vampires were.
“Then it's still Bella...”
“... or it's not,” another man with dark hair said.
Both of the men had deep red eyes but Bella's were pitch black.
She wrapped her arms arms around her waist. “I don't know who I am anymore.”
“Why is that?”
“Why are you here?”
The two males asked the questions in tandem.
“I... I was abandoned by my mate. I should be dead. I shot myself. But he turned me, or my hallucination turned me. I'm not sure anymore. He should have let me die. He already destroyed me. I don't get why he did this to me.”
“A hallucination?” the blonde one asked.
“I think so. I don't know what's real anymore.”
Monday, November 5, 2018
Why no beta?
I have many reasons for not having a beta, and those reasons vary greatly. Here's a few of the biggest ones.
First, I've had betas and pre-readers in the past that make suggestions that completely defeat the purpose of what I was trying to accomplish with my writing. That's not say that I haven't had good betas too, because I definitely have, but it really only takes one bad experience to put me off of something.
Second, I write a lot. On average, when my muse and I are in agreement, it's nothing for me to write twenty to thirty thousand words in an average week. Trust me when I say that I don't post everything I write. Back in the days of PTB (Project Team Beta) and SRP (Sparkly Red Pen) I spent time as both a beta and a pre-reader so I actually remember some details about how long it took, on average, to get a chapter back. I could usually pre-read within 48 hours or beta within 72, but I knew many people that took a lot longer (some people took in excess of a week). So for me, writing a story which updates daily on average (The Emotional Roller Coaster Of Life) it would be about impossible to have it beta'd. And with most of my stories, unless I could write twenty thousand words in a single day, I'd be making people wait even longer than I already do for updates. On top of all of that, my writing style varies greatly. I have stories written both in first and third person, I also have stories in both past and present tense, and to top all that off even though the majority of what I write are Twilight Fanfics, I do write other stuff as well. That makes it difficult to find a singular person to beta all my work, and if I was to ever consider it, I wouldn't be able to work with multiple people.
Third, I write because I enjoy it and I enjoy posting some of what I write so other people can read it, but I am not, nor do I ever intend to be, a paid and published author. If I was to write for the purpose of publishing my work than it's no longer about my enjoyment, it's about a paycheck instead, which isn't what I want. For me, posting it is not about the reviews though I do love reviews, instead writing and posting is just to give other people a chance to see a small part of the inner working of my mind. And since I'm posting my work completely for free I see no point in having it perfect. I'm a firm believer that the rawness in most fanfiction is a large part of what makes it enjoyable and many of the fanfics I read on a regular basis aren't beta'd. More important than all that, I don't particularly enjoy someone telling me how my story should or shouldn't be written and being told that kind of info would take away from why I write.
Fourth, I'm a complete asshole and I know it. What I mean by this is that I'm often argumentative and it's not even always because I disagree with what people are telling me. It's just because I like to argue. That's the kind of person I am.
All of that being said, if I was to find somebody that was willing to beta some of my posted and finished works I wouldn't be opposed, but I'm not looking for anyone. It's just an if/then situation.
First, I've had betas and pre-readers in the past that make suggestions that completely defeat the purpose of what I was trying to accomplish with my writing. That's not say that I haven't had good betas too, because I definitely have, but it really only takes one bad experience to put me off of something.
Second, I write a lot. On average, when my muse and I are in agreement, it's nothing for me to write twenty to thirty thousand words in an average week. Trust me when I say that I don't post everything I write. Back in the days of PTB (Project Team Beta) and SRP (Sparkly Red Pen) I spent time as both a beta and a pre-reader so I actually remember some details about how long it took, on average, to get a chapter back. I could usually pre-read within 48 hours or beta within 72, but I knew many people that took a lot longer (some people took in excess of a week). So for me, writing a story which updates daily on average (The Emotional Roller Coaster Of Life) it would be about impossible to have it beta'd. And with most of my stories, unless I could write twenty thousand words in a single day, I'd be making people wait even longer than I already do for updates. On top of all of that, my writing style varies greatly. I have stories written both in first and third person, I also have stories in both past and present tense, and to top all that off even though the majority of what I write are Twilight Fanfics, I do write other stuff as well. That makes it difficult to find a singular person to beta all my work, and if I was to ever consider it, I wouldn't be able to work with multiple people.
Third, I write because I enjoy it and I enjoy posting some of what I write so other people can read it, but I am not, nor do I ever intend to be, a paid and published author. If I was to write for the purpose of publishing my work than it's no longer about my enjoyment, it's about a paycheck instead, which isn't what I want. For me, posting it is not about the reviews though I do love reviews, instead writing and posting is just to give other people a chance to see a small part of the inner working of my mind. And since I'm posting my work completely for free I see no point in having it perfect. I'm a firm believer that the rawness in most fanfiction is a large part of what makes it enjoyable and many of the fanfics I read on a regular basis aren't beta'd. More important than all that, I don't particularly enjoy someone telling me how my story should or shouldn't be written and being told that kind of info would take away from why I write.
Fourth, I'm a complete asshole and I know it. What I mean by this is that I'm often argumentative and it's not even always because I disagree with what people are telling me. It's just because I like to argue. That's the kind of person I am.
All of that being said, if I was to find somebody that was willing to beta some of my posted and finished works I wouldn't be opposed, but I'm not looking for anyone. It's just an if/then situation.
Sunday, November 4, 2018
Story Recs
These Recs are freely given without any kind of offer or suggestion from the authors of them. They are for a multitude of fanfics and, as I'm not good at writing personalized reviews, the summaries are directly from the stories in question.
All stories in this post are on FF.net, so if any of the authors that I rec'd are for some reason upset by it and want me to remove their story then please let me know via a pm on FF.net and I'll remove it - but as it's free publicity, I don't know why someone would take issue with it.
A Wolves Moon by Tinkerbella C - Nessie is struggling to deal with her changing feelings for Jake when he disappears. Returning a year later he has gone feral and has forgotten his links to his pack, the Cullen's and Nessie. Can she help him remember who is he or has he changed forever?
Bella Swan: Kidnapper by Kambria Rain - Um. Hi. I don’t really know how to say this, but I have your kids with me, and I was thinking maybe you would like them back. So yeah… call me.
The True Alpha: The EJ Black Chronicles by DazzledbyJake - This story take places 17 years after Breaking Dawn and chronicles Jacob & Renesmee's son, Edward Jacob "EJ" Black. He's part wolf/ human/vampire, who struggles to win the heart of his imprint and has a horrifying run-in with the Volturi. NOT BLACKWATER
Dusk by XxTwilight CrystalxX - Bella comes to Forks the summer before her senior year and meets Jacob first. What will she think of Edward and the rest of the Cullens? Can the wolves keep Bella safe from James and Victoria's twisted plans? Sequel complete, and next installment wip.
The Omega by Untamed Loner - As Bella spends more time around Jake, she begins to discover changes in herself. Suddenly, she doesn't trip, the wolves are completely calm around her, and she keeps feeling people's emotions. Now, she's on the Volturi's most wanted list.
Rabbit Hole by profmom72 - Edward leaves Bella before revealing the Cullens are vampires. Bella’s curiosity gets the best of her, and she spends years chasing her suspicions, drawing attention from dangerous sources. Can Bella be saved from the Rabbit Hole she’s fallen into? AU
Seducing Ms Swan by DQRC - AU Post-NM. Teacher!Bella, Student!Edward; a struggle of wills, an attempt at seduction, a dark secret, a dash of UST, a gallon of attitude, antagonistic motorcycling, a hell of a lot of angst and one unforgettable scene in a snow storm.
Breathe Again by ysar - If Alice hadn't seen Bella cliff-dive, what would have happened? Would Bella have given in to her feelings for Jacob? Was she even capable of moving on? Victoria's hunting, Edward's coming back-and that's just the beginning!
This is My Wish by ericastwilight - Dear Wishes for You, My name is Riley Biers and I'm nine years old. Soon, very soon I'll leave behind my mom because I have terminal cancer. I write to you today and this is my wish... Rated M for language
Dear Maggie by Jenny0719 - A heart leads Bella back home to Forks... and to the brother of the woman who donated it.
All stories in this post are on FF.net, so if any of the authors that I rec'd are for some reason upset by it and want me to remove their story then please let me know via a pm on FF.net and I'll remove it - but as it's free publicity, I don't know why someone would take issue with it.
A Wolves Moon by Tinkerbella C - Nessie is struggling to deal with her changing feelings for Jake when he disappears. Returning a year later he has gone feral and has forgotten his links to his pack, the Cullen's and Nessie. Can she help him remember who is he or has he changed forever?
Bella Swan: Kidnapper by Kambria Rain - Um. Hi. I don’t really know how to say this, but I have your kids with me, and I was thinking maybe you would like them back. So yeah… call me.
The True Alpha: The EJ Black Chronicles by DazzledbyJake - This story take places 17 years after Breaking Dawn and chronicles Jacob & Renesmee's son, Edward Jacob "EJ" Black. He's part wolf/ human/vampire, who struggles to win the heart of his imprint and has a horrifying run-in with the Volturi. NOT BLACKWATER
Dusk by XxTwilight CrystalxX - Bella comes to Forks the summer before her senior year and meets Jacob first. What will she think of Edward and the rest of the Cullens? Can the wolves keep Bella safe from James and Victoria's twisted plans? Sequel complete, and next installment wip.
The Omega by Untamed Loner - As Bella spends more time around Jake, she begins to discover changes in herself. Suddenly, she doesn't trip, the wolves are completely calm around her, and she keeps feeling people's emotions. Now, she's on the Volturi's most wanted list.
Rabbit Hole by profmom72 - Edward leaves Bella before revealing the Cullens are vampires. Bella’s curiosity gets the best of her, and she spends years chasing her suspicions, drawing attention from dangerous sources. Can Bella be saved from the Rabbit Hole she’s fallen into? AU
Seducing Ms Swan by DQRC - AU Post-NM. Teacher!Bella, Student!Edward; a struggle of wills, an attempt at seduction, a dark secret, a dash of UST, a gallon of attitude, antagonistic motorcycling, a hell of a lot of angst and one unforgettable scene in a snow storm.
Breathe Again by ysar - If Alice hadn't seen Bella cliff-dive, what would have happened? Would Bella have given in to her feelings for Jacob? Was she even capable of moving on? Victoria's hunting, Edward's coming back-and that's just the beginning!
This is My Wish by ericastwilight - Dear Wishes for You, My name is Riley Biers and I'm nine years old. Soon, very soon I'll leave behind my mom because I have terminal cancer. I write to you today and this is my wish... Rated M for language
Dear Maggie by Jenny0719 - A heart leads Bella back home to Forks... and to the brother of the woman who donated it.
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