Saturday, August 26, 2017

A Note from Fran ...

Hello, everyone ...
It has been harder than I imagined it would be to find new writers with my limited contact ability.  So this time around we have three seasoned writers showing us a glimpse of their next pieces of fiction.
Thank you to Stephanie, Kayla, and Amy, as well as May for giving us one of her favorite oldies.
Remember, we are always on the lookout for something new and for someone to give us their favorite completed fic.
And last of all, Amy/Louisa.  I couldn’t have done this without you.  <3


Classic ... from the FF vault




This fic review comes to us from May T. Brown. 


Sideline Collision by Nolebucgrl

The American football season is just getting started and what better way to enjoy it then with Footballward.

You don’t have to know anything about the sport or even like it to enjoy this fic.

Edward Cullen is a cocky quarterback, Cockyback, for Florida State. He literally runs into Bella, Reed Girl, on the field and the sparks fly from there. Our favorite quarterback is used to girls just falling all over themselves to be with him; however, Bella is the first girl that get under Edward’s padding and makes him work for it.

This story is well-balanced between romance and humor with the normal cast of characters, with the addition of a humorous cat named Rainbow, who is protective of her quarterback and has a strong hatred of blond men.

The story is continued in Getting Blitzed when our favorite quarterback makes it to the Pros.

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ENCORE ... Evil Deceit by AmethystGold

 

This time around we are featuring three new fics from seasoned writers! 

 

 

First, we have Evil Deceit from AmethystGold

 

Evil Deceit Teaser
By AmethystGold




We all need that really good friend who doesn’t hesitate to tell us when we’ve messed up, but then will help us figure out how to make things better. Fortunately, in Chapter 2 we find out that Bella has Rose.


BPOV

Esme has set a strict timeline that Bella has no reason to doubt. She needs to start thinking clearly and begin dealing with the situation wisely instead of simply being led by her insecurities. Quickly climbing out of bed, she pulls on her robe and walks purposefully down to the kitchen. After brewing a strong cup of coffee, she grabs her phone and sits down at the kitchen island to call Rose.

“God damn Angela!” Bella spews while thinking about Rose. “Bitch made me think I had a friend, so I didn’t reach out to Rose.” She lets out a deep breath while rubbing her forehead. “Yeah, she’s a bitch, but I’m the fool. I should have called Rose to talk this all through in the first place. She would have kicked my ass for not confronting Edward right away, and I wouldn’t be in this mess. I’m such a fucking idiot.”

She takes a sip of her coffee and then calls Rose’s number. The phone only rings a couple of times before Rose’s voice is in her ear like a lifeline.
“Hi Bells! How are you, doll?” she says, happiness in her voice. Bella can’t help but smile at the warmth she feels just hearing her voice.
“Hi, Rose. Where are you? I hope I didn’t wake you at some ungodly hour.”
“No, not at all. I’m in Milan. I was here for fashion week and decided to take a few weeks off after that. It’s a bit after five in the afternoon here. It’s morning in Seattle, right?”

“Yeah, just past eight. I’m really glad I could reach you. Are you able to talk?”

“Sure, honey. I just got back from getting some groceries, I’m all ears. What’s up?”

“I’ve messed up, Rose. I’ve messed up big time,” Bella confesses, her voice breaking as she fights back the tears.

Through tears and hiccups, she’s able to get the story out. She explains how Esme and Angela planned and schemed to make her believe that Edward had been having an affair. She tells how Esme arranged for Angela to befriend her and how Angela encouraged her to take out her feelings by seeking revenge sex. Then she confesses the epitome of her foolishness, telling Rose how she asked that the whole thing be recorded. Finally, she reveals Esme’s desire to have her gone from Edward’s life and her threat to tell Edward, even going so far as to release the video.

Rose listens to the whole story, frequently interjecting with variations of “That bitch!”, “No fucking way!”, “Well shit,” and “Oh, sweetie.”

“I don’t know what to do, Rose,” Bella says, finishing the story. “I’ve been such an idiot, and now I’m going to lose Edward. I don’t see how there can be any other outcome. I’ve destroyed the best thing in my life, Rose,” she says, sniffling loudly.

“Well, you were a colossal fool, Bella. I’m not going to pussyfoot around it and say anything differently just to make you feel better,” Rose remarks in her no-nonsense tone. “In fact, once we get past this – because we will, trust me – you should spend some time with shrink unpacking that a bit.”

“The video they had was very convincing. It looked like him and they used his voice! I had no reason to believe that it wasn’t Edward fucking that bitch in the video, Rose!” she says defensively.

“Calm down, Bells, I’m on your side, remember?” Rose says in a conciliatory tone. “I’m not saying you were wrong to believe the video; they clearly went to great lengths to make that appear authentic. I am wondering why the hell you didn’t go rip Edward a new one as soon as you saw it?”


This is the link to the original one shot:

The continuation of this fic as well as the teaser above will begin posting 9/3.

Encore ... Accursed by FallingInLoveIn December

Next, we have Accursed by FallingInLoveIn December

Accursed

By FallingInLoveIn December




Attic
The words blew past me, almost like a whisper.  There it was again.  I couldn’t deny that I was scared, but the compelling need to find a way up overpowered me.  I reached up on my tip toes trying to figure out a way to reach the panel.  I was still a foot away, unable to reach my destination.  I would need a chair or stepladder to move the panel.
Attic
My arms broke out in goosebumps, the air in the room feeling significantly cooler than it had only moments ago.  As if I were on autopilot, I turned, walking out of the bedroom and back into the hall.  Looking up, I saw a panel that matched the ceiling, one that would have otherwise gone unnoticed if Just as I was about to drag the vanity chair from the master bedroom to stand on, a commotion came from outside, interrupting my intentions.  
“Help me!”
Something was compelling me to search the attic.  This time, curiosity left, and fear crept in.  I wouldn’t be exploring the dark attic tonight.  My eyes glanced around uneasily. I curled into myself, feeling a bit foolish- acting like a child who was fearful of the dark.  
“Isabel…”  The wind whispered, branches scraping against the window.
My eyes were tightly shut when I heard the soft voice this time,
Attic ...
something mysterious hadn’t pulled me to it.  
Attic. 


What would I find?  What was urging me to try?


Fic will begin posting on Sept 10th
https://www.fanfiction.net/u/5723840/FallingInLoveInDecember

 

ENCORE ... Fired by Robsessed

Finally, we have Fired from ForeverRobsessed.

 

FIRED
By: ForeverRobsessed


SUMMARY: The first time he saw her, in the midst of solving his first case, she took his breath away. The first time she met him, he turned her world upside down. Let’s see where they go from here.

“Why don't you handle this?”

My head swiveled to meet his gaze so fast, I feared for the tendons in my neck. “What?”

Tyler smirked. “Relax. I was just talking about the assistant. The way Miss Stanley cowered in her shoes, this assistant is also bound to make a fuss. I'll deal with Marcus, but this will be good practice for you. Show me what you've got, Detective Masen.”

I smiled back. “Alright.”

A minute passed as I tried to plan my strategy, settling on appearing confident and unyielding at the outset. I already had a bad feeling about Volturi. From what little I knew, he seemed like one of those men who were nothing but arrogant and entitled little brats trapped in an adult body. If he had anything to do with our case, I would move heaven and earth to bring him down.

Once again, Tyler pulled me out of my thoughts by tapping my arm. He inclined his head toward the glass doors that made up the entire wall opposite to us, seeming to lead into the gardens.

What caught my attention was the woman who had just pushed the door open.

Chocolate-brown tresses tied into a knot, a few strands curling delicately around her heart shaped face.

Lush lips painted crimson, one corner twisting into a frown, while she adjusted the thin-rimmed glasses adorning her nose.
Pale, unblemished skin that seemed almost iridescent as the sunlight streamed into the room through the glass behind her.
And finally . . . a slender body clad in a red silk blouse, paired with a black pencil skirt that teasingly hinted at the tantalizing curves it covered.
As she neared us, all I could do was stand there, mesmerized, my mind going blank, except for one thought all my neurons seemed to focus on.
How the fuck was I supposed to form words, let alone get into an argument with the most beautiful woman I’d seen in my entire life? 




Story will be posting on August 29th!

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Wednesday, August 9, 2017


ENCORE ... New fic from a seasoned writer

Today we have a new fic from a writer who came on the scene like a ray of sunshine and soon became a regular in our inboxes;

Lizzie Lee 
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Her new fic sort of terrifies me, since I'm a wimp about anything scary!  

Without further adieu, I give you ...

Scream Queen

Summary: After working on a horror film with hotshot director, Edward Cullen, Bella has finally had her big breakthrough as an actress in Hollywood. Unfortunately, the fame has introduced a dangerous man into her life. A man who watches her every move. Will her former director and ex-lover be able to save her or will the dark side of fame consume them both? 





I’ve always wanted to be an actress, even dreamt about it as a little girl, but now that I finally have it, I find that it’s nothing like I’d thought it would be. It’s caused me to become completely manic. It’s the fame I can’t seem to handle. I feel so exposed and on display every single day of my life. It hasn’t even been six months since the movie came out and I already feel like there’s nothing in my life that’s my own. Maybe I’m just acting like an angsty teen, and as so many people have kindly pointed out, I could always act more grateful. I’m not trying to be a spoiled bitch, it’s just that I’ve dreamt of being an actress, not a sideshow freak.



I feel as though I’m barely famous, yet I already have a crazed fan that can’t seem to focus his energies on anything other than me. At first, I was flattered, never being one to receive fan mail from anyone, I’m more used to dealing with creepy sexual comments on my Instagram, but nothing praising my work. However, that feeling of importance morphed into paranoia as his letters continued to pour in. The details became disgusting, yet the handwriting of the letters was so eloquent that it looked as if he’d invested a lot of time writing to me. That thought freaks me out most of all. I couldn’t imagine this strange man sitting down and writing me a sexually charged letter, describing his sick voyeuristic intentions, in beautiful cursive.

I push those unpleasant thoughts from my mind, realizing that a dreary parking garage in the late hours of the night, isn’t the best place to reminisce on my creepy stalker situation. As I continue to walk toward my car parked in the furthest corner on the third level of the garage, I can’t ignore the uneasy feeling that overcomes me. Something wrong, I can feel it in the pit of my stomach as I trudge through the garage. It feels like I’m slowly ascending the hill of a roller coaster, my stomach dropping with fear, as I wait for the fall to come. Careful to make as little sound as possible, I reach into my small purse and pull out my key ring. I hold it in my palm and allow my keys to slide through my fingers, until I’m resembling Wolverine. Thank you, Oprah for that entire self-defense segment you did on your show. 

I charge toward my Civic with my key tightly in hand. If anyone’s here, I’m not giving them the chance to grab me. I wait until the very last second to unlock my car, not wanting whoever I’m sensing to jump into the passenger seat beside me. As soon as the car is unlocked, I reach for the door, taking a deep breath before I swing it open. You did it, Swan. See, there was nothing for you to worry about. As soon as that thought is finished, I feel something wrap around my ankle and yank me to the wet, concrete garage floor. My head smacks against the concrete with a thud, and the iron taste of blood fills my mouth as I gasp for air. My head is spinning and my eyes are unable to focus due to the impact. I see stars, and watch them twinkle and explode in front of my eyes as I stare up at the fluorescent light ceiling of the parking garage.
Move, Swan! You’ve got to move if you want to live!
My gaze falls to my feet, and I find a set of piercing blue eyes staring back at me. They look so twisted and familiar, and they’re so handsome I’m stunned for a second before I pull my free leg back and kick him in the throat. I want to smile as I hear him choke and gasp for air, but I’m too focused on getting as far away from this man as possible. I don’t make it far while he’s distracted. I’m distracted too, I need to get the hell out of here or I’ll be plastered on every magazine with headlines that read, ‘Hollywood’s New Scream Queen Found Dead.’ I turn away from my attacker, just for a moment, while I reach for the keys that I dropped on the floor in the scuffle.

They’re so close, taunting me from just a few inches away from my reach. My fingers walk across the concrete, moving closer and closer before I’m stretching my middle finger as far as I can manage to touch the key ring. As soon as I feel the familiar silver ring, I smile, happy for a single moment as I drag the object toward me. It is then that the back of my ankle feels like it’s being punched. It’s a strange feeling, and I grow horrified as I realize I can’t move my foot. I feel something wet trickling down my foot and glance down, my eyes bug out as soon as I realize the wet feeling is my blood. I’ve been stabbed! My body doesn’t feel the pain right away, but as soon as I see the gushing blood, the white-hot, blinding pain shoots through my body. I cry out, hoping that someone will hear me, although at this time of night it’s just wishful thinking.

As my body burns with pain and anger, I know what I must do. If I’m going to make it out of here alive, I know I’ll have to overpower him. Holding the sharpest key between my fingers, I swing my hand forward and my fist makes contact with his cheek. I want to vomit as I feel his skin break with a pop and I watch my key disappear inside of his cheek. As he cries out in agony, the knee of my uninjured leg comes up and slams against his groin, catching him even more off-guard, allowing me to flip so I’m on top of him.
I pull my key out of his cheek and throw it inside of my car before using all my strength to pull myself into the driver’s seat. I hear him moaning on the ground, crying out for me to save him. My entire body is shaking with fear and it isn’t until I slam the door of my car and lock it, that I realize I’m fucking crying. From my safe spot in my car, I look down at him through my car window, seeing he’s crawling away from my car and picks up his discarded shank. I quickly put my keys into the ignition, relief floods over me and I smile mirthlessly as my car roars to life.

“I’m so sorry, beautiful!” He shouts, with an eerie look of innocence on his face. “Please, let me make it up to you.” 

Luckily, there isn’t a single car on the road for me to crash into. I don’t bother giving my attacker another look as I race down the empty street as fast as my Civic can go. I fly through traffic lights as tears fall down my face as I sob out of pain, frustration, and fear. I barely register where I’m going until I get there.

“Please, Edward,” I beg, although I can’t understand what I’m trying to communicate.

“Bella, everything’s alright,” he assures me, as he wraps one arm around my shoulder and slides one beneath my knees.

“Edward, I think he fou—“ I trail off before everything goes black. 

Whew ... coming out of hiding now ... but wow.

Check out Lizzie's FF Profile   

https://www.fanfiction.net/u/8500139/highlanderprincess

Scream Queen will begin posting in about 2 weeks.

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Classic ... from the FF vault




This fic comes to us from Vicki Molnar, our first guest on the blog. I asked her to use her discretion and choose a completed oldie ... For this one, Vicki said she went out of her comfort zone, since she had never ventured into this genre ... BDSM.  


I’m not much into BDSM stories, but I met the author of “The Bound Series” in Mobile, Alabama at the Southern Meet-up in 2016.  She discussed her research and discussion with people who participate in the lifestyle.  I was fascinated and the fact that the stories were also a Mafia fan fiction led me to read them.

I was absolutely enamored with the first chapter.  The writer handles the scenes respectfully but at the same time scorchingly hot.  She includes pictures within the stories which adds to the steaminess.  (Don’t read this at work or where small children can see your screen!). 

Her characters are so very devoted to each other and to the lifestyle and she has created a Bella that, while Edward’s submissive during playtime, has no problem becoming the head of her crime family.

The end of the first story has you yearning for more of their story and the author has blessed the fandom with a 3 story saga.


ROOKIE in the house ... sillygilly




The first Rookie to make the ranks is sillygilly with a fic called Grenache.

After hitting rock bottom in an abusive relationship, Bella meets Edward after suffering through a devastating crisis. Can he save her? Will she even let him?
This one is a heartwarming fic that begins with a glimpse into the bond between Jacob and Bella who have been friends since they were kids.  
While he left after graduation, Bella's situation kept her in Forks.  A short time later, a stranger arrived in town and Bella begins a relationship with him that changes her from the girl Jacob remembers.  

Excerpt from chapter one

Bella slowly pulled herself off the bed and made her way gingerly into the bathroom.

She did not allow herself a look in the mirror.

As the shower warmed, Bella undressed the rest of the way and stepped into the scalding hot water. Her pale skin immediately reddened under its spray.  She scrubbed her body until she was sure she would bleed and the water had cooled.

She stepped out, combed her hair and brushed her teeth, making herself feel as though it was any other night after a shift at the bar. Bella took a step and was soon reminded that it wasn’t, as the pain between her legs made itself evident. Her shoulders were sore, and she could see the bruises beginning to form around her wrists where James had held her.

She didn't bother to fix the sheets that her fists had pulled. Instead, she grabbed her pillows and walked into the living room. She lay on the couch and pulled the blanket from the back of it over her. There was complete silence as she focused on the sound of her breath.

A lone tear escaped her eye as she began to drift off. She prayed that sleep would come and she could wake up from this nightmare. 


Four years late with all contact lost, he returns ... what he finds devastates him.





It gets better from there ... trust me.  The three of them, yes, Edward is Jacob's best friend from college, make their way to California where they meet the rest of the Cullens.  



A little bit about the writer ...

I'm married. I live in KY. I have 3 fur babies that I love with all my heart. I decided to try my hand at writing because I've always wanted to leave my mark. I want to write something that people can't put down. That makes them lose track of time

https://www.fanfiction.net/u/8581449/SillyGilly2713