Sharp Turn Saga by Faye Byrd

Sharp Turn Saga
by Faye Byrd
Available on Amazon

Sharp Left Turn by April Salter/ Faye Byrd is a story about what matters most in life.

Family

Follow Easton Wilder as she embarks on a journey she never dreamed she’d take. When she meets Tristan Ashby, everything becomes clear, and she knows what she must due to ensure her son has a fighting chance.

These characters will surround you with humor, love, and determination, as two families unite to make the impossible happen.


Click Here to Find Faye Byrd on Amazon

MOBWARD ALERT

In light of all the Mobward interest I've seen recently, I wanted to bring to light the fact that the stories listed below have all been continued from the We Love Mobward Contest we had one year ago.
There were 27 great entries and these 11 have been extended, and I know there are a few more that will be coming soon.

Duplicity Pen Name: Sunshine1220
Married to the Mob Pen Name: Tufano79
Lucky Girl Pen Name: DaerenDydear
The Next Mrs. Cullen Pen Name: Aliciaw68
Operation Nail the Swan Pen Name: Fyrebyrd
Killa saves the Bee Pen Name: ceceprincess1217
It’s Time Pen Name: Honeymoon Edward
Under The Gun Pen Name: dustybritches01
Crosshairs Pen Name: ericastwilight
Is this the Worst Time To Kiss You Mujer
The Boss Edwards's Eternal
The Celtic Wolf Pen Name: up2late
Cappo Di Tutti Capi Pen Name: MeteorOnAMoonlessNight

Here is the FF link to the contest ...




From <https://www.fanfiction.net/u/8713588/We-Love-Mobward-Contest>


ENJOY!!

From the FF Vault ... Beneath-this-Sky

Beneath this Sky by Bedelia

Reported by April Salter/Fryegirl

I'm not a very gushy person, but when I read greatness, I want everyone I know to have that same experience. This fic, gahhh, I have no words.

Author envy; that's what I have.

From the prologue to the very last sentence, this tale is engrossing, imaginative and intricate. You'll spend the first ¾ of it collecting all the puzzle pieces and making guesses over what the final image could possibly be. And let me tell you, it's better than all your guesses.

I know the usual way to interest someone in a fic they've never read is to give them an awesome synopsis, but I can't do that. You need to not know what you're getting into because uncovering it on your own is one of the most amazing aspects.

I can give you some mind-easing basics, though. It is ExB HEA. They're both human, along with one of the best Jessicas ever. The rest of the crew are vamps, and the wolves also have a part to play. Some might call it post-apocalyptic, but it's set in current time (for when it was written) with an altered past.

If you can handle a plot that always has you wondering what's next, writing on the level of pattyrose (and I do not say that lightly), possible tears and chills racing across your skin, then please, go read this story now! How this fic isn't a “classic” already is beyond me. And, please, review, review, review!

I'm going to leave you with a scene. This one stands out to me. It showcases the author’s effortless style and awesome dialogue, without giving anything away.

"How long is your break?" he asked.

Glancing at her watch, she frowned. "I have about ten more minutes."

"Would you like to take a walk?"

"With you? Um, I don't know."

"Just a quick one. Around the block, maybe. We'll be back before you know it."

Something foreign tingled over her scalp and trickled down her spine. Suddenly, she felt light and airy. A laugh sneaked through her lips, though she couldn't say what was so funny. Everything was right in the world. The alley was charming. Broken glass may as well have been gemstones, given the way it glimmered. The shadows lurking in corners were cozy. A walk sounded like the best idea ever. She couldn't sit still―couldn't contain the euphoria that pulsed through her like an orgasm.

Why wasn't it wise or safe or whatever to take a walk in the middle of the night with a strange vampire? She couldn't remember, not with all of that lovely darkness begging to be explored. Maybe Jake would be upset, but she could make him understand, couldn't she? If he saw everything through new eyes, the way she did, he would walk with them and they would be friends. He probably wouldn't even care that Jasper was a vampire.

Jasper extended a hand―such a nice hand. It was pretty, like the rest of him, like everything in the world. Before Bella could take it and tether her floating body to the earth, the hinges of the door let out another groan.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

Oh, it was Emmett. A different Emmett, though. Bella's Emmett never spoke in that voice―so hard and rough. It was like listening to a freight train try to form words. The pretty hand vanished as a body slammed against the wall of the bar. Emmett pushed a thick arm against Jasper's throat until red dust scattered onto the ground: crumbled bits of the bricks at Jasper's back.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Emmett asked again, this time in a whisper.

Jasper's eyes went wide, as if he was just waking up. With that, Bella's good mood popped like a soap bubble.

What had he done to her? More importantly, if Emmett hadn't shown up, what would he have done to her? Jasper's gaze flitted to Bella as anger seeped in and set her trembling. No. No. How dare he? She wasn't going to end up as some vampire's midnight snack.

Maybe Emmett would let her borrow his hand so she could punch said vampire without hurting herself.

"It wasn't planned," Jasper said, "if that counts for anything."

Emmett growled. "It really doesn't."

Jasper's mouth moved in the same way Garrett's had on the day the visitors showed up. All Bella heard was a low whoosh that went up at the end like a question, but it made Emmett press harder.

"Yeah, and Rose does too, and you know it," Emmett said.

"I do. I'm sorry. It won't happen again."

Instead of shoving him back inside, like Bella expected, Emmett escorted Jasper to the end of the alley. Just before Jasper ran into the street, Bella thought she heard Emmett say something about Raiders.

"Look," Emmett said as he walked back to her side, fiddling with the strap of his eye patch, "you should probably stay away from him as much as you can. He's kind of dangerous, and―shit. That just makes him sound more appealing, doesn't it? I know I probably seem paranoid and over-protective, but I don't want to see you get hurt."

The story is told in third person, focusing on Bella. My advice. Don’t let that aspect carry any weight when you’re trying to piece it all together or come up with possible scenarios. Open your mind to all the possibilities!

Awesome side note for readers who like couples aside from ExB, she has other stories that I can't imagine being anything other than amazing. Some people just have it, and this girl does.

Run, Read, Review,

Fyre

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8396816/1/Beneath-this-Sky

Classic from the FF Vault ... A Crack in the Door

A lonely bartender on Cape Cod and a mysterious girl next door. Who is this girl, and why does she cry every night? More importantly, why does he care? Together they form a tentative friendship through a crack between their doors. Will the crack open wide enough to let love in? A story of intimacy, healing and hope.

As reported by ~ChristyWIX

I just finished reading A Crack in the Door, and I just adored it, from start to finish. It grabbed you right from the first chapter. A tale about two broken, no, not broken, just bent, souls that find each other. Just one of the tragedies they both faced would have torn apart most people, yet these two survived and thrived.

From the very special way they met, through a crack in the door, through their whole relationship, it was such an incredible journey.

The side characters were canon, yet slightly different than the norm. You’ll understand what I mean once it is read. The Charlie in this one has to be, hands down, one of my most favorite ones yet. Carlisle and Esme were so supportive of Edward. And an Alice who was so cute. The way Carlisle spoke to Alice was so funny at times. Mrs. Cope was absolutely delightful. You will love the side characters just as much as the main ones.

This is a must-read for any true TwiFanFic reader out there.

A Crack in the Door

By: jane-with-a-y

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8874295/1/A-Crack-in-the-Door

Encore ... Eala by Alyscia

Eala     

By ALyscia

Edward Cullen and Bella Swan have an instant attraction from the first night he walks into her pub. The mob boss and the enforcer's daughter have more in common than they know. Danger is the name of the game, but they must be willing to sacrifice their love for their safety. Will their secrets stay hidden, or will they spill along with their blood?Not that we ever thought we would end up in love. In the beginning it was an arrangement that grew into something that we don’t regret, but our hearts will never be the same. Here we are, fingers playing with our Claddagh rings. We wear them on our right hands with the heart facing towards us, showing that we are in a relationship. We’re committed, but we can never move forward. “You know I would risk the world to be with you.” I lay on my stomach, leaning on my elbows to look at him. “And you are my world, which is why I’m not risking it. I can’t live in a world without you. Saol gan tú tá sé cosúil le oíche gan réaltaí.” I try not to melt into a puddle of goo with his words. “Ceart go leor.” I’m not in the mood to continue this argument that we have had continuously over the last month since we almost risked being caught. “How long do we have?” I find myself tucked into his side, running my fingers through his chest hair.

This new story will begin posting on November 30th.

https://www.fanfiction.net/u/1943278/Alyscia

RETURN!! ... Long Way to Christmas by That'sMzPeachesTYVM

Long Way to Christmas

By: That'sMzPeachesTYVM

One chapter of this fic will be posted daily, along with teasers until it is completed. Starting 11/25/17

She is brilliant and beautiful, and well respected at a very young age in her field, but she is all alone. No family. No friends outside of work. He is alone by choice, punishing himself for the sins of his past, but he has family to give him strength. Will a chance encounter, and a daily trip out of her way lead her to the family and place of belonging she so craves?
Long Way to Christmas

Pentwater is a very small tourist town on the Lakeshore of Western Michigan, and only a fifteen-minute drive from her home in Hart. She had lived here for the last three years in her Uncle Charlie's house. She grew up visiting him every summer and knew the area well even before she moved to Michigan, intent on getting away from the constant heat and loneliness in Arizona.

Looking up, she saw the small convenience center that had been put in earlier that year. She had heard great things about the homemade pastries, chocolates, and house roasted coffees that were sold inside, and as she had yet to eat, decided she would take a look-see. After pumping the gas, she went inside to pay and was greeted with the most mouth-watering aromas she had smelled since her childhood—back when her Aunt Sue was still alive and would bake for her.

Thinking of Aunt Sue made her heart sad for a moment, and loneliness wrapped itself around her like a shroud. Aunt Sue and Uncle Charlie were the closest things she knew to stability growing up. She never had grandparents, as they passed on in her infancy, and she never knew who her father was.

She had moved back not only to get away from the heat of Arizona, but to find a sense of home, and Uncle Charlie had always provided that. At least he had been there for her graduation from Medical school and had celebrated with her when she finally reached her goal to become a Cardiothoracic Surgeon. Now she worked at Mercy Medical Center in Muskegon and was gaining respect from her peers and the medical community in general.
It was difficult looking at her life sometimes, realizing she was now thirty-five years old, and all alone. She had no family. She had no boyfriend. She didn't even have a pet because she didn't think it was fair to leave an animal alone for fourteen hours a day, four days a week.
She shook herself free of her lonesome thoughts, and looked around. The small store was homey feeling, and clean. As she approached the glass enclosure to look at the treats on display, her stomach grumbled. She heard a soft, deep chuckle from behind the counter at the coffee machine.

As Bella turned to ascertain to whom the laugh belonged, she was rooted in place by sea-green eyes. Utterly mesmerized, she didn't even hear the words being spoken to her until that same chuckle reverberated through her ears once again.

"Are you okay," said a soft baritone voice "is there something I can get for you?"

Bella blinked, and cleared her throat as she tried to pull herself together, and stop gaping.

Those eyes, Gah!

"Oh, yes. Yes, I'm fine." Bella blushed. "I-I was just looking at your display case, trying to figure out what I want to treat myself to."

"From the sounds of it, you haven't eaten yet," said the man with the gentle timbre and the beautiful green eyes. "How 'bout you let me fix you something substantial, and a cup of coffee before you dive into the sugar?" There was a twinkle in those verdant orbs.

She looked back up to take in the whole of the man behind the counter, reminding herself to show no expression at her perusal. She failed. Her lips parted and a small gasp escaped her as she beheld a wild crop of hair the color of a well-used penny, high cheekbones, sharp-angular jaw, and a beautifully anfractuous smile. He was quite tall—she estimated six foot two or three—with an athletic build. He was very handsome, and had a piercing gaze. She sucked in a deep breath, hoping that an influx of oxygen might help clear her head so that she could speak coherently.

"If I say yes, will I regret it?" Her face morphed into an impish smirk with one eyebrow raised.

"I'd like to think not." That crooked grin just grew as he drank in the view of her. He swept his eyes over her curvaceous figure, and fought to keep his thoughts in line. The last thing he wanted to do was to have to adjust himself in front of this stunningly beautiful stranger who had just breezed her way into his little store. He'd never seen her before, and hoped that she was not just a tourist. It was, after all the end of May, and beginning this weekend—Memorial Day weekend—the tourists would be out in force. He just hoped he would see this vision of loveliness again. In fact, he hoped he could keep her around for a while today.


"Why don't you go move your car from the pumps to a parking spot, then come back and relax at a table while I get you squared away?"


"I didn't place an order yet." Bella reminded him.


"Are you a vegetarian?" He grinned as Bella's face twisted into a grimace.


"What?"


"Are you a vegetarian?" He laughed. "It's a straightforward question."


"Um, no." She began to wonder if staying for breakfast was truly a wise idea.


"Are you lactose intolerant?"


"What is this, twenty questions?" Bella rolled her eyes playfully.


"No, but that's a great game to play over brunch. Are. You. Lactose. Intolerant? I promise this is not a trick question."


"No, I'm not a vegan, or intolerant." She blew out an amused breath. "I'm moving my vehicle now."


"Okay, see you in a second."


Bella looked at her reflection against the paint job of her Durango, and grimaced, wondering why the handsome man inside wanted to cook for her. At five foot three, and one hundred and seventy-five pounds, she was certainly nothing spectacular to look at in her opinion. She supposed that she had nice eyes, and a pretty enough face but she was no great catch. She reminded herself to just accept the friendly gestures. Friendship was all she could expect in her own mind. She never would have pictured a man such as that looking at her with desire in his eyes. She shrugged to herself, just knowing that she had misread his lingering gaze.


After the door closed behind her, Edward watched the beautiful woman walk to her large black SUV. As she approached it, she seemed to slow momentarily, and he saw her shoulders slump slightly. He was determined to brighten her day as she just had his.
There was something about her that was refreshing. She was gorgeous, and had a sense of humor. That was plain, but there was something more that drew him.

https://www.fanfiction.net/u/3266949/That-sMzPeachesTYVM

Pay It Forward Christmas Contest!

What’s more fun than receiving holiday cards from friends and family?  Especially the photo ones.  Lordy!  

Sometimes they can be so adorable, the ones where the little kids are all dressed in their finery  ...

But, sometimes they can be hideous.  Ugly sweaters,  ugly faces, ridiculous backgrounds.

We thought we might be able to have some fun with the idea.  So, this is our way of presenting our very first, Pay It Forward, Decemberward Contest.

Submit to us a photo you think depicts the way our very own Edward Cullen would be celebrating the December holidays. He could be single, with a date or with his family and friends.   Inside, outside, home or away.  Use your imagination and make him the best you can.

He can be Winterward, Holidayward, Decemberward, etc. 

Let’s have fun.  

Entries submitted no later than Dec 20th.

Winners announced December 25th 

There will be 3 Amazon Gift Cards awarded to 3 winners.  
Judges to be announced in the group. 

Each entry must have a photo on the front along with a caption or short story tying it together.