Boxing Out by MeilleurCafe
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7534919/1/Boxing_Out
Bella is a little lost while trying to make a new life in the Big Apple. Edward is a Manhattan police officer who knows it to the core. They meet at court. Will this new romance be a slam dunk? AH; M for language and lemons. Twilight - Rated: M
Reviewed by: evilnat
If you like your stories a little fluffy, with some humor and tiny bit of drama thrown in, you will love Boxing Out by MeilleurCafe.
Bella is relatively new in New York and doesn’t have many friends. Her workmate Rose, saves her from the advances of sleazy Mike Newton, and invites her out for the night. She feels a little indebted to Rose for saving her from Mike and meets her where her boyfriend Emmett and some of his mates play basketball at the piers. She and Rose, along with Alice (Jasper is one of Emmett’s mates) watch the guys play and Rose mentions their third teammate Edward.
Bella is interested from the beginning and it appears that Edward might be too.
Bella could see Edward laughing as he wiped his forehead with the bottom of his shirt. He walked to the back of the court and glanced up, meeting her gaze. His eyes widened briefly, as if she'd taken him by surprise; and her hands, which were twisting open the cap to her water bottle, stopped mid-turn. She couldn't move for a few seconds.
Edward stumbled slightly, his sneakers squeaking a protest against the floor. This distraction was brief but rewarding. Everything he saw in that ephemeral moment was soft: soft hair, soft dark eyes; a soft, warm expression.
He straightened up and turned to face the guy he was guarding. As he moved into position, his gaze slid back to Bella one more time, so quickly and furtively she wasn't sure if she imagined it.
"Like what you see?" Rosalie purred, leaning in and startling Bella.
"Cut it out, Rose."
"Hey, ain't nothing to be ashamed of. Edward's a great guy. Cute, too, but I think you figured that out."
She agrees to go to dinner with the group afterward, and is introduced to Edward. They hit it off right from the start, and get to know each other a little; they share a similar sense of humor. Edward is a cop, with a love for art and is eager to see Bella again, he shows up at her work a couple of days later. He invites her out to the Museum of Modern Art.
She didn't hear from Edward that night, or the next. But Bella refused to become nervous. Their connection wasn't tenuous. She was somehow sure of it.
Like a pigeon who stubbornly returns each time he's chased away, Mike dropped by Bella's cubicle again that afternoon. He slumped into the empty chair in her office, uninvited and unwanted.
"Hey, girl," he said with the familiarity he always assumed. "Weekend's almost here. What's going on?"
Short of insulting him, which she didn't want to do because they worked together, Bella wondered how she could get the message across that she was just not interested.Worse, she wished it was Edward who was asking her about the weekend. She used to dislike Mike for who he was. Now, she resented him for who he wasn't.
"I have plans," she said firmly, not wanting to elaborate for Mike.
A rap at her doorless door frame saved her. Rosalie was standing there with Edward.
He was here, in her office.
Unexpectedly.
In uniform.
Bella swallowed, hard.
She immediately smoothed her jacket and gave silent thanks that she'd chosen one of her favorites today, a turquoise suit that always prompted compliments. Her hair…well, it fell in a messy wave past her shoulders, but there wasn't anything she could do about that at the moment.
"Hey Bella. Look who came upstairs to say hi," said Rose, who was about the only person Bella knew who could pull off this casual act. "We thought we'd stop by. Oh. Hey, Mike," she said, finally acknowledging him. "This is Edward Cullen, a very good friend of Bella's. And mine. Mike Newton works in our accounting department," she said, turning to Edward and rolling her eyes when Mike couldn't see.
Edward regarded Mike with a neutral expression as his police instincts kicked in: stay cool, assess the situation, and react accordingly. He knew right away that Mike had an interest in Bella – it was her office, and it didn't appear that he was there to talk business – but a key piece of evidence was missing; namely, Bella's feelings for the guy. It was best to play nice, at least for the moment.
He stuck out his hand. "Good to meet you."
"Yeah, same here," Mike said cordially. "You look kind of familiar."
"This is my precinct."
"So, you're a cop, huh?"
"What gave it away?" Edward smiled like Officer Friendly.
Edward is hot, sweet, a little bit protective and very interested in Bella. Bella is a little apprehensive but very excited about a new relationship with Edward. There is a chemistry between them from the start that is obvious. It is just inevitable that they will end up together.
There was a small courtyard outside the museum entrance, right near the gift shop as they exited. The glass wall behind them reflected the white and red lights of cars moving slowly along 53rd Street. Bella had long thought she might never be a true New Yorker, but suddenly that didn't matter. She felt like she belonged here now, like there was significance to her life that was tied more to who she was now, and not her "what" or "where."
She put her hand on his arm to stop him. "Wait. Let's come here again. I want to spend the whole day with you next time you're off." Bella felt a sudden urgency to demand it, as if she'd never have another chance that meant this much.
Wordlessly, Edward pulled her to him, encircling her face with his hands. He kissed her hard, the way he'd wanted to in the presence of Van Gogh. He felt her stiffen in surprise, then melt almost immediately. Every emotion drawn up by what she'd just said - to know this place meant as much to her as it did to him - was poured right out into his kiss. Bella returned it, sigh for sigh, stroke for stroke, as she sank into the warm softness of his lips and tongue.
Each kiss is like a chapter in a story that leaves me wanting more, wanting to see what happens next. And Edward really knows how to tell a story.
He kissed his way down her neck, inhaling the light scent he'd enjoyed upstairs in the gallery. He closed his eyes and pressed his lips one more time near her collar, then drew back to take in her face. They smiled at one another, keeping what may have been the softest silence in New York outside of a church until Edward broke the spell.
It’s a slow burn but worth the read. There are some other little details in there that gives the characters a little more depth that I won’t spoil for you, but really it’s a great ride watching them learn about each other and grow closer.
There are only five chapters so far but I am enjoying Boxing Out a lot. The writing is great, it’s in third person but it’s done really well. I would recommend it to anyone looking for something new and fluffy.
Nat
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Dogstar by Spanglemaker9-rec'd by Nic
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8087942/1/Dog_Star
One choice is made and everything changes. Paths diverge, lead astray, and still lead home. AU.
Twilight - Rated: M
Reviewed by: JedigirlSC
Spanglemaker9 has written some great angsty AH romances, but now we get to read her first AU.
Edward is SO TIRED of being alone and around happily mated couples.
Dogstar is like canon Twilight, but in this story, Edward leaves Forks after the first day of Biology. Terrified and ashamed of what he wanted to do to Bella and her classmates, he goes to Alaska and stays there for three years. With Tanya. The Cullens all go their separate ways. It feels like their family has imploded.
But don’t panic, because this is an Edward/Bella story!
But why? How could he? The thought of Edward and Bella being separated for so long seems too sad to read about.
BUT….
Edward’s leaving changes the course of canon events.
Bella didn’t ask Jacob to tell her scary stories to learn about vampires and wolves and did not get romantically attached to Jacob after Edward broke up with her.
There was no vampire baseball game to attract James, Victoria, and Laurent.
Victoria did not create a vampire army to avenge her mate.
Riley was not changed.
*RILEY WAS NOT CHANGED.*
Three years later at college, Bella meets Riley and they develop a serious relationship.
Bella decides to major in Literature.
After three years with Tanya, Edward knows he has to stop “settling” with Tanya and needs to move on. He and Tanya decide to go on vacation separately, and Edward goes to visit Alice and Jasper. Alice cheerfully persuades Edward to major in Literature with her, since they have never majored in that before.
Edward and Alice see Bella in class, and they develop a cautious friendship with her and they become study partners. Riley picks up Bella one time and immediately notices Edward and Alice’s unusual appearance and feels threatened by Edward.
We are familiar with Alice knowing the future, but this story illustrates how Alice sees the future unfolding:
Minor (visions) involving those she was closest to came through as sharp as a film, and just as precise. …. They were like photographs.
The others—the hints and future possibilities—were like underdeveloped Polaroids, with washed out color and obscured details. No amount of squinting would bring them into focus until they were ready.
It was like putting together a complicated puzzle of the sky, every piece nothing but blue, with no clues to tell you how they were supposed to fit together.
The story has beautiful writing and has twists and turns that are different from canon. You get the feeling that it’s leading up to some big events and dangerous collisions.
It’s only Eight chapters so far, but the story gets you hooked and makes you drop everything when an update shows up.
I really love the story so far and anyone who loves AU and Spanglemaker9 stories needs to check this out!
Fan Fiction, Sex Gods and Single Girls by Bannerday-rec'd by Monica NP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7103047/1/Fan_Fiction_Sex_Gods_and_Single_Girls
After a series of awkward events, fan fic writer Bella finds new story inspiration in her hot-headed sexy neighbor, never dreaming just who might be reading her fic. Art imitates life imitates art. A fic within a fic. AH/Canon/Hilarity/UST/Love/Lemons Twilight - Rated: M
Reviewed by: Nole Bucgrl
After a series of awkward events, fan fic writer Bella finds new story inspiration in her hot-headed sexy neighbor, never dreaming just who might be reading her fic. Art imitates life imitates art. A fic within a fic. AH/Canon/Hilarity/UST/Love/Lemons
I had the joy of discovering this story when it was only two chapters and I’ve enjoyed the ride with these characters the whole way. How can you not when the beginning includes an angry black silk pajama clad Edward sporting a hard on yelling at a confused new neighbor, Bella, who is so distracted by said hard on that she puts a hat that says asshole on it? Yes, she hung an asshole hat on Edward’s dick. To say that I was hooked from that moment would be an understatement.
"Hey, Asshole! Get the fucking hell out of the goddamned, motherfucking, piece-of-shit, cockblocking truck!"
Bella scrambled out of the truck, looking up and facing the source of the screaming to see what was wrong and why this person was yelling at the top of his lungs.
The volatile young man, standing just outside the driver's door and spewing the invectives, was red-faced and breathing hard as he spit the words out viciously. The vein in his forehead was bulging and throbbing as he ranted. Suddenly his eyes widened in surprise as he yelled and looked at her more carefully.
Edward had realized two things while yelling:
First, he had noticed that the guy exiting the truck was built rather slightly; only about five and a half feet tall at the very most.
The second thing Edward had realized was that the guy was a girl.
KA-BLAM!
Holy shit! The guy's a girl?
Caught totally unawares with this newest development, Edward was forced to continue to shout over the noise of the running truck engine.
"Holy shit! You're a girl!"
"Yes, I'm a girl!" She shouted back.
Why on Earth would that be important? And why didn't I shut off the engine?
"I had no idea you were a girl! How was I supposed to know you were a girl?
Yes, Edward was busy getting a blowjob when Bella showed up to start unloading her boxes. She’s moving in across the street from our hard on sporting hero and he assumes she’s a guy when he confronts her for ruining his morning.
Bella had looked up into the face of her verbal attacker the moment she had climbed out of the truck. And in that split second, Bella had noticed several things about the man who continued shouting at her, only inches from her face:
She realized the agitated young man was absolutely beautiful, with such an unusual shade of hair that she wondered fleetingly if it was the product of a bottle of dye. He had thick, arching brows that framed spectacularly bright green and luminous eyes, rimmed with long lashes. His nose was straight but for a very slight bump that gave it character. The shape of his mouth when he wasn't yelling was lovely, despite the vulgarity that flowed so freely from it. He had a scruffy growth of beard, the stubble of which covered his strong jaw and reached down his neck toward his bare chest and the carved beauty of spectacularly defined pectoral and abdominal muscles.
Her eyes had been drawn further downward, taking in that lovely, perfect trail of hair and she was just able to make out the uppermost line of the thatch that was below. Oh. My. Freaking. God! So, yes, his hair…on his head…must be his natural color by all indications of the shade of his…
Bella abruptly noticed he was only wearing black…possibly silk…pajama pants, tied at the waist…no, no; much lower, at the hips,…and they might just fall off…no they won't because he's…
Holy shit! He's hard! Ohmygod he's hard! And he's so…protuberant!
KER-POW!
Oh. My. Freakin'. Gah! How did I not notice that he's erect? And he's talking to me out here in broad daylight with that…thing…just…right there!
Indeed, Bella, what are you supposed to do about that thing that’s just right there? They argue for a bit about her truck making all that noise and him thinking she was a man but our poor Bella just can’t stop noticing a certain protuberant member.
Bella couldn't do it. If they were going to continue their shouting match she just couldn't do it while he stood there with that big…thing…in his pants waving around and demanding her attention. In one swift move, Bella reached up and removed the hat from her head, releasing her wild mane of hair and hanging the hat…directly on his …hard-a-ma-jigger…because it was just too damn distracting to try to talk to him with that thing waving in her face.
The jerk was stunned into silence as he stood there, looking down at the baseball cap that was now hanging from his attention-grabbing, masculine appendage. He looked back up at her face, his mouth agape and his eyes wide with shock.
Yeah, Edward didn’t quite expect to have his dick turn into a hat rack, but that’s what makes life so much fun, isn’t it? The unexpected surprises. Of course, Bella didn’t really know what to do about it either.
"So get out of my face! I'm sorry I disturbed things for you this morning! Obviously you were busy…with…that!" She pointed in the vague direction of his hat covered crotch, once again blushing furiously.
Bella turned on her heel and flew into her home, slamming the door behind her in total mortification and sinking to the floor. She hung her head in her hands. She was completely upset about dicks and hats and dicks who had taken her hat and did she really want a hat back that had been hanging from someone's dick? How do you even start that conversation? "Excuse me; can I have my hat back from your dick? Is your dick done with my hat yet?"
I wonder if Miss Manners ever wrote a column about how best to reacquire your asshole hat after you’ve hung it on your angry new neighbor’s cock. If not, why not? Talk about your memorable meeting.
Our Bella is a writer of fanfiction for the Written in the Stars books, a wildly successful book turned film starring Pat Robinson etc. Bannerday has a great time twisting our Twi-guys and gals into a different fiction story, Ethan Collins being the Edward of the books and movies while our Edward is the Edward of this story. It sounds convoluted but it’s really a lot of fun.
Like many a fanfic writer, Bella uses real life inspiration and starts a new story in which Ethan and Stella meet the exact same way. You get to see the fanfiction within the fanfiction and Bella’s interaction with her readers, her beta, etc. It’s a lot of fun and you’ll enjoy the twists to fics we’ve all read and enjoyed as well.
Of course, Bella and Edward have interactions from there and the tone of their relationship begins to change, much like she plans for Ethan and Stella in her fic. Real life may imitate art and then art will imitate the real life or something thereabouts! It’s a fun story and I rec it highly. An asshole hat on a dick…what more do you need?
My Sweet Variable by LifeInTheSnow-rec'd by Nic
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7762489/1/My_Sweet_Variable
He white-knuckles his pen, dragging a line of ink across the page. I can guess which passage he's marking: "All things truly wicked start from an innocence." Hemingway wouldn't have known about us. No one does. Teenage E/B, AH, quasi-dystopian. Twilight - Rated: M
Reviewed by: Rochelle Walker
Having read Branching Inward, I was confident that the writing style and content of Life in the Snow's new fic, My Sweet Variable,would appeal to me as well. She's pretty masterful at fleshed out, genuine characterizations and plots that meander and flow with purpose and beauty.
Anyway, to say that her new story exceeded expectation would be an understatement.
It's so good! It's completely unlike anything else I've read: intrigue, mystery, dystopian. So good. Since its inception, it's intrigued m and kept me guessing –not just with the main plot and its twists, but the subplot (...which, maybe is the main plot in a way) of Edward and Bella's relationship.
On the surface, Edward and Bella are both controlled, capable characters. They're extremely good at what they do (which I won't touch on because it's better to read it within the story). However, they're both completely vulnerable when it comes to each other, and instead of dancing around it in a way that feels contrived or ridiculous, they sort of ease in to it. I could almost feel the mutual marveling.
I begin to rear back so I can see his face, but he's holding me so fast and tight. I feel his lips on my skin. It's different. Insistent and brazen. The way he clutches me to him—it's the way you hold a thing you don't expect to let go of. He's never held me this way before.
I feel a sort of frenzy building, and it's coming from me. I kiss him back. I do. I taste him. I breathe him in. I match him pull for pull and grasp for grasp. I climb across the console and settle myself in his lap, sweaty and noisy.
"Bella. Oh, God," he says, panting, breathless. "I knew it. I knew it."
I should be embarrassed by the noises I'm making, but I can't bring myself to care. I just keep searching for some way—any way—to let everything I'm feeling come out. It's a lot.
He thumbs wetness away from the corners of my eyes. "I know," he says. "It's okay." I can hear giddiness in his voice, and instead of feeling guilty, I feel my heart puff up. I glow.
I think one of the things I like best, besides this author's consistently flawless writing (technically speaking) and the welcome lack of cliché, is the two interwoven plots. A lot of stories have a plot and then the romance on the side, but the way it's done here is so fresh and so original.
Definitely one of the stories I drop everything to read.
The Love Boat by Twilly-rec'd by Obsmama/Nic
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8083461/1/The_Love_Boat
Love, exciting and new. Come Aboard. We're expecting you. Love, life's sweetest reward. Let it flow, it floats back to you. Best friends, a childhood crush, a free cruise, and a ship full of swingers. Twilight - Rated: M
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Reviewed by: Obsmama
The Love Boat just the title alone stirs up memories of my grandmother drinking a martini. letting me eat the olive while she watched the classic tv show. But this isn’t grandma’s Love Boat. Bella and Edward who haven’t seen each other since high school are duped by Alice in to pretending to be a married couple while on a Swingers Cruise. COME ON...hijinks aplenty ensue and maybe a little unrequited love isn’t so unrequited...
When I was asked to write this review not only was I excited but I was a little bit nervous. I was nervous because I had no idea to translate how fantastic this story really is. There is so much humor and love infused in each chapter I just wanted to do it justice. Then I thought why not let Twilly’s words sell it for me.
As we stood in line to check our luggage, the realization that he'd actually played me bothered me more and more. "So did they actually teach you that in 'I can get anything I want charm school'?" I whispered.
His brows furrowed, and he tilted his head in confusion. "What?"
"You know, did they teach 'how to get your way by making the other person think they're doing you a favor,' right after Winking 101?""
Winking 101?" He chuckled in disbelief.
I crossed my arms over my chest and raised an eyebrow to silently challenge him. I saw his light, fun demeanor change. He reached for my elbow and drew me closer, leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Look, I'm sorry I carried your fucking bag, but you're not doing a very good job hiding your little temper tantrum. Now, don't freak out, but I'm going to kiss you on the cheek so all these people think we're whispering sweet nothings in each other's ears. Now smile," he said through gritted teeth. "And start acting like you're not disgusted by the sight of me. There'll be plenty of time for that when we get on the boat."
I smiled as he pressed his soft lips to my cheek and pulled back to deliver one more on the tip of my nose.
"Good girl," he whispered.
I am lucky enough to be one of Twilly’s prereaders and something I always tell her constantly is when Edward winks I melt. He is swoony and doesn’t take Bella’s shit which makes her crazy in every way. There is intense sexual attraction right off the bat and the complication of being surrounded by couples looking to swap, only intensifies everything. Oh and maybe Bella mistakenly thinking Edward is gay might cause a misunderstanding or two lol. The characters are well thought out and attention to detail is phenomenal. If you have read this author before you know her humor is unparalleled but she can also tell one heck of a love story and only 6 chapters in I can feel how deep the connection is between them.
I also love that there is a real story of friendship here not only between Bella and Edward but with their relationships with Alice and Jasper as well. It add such a richness to them. I hope you come aboard and see what kind of trouble these characters get into, things are just starting to heat up!
"Jasper!" I cheered, excitedly. "Oh my god! What the hell happened to your head?
"Before he could answer, I remembered that I hadn't introduced him to my new friend. "Paolo, this is my…my…umm…what air you to me?" I asked, looking at Jasper to my right. I turned back to the bartender. "I don't know what he is, he's my fake husband's cousin's huzband. Does that make him my second fake husband, once removed? Or, maybe he's my best friend's husband, well, he's kind of my best friend too, but not as bestest as his wife and he's hur husband. It's something like that." I laughed at my own hilarity.
"It's nice to meet you Jasper, and Edward," Paolo said in his beautiful island accent while shaking each of their hands.
"I'll tell you another secret, Paolo. See them ugly black socks he's wearing?" I pointed to Jasper's feet. "He only wears 'em to make my best friend earrritated, because then she'll have hot monkey sex with him."
Jasper blushed. I made him blush! Score one for me. I want to make Edward blush too.
"What 'bout you, Eddered, do you like hot monkey sex?"
"I don't know. I can't say I've ever had sex with a monkey," he said, completely serious.
"Ha ha," I said, giving him the side eye. Edward was sitting there all sexy-smirky. "Bonobos have the dirtiest monkey sex."
His eyebrow quirked, and he opened his mouth to say something, but then he shook his head slightly like he'd changed his mind.
"Ha! I gotcha there!" I pointed at him.
"But bonobos aren't monkeys," he playfully argued, leaning toward me a little bit.
"They are not," I said, excitedly.
"They're apes. Grape apes. I mean great apes. I love that you know that."
He nodded and finally blushed.
"Bonobos are the dirty lil' secret of the animal kingdom," I said lowly, leaning into him a bit more.
"Is that so?"
"They're the only non-human aminals to have missionary sex," I said with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh really?"
"Yep." I nodded. "They also tongue kiss, have orgies to reduce group tension, and the males penis fence."
Edward's eyes crinkled as he broke into a full laugh. He was even more beautiful than normal.
"They sound like they'd be right at home on the ship; as a matter of fact, I had someone offer to penis fence with me on my way here.
"I gasped. "No way! What did you tell him?"
"I told him my wife wouldn't let me," he said, winking at me.
"You did? That's so sweet. You gave up penis fencing just for me!" I squealed, clapping my hands together.
Jasper tapped the bar in front of me to get my attention.
"Jasper, would you give up penis fencing for your wife?" I asked, then quickly added, "Alice is my best friend, so you better say 'yes.'"
"Yes," Jasper said dryly. He didn't seem very amused.
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