Saturday, November 19, 2022
TLS Special SNEAK PEEK Feature
Saturday, January 15, 2022
TLS Special SNEAK PEEK Feature
This week we are thrilled to feature LaMomo, author of fandom favorites Correct the Narrative and Business Class Girl. Today, she's sharing a preview of her upcoming fic Behind the Ivories.
by
LaMomo
Summary: A serious field accident ended Edward Cullen’s career as a war correspondent six years ago, and left him with more scars than are visible to the naked eye. After a personal and professional betrayal uprooted her life in Europe, Isabella Swan has navigated a sexist and elitist industry by smashing stereotypes and glass ceilings everywhere, one concert and one social media post at a time. They have nothing in common, until their worlds collide one fateful day for an interview that can’t be rescheduled. What kind of havoc will Isabella’s appearance wreak into Edward’s monotonous, solitary life? OlderWard. PianistElla. Set in Boston.
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Tuesday, September 6, 2011
TLS Fics of the Week 9/6 - 9/12/2011: Five Star Reviews of Four Sweet Fics
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7300037/1/All_Nighters
Edward Cullen needs a new assistant for when he travels. When Charlie, close friend and business partner, suggests Bella, Edward doesn't hesitate. After all, he knows what a bright young woman Bella is. His ex wife even used to babysit her. Drabble fic. Twilight - Rated: M
Review by: Mina Rivera
I admit having a thing for older men, and it’s quite obvious that Cara No does too.
All Nighters is Cara’s first endeavor into drabble fics. In it, she tells the story of Edward, a man who, at some point in his life, had it all and even had plans to make even bigger plans in his life. Things changed when he divorced his wife of many years, in a way we are just barely able to start seeing, and we are already on chapter 52.
But what brought this on?
Why are we just starting to see what Edward went through?
Is going through?
All because of the recent presence of a young woman who, in Edward’s eyes, was just a girl a few weeks ago: Miss Bella Swan, daughter of his business partner and dear friend Charlie Swan.
"Edward, you still looking for a new assistant?"
I nod absentmindedly, eyes still glued on the plans before me. Mind spinning. Last minute changes before the presentation of the new buildings in New York and London. Hopefully, James Hunter of the Hunter Group will be satisfied.
"Well, my Bella's looking for a job," Charlie says pointedly. "She's finally coming home."
He has my attention.
"Ah yes, she's graduated now, hasn't she?"
The smile of a proud father. And he has every right to be proud. Bella graduated High School at seventeen, and college at twenty-one. She's worked hard in Los Angeles, rarely coming home for visits.
Come to think of it, I don't think I've seen her since she left Seattle four years ago.
So you see, for Edward, Bella is just the daughter of his best friend that even his ex-wife used to babysit at one time.
Oh boy…. He’s in for a surprise!
Bella is so much more than meets the eye, and I’m gonna be totally mean here and leave it at that so you can get your assess in gear and start reading this jewel!
Just know that our Bella has a secret and she had a crush for our Edward while growing up.
I hug my Dad hard. I've missed him. "Good to be home. Mom says hi, by the way." I release him. "She took me to brunch after she picked me up at the airport-"
I stop before I start rambling. Dad already knows all this. He also knows I'm nervous about meeting Edward, so he smiles reassuringly and tells me everything will be fine. I have no doubt about that, but… fuck, this is Edward. The man I crushed wildly on when I was a teenager. Hell, my first orgasm belonged to him. I was fourteen, I remember.
Hey, if other girls could fantasize about older rock stars, I sure as fuck could fantasize about older architects.
And don’t we all?
Especially when that hot architect comes in an Edward Cullen package?
Edward is a man who wears his heart on his sleeve and who cares a lot about his friends; you can tell that as soon as he meets Bella he is going to put up a fight.
I'm momentarily stunned.
The woman standing in the doorway is just that; a woman. A stunning one.
What happened to the pretty girl?
"Edward, it's been so long." Soft voice but rich.
Snap out of it.
I do and I clear my throat.
"It certainly has, Bella."
Edward tries to fight the attraction by reminding himself how he has thought of Bella for a long time.
I go through the 'interview' on autopilot while I remind myself of a few important things… by typing them down.
…You're 38 years old, Edward… She's your business partner's daughter… Your ex-wife babysat her… 38 years old… she's 21… Charlie's little girl…
At the end of the 'interview' I force myself to smile for her.
Playfully I tell her, "Well, Ms. Swan. Welcome to Cullen/Swan Architecture."
Yes, he hires her.
And let me tell, we are in for a ride!
This Bella won’t back down once she realizes that her crush has developed an attraction for her too. She will pursue him; he will try to fight it, and what will become of them in the end?
That’s for you to find out and for Cara No to dot dot dot…
Now, go to read this drabble fic and don’t you dare to feel intimidated by the number of chapters. Some are very short, others are a little bit longer, but you can certainly expect tons of entertainment and hot fuck lemons, this is Cara No we are talking about after all!
Till the next time.
~ Mina
Firefly in Summer by Primarycolors
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6672297/1/Firefly_in_Summer
Edward finds himself back in the little beach town of his childhood when he inherits the local bar from his uncle. The elusive, pretty girl next door has killer legs, a sketchbook and secrets that are slowly eating her alive. Twilight - Rated: M
Review by: LaMomo
How many fics have we read that start with either Bella or Edward going back somewhere after a shit-load of years because….because something happened?
How many times do they end up staying wherever they went back to because they find "so much more than they bargained for"?
I know, LOTS. And I agree that sometimes it does get old. But what can you do, there's just so many plot bunnies you can come up with, right?
So how does this apparently common plot bunny get fleshed out and remodeled with a twist, and lose any kind of deja-vu feeling behind?
So does it happen that you get completely thrown for a loop, and are left there stranded, yearning for more?
The answer to these questions is in the 32 extant chapters of Firefly in Summer.
Summerside, Florida, is the backdrop to this gripping, heart-warming, drop-everything-to-read-the-update fic. Case in point, Edward travels back to Summerside where his uncle has just died, bequeathing him the bar he owned. Edward finds way more than he bargained for - his late uncle had a next-door neighbour who brought him cookies. Who talked to him. Who checked up on him. Who didn't let him die alone.
This neighbour is a shy, petite, early morning swimmer named Bella.
Edward is a cocky and consummated ladies' man, and his conquering instinct draw him towards her. His usual wiles have no luck. She pushes him away. He is a persistent son of a bitch, and keeps up his attempts. Until…
Until something clicks, and he gets that Bella has skeletons in her closet. That she's incredibly talented, sweet, quick-witted and caring, but also extremely lonely.
Each of them let their respective walls down a bit, and let each other in until their feelings get the best of them. Until they feel secure enough to share their pasts.
When everything looks perfect, reality sets in in a most brutal way.
Will they brave the storm? We are confident that they will. They will need to be brave, creative, open-minded and incredibly resourceful to get the better of the hand they've been dealt with.
And this is where the creative awesomeness starts. This is where everything starts to feel different. At one point, this story could have gone in a completely conventional way - the whole HEA standard package, complete with wedding bells. But no - PrimaryColors didn't go for that. She went for something actually unheard of. And, as outlandish as it might sound to you when you read it, you will be hooked. You will stay up at night. Miss your bus stop. Stop answering to people who talk to you.
I know I am being uncommonly and cruelly vague with this - but the plot twist can't really be given away without spoiling it all for you. I'll just say that Primarycolors has managed to take a fairly common plot bunny and has taken it for a wild spin. Brave choice. On top of that, she has given us two well-loved characters (our ever-present Edward and Bella) with a tinge of canon but a also something unique. We have a shy, bookish and socially awkward Bella, with a number of endearing quirks, but she carries this big painful secret with her that shakes her self-assurance from the ground up. Edward is a cocky latin-lover, but he rearranges his priorities when his uncle dies. He realises that he needs a change. A change from Chicago, a change from his former life. A cocky, infatuated, hard-working, protective and smooth hunk of a guy comes out to play. Who can resist him, right?
And he'll prove beyond measure that he's changed. He'll prove that he is willing to do whatever it takes to………..makes his dreams (and Bella's) come true.
This story will make you fall hook, line and sinker with its unconventional storyline, its adorably endearing characters, their banter, their gripping backstories, and you will be physically transported to Summerside by Primarycolor's vividly depicted scenes. Her beautifully written story is truly a gem.
Review by: les16
Boy meets girl.
Girl has secrets.
Boy flirts, annoys, and cajoles.
Girl resists until she can't any longer.
Boy and girl fall in love and live happily ever after.
If the above is what you're expecting when you begin to read Firefly in Summer by primarycolors, well, I suggest you throw all of that out the proverbial window and get rid of any preconceived notions you have because, I promise you, this story is like nothing you expect.
Sure, all of that is there, well except the last one - we don't know for sure because the story isn't done yet, (though we're all anxiously crossing fingers, toes, and eyes hoping) but there is SO much more to this story than that. If you like your stories with well developed characters, this one has it. If you like witty banter sprinkled with humor, you're in luck. If you're a believer in fate and second chances … oh boy, have you found your story. If you're one of those readers that love to put yourselves at the mercy of the author, trusting them to take you on a journey, knowing the reward at the end is worth every bit of heartfail and every scream of 'oh no you didn't!' - you must read this story. In Firefly in Summer, there is depth and pain and heartbreak and hope all interwoven with an Edward that is as endearing as he is an arrogant know-it-all and a Bella that is as quirky as she is adorable.
They meet in Summerside, a tiny beach town in Florida where Edward has spent his summers escaping Chicago when he was a kid, the memories of his dead mother, his distant father, and as he got older, the life he hated in New York, to spend them with his Uncle Peter. Edward is back because his beloved uncle and more often than not co-conspirator, confidante, and best friend has died suddenly, leaving Edward his bar/house. The first meeting between Edward and Bella leaves a little, well, a lot, to be desired. To say it doesn't go well is an understatement.
But our Edward, he is a charmer, and in no time, he and Bella become friends. Not exactly what he wants as far as his beautiful neighbor with the long legs, the sketchbook, and her silly rules about not eating chocolate for breakfast goes, but it's what she wants, so he agrees … sort of.
Bella, she has a mountain of secrets hidden behind the soft smile and the snark that only seems to come out when she talks to Edward.
"God, you're impossible. Edward, it's a simple answer. Yes or no."
"Let's do a little bartering. Negotiating," he said, watching her closely.
"Negotiate what exactly?"
"You know, the scoop. The lowdown. You want to know something about me… well, I want the same in return."
Bella stiffened, but made an effort to shrug her shoulders indifferently. She glanced toward the door out of the corner of her eye.
Edward chuckled. "No, no, no… you can't leave now." He lazed against the bar. "You promised you'd help with the decorations."
"Fine," she said, waving her hand for him to get on with it. "Since you inexplicably find me so interesting, by all means. Negotiate." The box of Christmas decorations suddenly needed her full attention. She stomped the four steps to the table so he would have no problem knowing exactly how much she hated being maneuvered. She faced him with arms crossed over her chest, her hip stuck out and a scowl on her face, the official posture of Fuck You and the Horse You Rode in On. "Just so you know," she said coldly, "you have no leverage. I could care less where or when you go or even if you go at all." She sat down with a huff.
Edward's eyebrows shot up, barely holding in a snort of laughter. "I love it when you get testy with me, Swan. You can pout all you want." He lurched in her direction with his arms out, a beach-dwelling Frankenstein. "There will be no escape," he droned.
Nothing. Not even a smile.
The secrets, of course, come out because, well, Edward is Edward and Bella is his Firefly … and, personal opinion here, which is the swooniest nickname- EVER!
What follows all that though, is a twist of EPIC proportions, one that comes so far out of left field, I swear, it will keep you reeling for days! primarycolors has a way of writing that reaches out and grabs you and won't let go. Beautifully vivid, artistic, a blend of words that create such a rich and evocative picture you swear you'll can see each and every scene play out as if you were watching it in IMAX, 100 foot screen and all. Each chapter will leave you breathless, wanting more and more. Lucky for you all, if you haven't read this amazing piece of work from one the fandom's most talented writers, you have a lot of chapters to read before you catch up to the rest of us. *Pssst, and a little bit of inside info to those of you who are reading, we still have quite a few chapters left until the end, too!
Win/win … yes?
If you haven't read this yet, you are really need to run to this one- don't walk!
Paradise Lost by B.Krumova
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6782536/1/Paradise_Lost#
A passionate night three years ago, leaves Bella Swan pregnant with her roommate's brother's child. Now she wants her child to know his father. He wants to crush her down for having it in the first place. Very OOC, AH; Twilight - Rated: M
Review by: Kitty Vuitton
Paradise Lost. A must read if you are looking for a angst filled story that will have you seething mad one minute and on the verge of tears the next. As an avid fan of angst and douchward, this story fulfills both of these categories beyond my expectations.
Bella is a college freshman heading to Harvard to live the college dream. Edward is a heartless, demanding, ruthless individual who doesn't mind hurting anyone to get what he wants. Bella soon finds herself in a situation that will change her life forever. She is intrigued when she meets her new roommate, Alice, who is everything that Bella has always shied away from; dark, angry and easy with the boys.
Alice was dressed in the shortest of skirts. It looked more like a belt than any type of clothing, and black fishnet stockings, whose garter was visible. The scary looking four or five inched boots she had on were making her look like a low-class hooker more than anything else.
But, the thing that grabbed Bella's attention the most was the fact that Alice only had a bra underneath her midriff-baring unbuttoned leather jacket.
The entire personality of this girl screamed, "I carry Sexually Transmitted Diseases!"
"Hi, I'm Bella— " Bella tried to introduce herself, but Alice cut her off.
"Looks like you made yourself comfortable? You didn't think to wait and see where I would like to sleep?" she hissed.
"Um…I— " Bella tried, but she was stopped again by Alice.
"You are lucky I'm planning on sleeping in a different bed every night. I'm telling you, I fucked every single…or in a relationship guy in high school, but this is college. Fresh meat and new dicks to suck," she said, like it was something completely natural. She tossed her purse on the available bed and went to the mirror to check her appearance.
Her hair was black, short and spiky, but it looked very damaged. It was completely immovable, and that made Bella think that it was probably covered in more hair products than Bella could name.
"Do you have a boyfriend or a fuck buddy? Actually, what was your name again?" she asked.
"Bella, and no, no boyfriend. Never really had one," Bella said. She was trying to make some sort of a bond with her new roommate even though Alice's intention clearly was to "fuck everything that moves."
"So what—you just fuck around?" Alice asked, making a face.
She is one to judge! Bella thought.
She shook her head. "No, I've never had sex,"
Alice's eyes nearly popped out from their sockets. "You're fucking with me, right?" she all but yelled.
"Um…no?" Bella suggested. Was it so bad that she was a virgin? She was not ashamed of it. In fact, she was pretty proud.
After a fateful fraternity party where Edward & Bella hook up, Bella finds herself pregnant and alone. Edward has returned to his party life with no clue that he is about to become a father. Fortunately for Bella her good friends Jacob (who moved to Cambridge from Forks for Bella), Rose and Emmett, Bella is able to juggle both a newborn as well as graduating from Harvard. Of course, Bella never told Edward she was pregnant.
"Yes," Bella whispered.
"So, does that mean you're leaving Harvard?" Emmett asked.
Bella shook her head. "I made a silent promise to myself that I would never skip class again because of Edward Cullen. I 'm staying here and I'm having the baby,"
"You do know the word about your pregnancy will spread like a plague, right?" Rosalie asked.
Bella shook her head. "Nothing a baggy sweater and good friends can't hide."
Rosalie's eyebrows shot to her hairline. "You think you can hide this?"
"I know I can. Trust me Rose, I can do it!"
"You have us to watch your back, Shorty. You know that, right?" Emmett asked, stroking her cheek.
Bella smiled. "Yeah. Thanks guys!"
Rose jumped from the bed and walked to Emmett and Bella, giving both of them a hug. Emmett hugged Bella and Rose as Bella hugged them both. It was an awkward group hug, but it was also everything Bella wanted in that moment.
This story moves at a steady pace, giving us a chance to see Bella's day-to-day struggles but also moves us forward to 3 years later with just a few chapters. Over the past few years, Bella has also maintained a friendship with Mike, Edwards’s friend and old roommate. Throughout this friendship, Bella is able to learn more about Edward and his haunted past. When Mike, who now works for Edward in Seattle, convinces Bella that it is time to tell Edward about his son, DJ, Bella agrees with him and moves cross-country to Seattle, WA, leaving her friends behind.
She pressed the number five and with that the rest of the digits. She placed her phone next to her ear and listened to the dial signal.
"Cullen Internationals, Jane Morris speaking. How can I help you?"
"Um … hello. I'm calling for Edward Cullen."
"Mr. Cullen is not accepting calls at this hour," she said, accusingly. "Can I give him a message?"
"Please, it's urgent," Bella said, squeezing her eyes shut.
The woman on the line exhaled deep. "Name, please?"
"Isabella Swan."
"One moment," she said and put the call on hold.
"Mr. Cullen will accept your call. I'll put you through."
Bella took a deep breath and waited.
"Cullen," he hissed.
Bella's breath hitched. She hadn't heard his voice ever since she slapped him all those years ago. Unwanted memories flew through her mind. Words spat from his mouth, accusing, insulting.
For a moment she considered ending the call. The same photo of Danny and Edward on the playground showed behind her closed eyes again.
No more running.
"H-hello." Her voice was shaky and she beat herself up for losing her cool.
"Yes?"
"Hi, I-I'm … I …" she stuttered.
"You need a dictionary! What else?" he spat. Her small fists curled up in a ball.
"I think… I think we have to meet each other," she said, determinably.
"And why would we do that?" he asked.
"Because it's time for you to finally meet your son," Bella said, biting so hard on her bottom lip she pierced the skin.
What lays in story for both Bella and DJ? Will Edward even remember that night 3 years ago, accept that what Bella is telling him is true and change his ways and become the father that DJ needs or will he be the same asshole we saw in college? Is it even possible for a person with so many hidden secrets and a dark past change to have a heart big enough to love more than just himself??
Love in My Box by CosmoandMarvar
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5782455/1/Love_in_My_Box
Bella's an intellectual free spirit and Edward is a reserved, slightly geeky med student. They have a brief, but intense encounter on Sp Brk in Miami. Can they find true love through emails? There will be lemons and laughs. Look who's writing this! Twilight - Rated: M
Review by: MzB
We don't own them. We just wanted to get them drunk and make them have sex.
That is the first line you read when you open chapter 1 of Love in My Box or LiMB as us fans call it. I don't know what to gush about more- the story or the amazing banter in the beginning of almost every chapter between the two very amazing people behind the story.
If you haven't read Cosmo and Marvar separately then you're in for a treat reading LiMB... It is a fantastically amazingly awesomely fabulous fic!
You get tidbits of what happened on a wonderful spring break trip between Bella and Edward... Along with inner thoughts from both E and B...
Edward is a geeky socially awkward sweetheart. Bella is a semi-carefree yet also socially awkward "freak".
Let's just say I'll never look at scotch the same again... Or think of emailing as a drab unemotional form of communication.
Not only is LiMB hilariously funny, but it is also very informative... Being that Edward is studying to be a surgeon.
As much as it pains me to hear that you are writing from bed, I am more than thrilled to receive a response from you. I have told you before that your emails are the highlight of my day. I can almost picture you talking to me, the way you whisper in my ear. . .yes, I'd love to hear that sound again – either ear is fine as I have perfect hearing in both per my physical exam on 2/26.
I am concerned about your posture, Bella. Have you seen the effects of curvature of the spine? It's not pretty. I can send you pictures. I am wondering if you have a desk or table since you seem to do everything in bed. Please tell me that you at least have adequate back support for these endeavors. Could you possibly invest in an ergonomic chair? I can send you a link for the place I bought mine.
I just worry about you, Bella.
Yes, I do know about the size variance in body parts – it is rather common. But reading about it in textbooks and doing a physical examination are two different things. (I wasn't speaking about doing an exam on you, Bella. That would be a conflict of interest and not to mention extremely distracting.) I cannot speak to the sensitivity issue as I have not had enough experience with the female areolae and nipples - except for yours of course, which are extraordinary and not the norm. If we're being honest, I believe all of your features are exceptional.
Of course being the Emmett lover that I am... I must include some amazingness of his:
I lift up my shirt to show him what I'm talking about. I run my hand over the muscles in question as I speak.
"See. Right here is where I need some more work."
Emmett guffaws, "Oh, Eddie. This is working like gangbusters. That girl on the treadmill is losing her shit over you."
I glance over at the girl who does look like she's taken a euphoria-inducing substance. Should I call the authorities?
"What did I do?"
"Well, you were fondling your sweaty abdomen and tracing the 'v' into your shorts."
"So?"
He talks to me like he's telling me a secret - lowering his voice and leaning toward me. "Edward, because I'm so secure in my manhood, I have no qualms in saying you are a fucking hot-looking guy. Chicks are going to want to hit that, hard, my friend. Who knew it would only take a haircut, contacts, and a few sit-ups?"
I scoff at his ridiculous comments. He can't be serious. No girls ever like me. I am always too young, too geeky, too reserved. That's why I was with Jessica - she was the only girl to ever pay attention to me.
"Be serious, Emmett."
"Dude, what's the one thing I know better than engineering? Women. She wants to take a bite out of your 'v' and lick the happy trail." I stare at him in disbelief. "Listen, pull off your shirt slowly and pour some of your water over your head. Let it run down your chest, and then wipe it with your shirt. Look at her while you do it. Give her a dose of those green eyes."
"I can't do that, Emmett," I answer, clearly embarrassed.
"Edward, it's an experiment. I formulated a hypothesis. I need to test it," he reassures me, clearly knowing how to manipulate me using my weakness for scientific studies.
Now, being that this is The Lemonade Stand, I know that all of you have read some amazing lemons... but trust me when I tell you that even if you're not a fan of humorous fic... the lemons alone are worth the read!
The other characters in the story are definitely worth mentioning, if only to entice you further into reading this fic.
Alice (Edward's little sister) meets Bella and already knows that this is the girl her older brother is head over heels for. She also ends up marrying jasper, a free loving hippee with hair that you should never comment on.
Rose (Bella's roommate) is turned into a FORMER man eater after spring break... Makes you wonder why. She also is responsible for making me laugh so hard I may have woken up my entire household.
Esme (Edward's mother) is an alcoholic. Plain and simple. Just wait until you read the conversations between her and Bella. PRICELESS.
I hope that my inadequate review of this amazing story has at least piqued enough interest for you to go check out LiMB :-D
Thursday, June 9, 2011
TLS Fics of the Week June 7 - 13 - The fab four reviews:
The Journal by MsEm
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6889509/1/The_Journal
His wife's journal. He shouldn't read it, but he can't help himself. My entries I entered into the Quickie Contest, EXTENDED.
Review by FictionFreak95 (FL95)
Oh. What to say about this story… and it’s author. MsEm is one of the funniest, sweetest, giving people out there in the fandom. She pimps, she supports, she makes you laugh when you don’t want to, she’s passionate about the people she cares about… she’s been there for me over and over, so when I found out she was writing this, I had to check it out.
I was blown away, people. The emotions this story has drawn to the surface for me are inexplicable. The way each of these two characters are flawed in their own special way and yet - you want to cheer them both on, hold both of them, make them better. Make it all better for them. It’s completely heart clutching for me to read.
If you’ve ever been in a situation like what these two characters find themselves in, or even if you haven’t, you’ll be tearing up. And it's all because of MsEm’s words. Guaranteed.
In a nutshell, you’ll begin the story, reading about an Edward who suddenly finds himself in a marriage that has gone stale… communication with his wife has come to a stand still... he spends long hours away from her because of his work… he feels like the spark has gone out on his relationship with her… then finally, in a desperate effort to simply feel loved again… he turns to someone else.
Until he finds his wife’s journal…
Excerpt:
Monday, March 7th, 2011
…..
She questions his fidelity.
No. She doesn't question it. She knew. She knew and she doesn't care.
Out of irrational anger, he starts thinking, and almost believing, that she is solely the one to blame for his affair and her depression. It's her fault. She stopped talking to him, touching him, making an effort. In the back of his mind, he knew it wasn't just her. He knew he didn't make half the effort she had when they started drifting apart. He knew his anger was mostly because he just wanted her to fight for them, for their marriage. But she knew, and she didn't. She didn't fight at all. So his anger outweighed what he knew was the truth.
That is, until he continued reading.
Tuesday, May 3rd, 2011
My therapist says I should confront Edward of his infidelity. I can't. I'm not ready for that just yet. I know that if his indiscretions are confirmed, it would kill what's left of me.
Happy moment: I got out of bed.
All of the anger he felt before, left as fast as it came.
He feels sick. He's killing her. He's not sure if he wants to continue reading.
But he does.
Saturday, May 28th, 2011
It's been a few days since I've written in this. Thursday was a bad day. If Seth hadn't come home early on his last day of school, I would have swallowed the whole bottle of sleeping pills. I had them in my mouth when I heard him come through the front door.
Happy moment: Seth graduated today!
He can't hold the sobs back.
When Edward sees that his wife is just as miserable about what’s going on between them as he has been, he starts to make an attempt to mend what’s been the cause of so much hurt for such a long time. The question is, is it too late?
I can’t tell you everything will be okay. I can tell you there are moments, as you read, that you’ll see glimmers of hope, windows of opportunity, and a redeeming quality that you wouldn’t have thought you’d find in this Edward.
MsEm writes this story with shortened chapters filled with lots of emotion and wonderful meaning. I wait anxiously to find out where she’s going to take us in this story about love, life, hurt… and two people finding their passion for each other again.
Words With Friends by nolebucgrl
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6910604/1/Words_with_Friends
Bella Swan has a major crush on a major star, Edward Cullen. They have an obsession with the same game. Can they connect through Words with Friends and become more than that? Time will tell! Ratted M for possible lemons down the line and some language.
review by Edmazing
Words with Friends. Come on, who isn’t playing or thinking about adding the app. Especially since we all heard that Rob plays it? It’s ridiculously addicting, scrabbling it up, messaging with your buddies and picking up a random game or two when no one else is around. It’s just kinda fun. And that’s exactly why Words with Friends by Nolebucgrl is so easy to slip into. It’s easy to relate to and has a Bella that you might want to play, but would definitely want to be.
Whether you play or not, the idea of finding out you and your crush (ahem, Rob) have something in common, decoding his user name, and engaging him in a game of words is everybody’s fantasy, right? After getting together to watch super hottie Edward Cullen’s interview with her college roommates and seeing his confession to his gaming addiction, Bella, Rosalie, and Alice take different approaches to the “news”. Alice quickly whips off a game request to their actor’s most popular character, what the user name EdwardCullen would be in our world… because we all know that’s what Robert Pattinson’s playing under right now. Yeah, anyways, Rose does what comes natural and scoffs, while Bella does what any #1 fan has to do.
I climbed into bed and reached to turn off my lamp. My own iPhone lay on the nightstand, charging away. I picked it up and turned it on, hitting my Words with Friends app. BlueBel22 had five games going, but I ignored those and hit the green plus symbol at the corner of the screen. I pulled up User Name and typed Skeletor. Edward had talked in numerous interviews about his love for the cartoon He-Man as a child and how that skeleton bad guy had amused him. It had just a good a chance of being him as anything else, right? Well, maybe I needed something else. His favorite number was 17; he'd said that in his first Entertainment Weekly interview.
Skeletor17 came back as an active name and I started a new game. I giggled when I saw my letters. PEEN? I was not going to play the word peen against Edward Cullen. Mane? Eh. Name…that was good. There was a meaning there, as I wanted badly to know his name, if Skeletor17 was Edward Cullen. I played that for my measly 8 points and closed the app before turning off my phone.
I had to get to bed so I wasn't a zombie in class tomorrow. Maybe I'd wake to a response from Edward. A girl could dream.
Alice is over the moon with her game against an obvious no-go username, and most likely a kid using his movie hero’s name. Meanwhile, Bella is getting to know Skeletor17, who’s penned by none other than TwistedCoincidence. Between the turn taking and tabulating of scores clues are gained about each other’s real life and a dialogue emerges filled with the necessary concerns, curiosity, oh, and flirting,
Skeletor17:
I knew you were too witty and interesting to be illegal, at least I hoped that was the case. I was guessing that you didn't want me to go to jail, because then you couldn't play with me anymore. And we both know you really want to!
I'm 25, so you can save the handcuffs for more interesting reasons than to arrest me. I'd happily assume the position if you asked in the right way (and of course I mean my favorite position, which you're still wondering about I've no doubt).
Clearly I do enjoy you being a perv, now that I know you're allowed to be legally. It's nice not to have to censor myself. You can't imagine how many things I'd love to say that I'm never allowed to.
Yeah, who wouldn’t be playing and dreaming if messages like that were waiting for you from someone you hoped was your favorite leading man! Check out Words with Friends and you’ll soon be logging in and waiting for more messages, too. Take a look at some of Nolebucgrl’s other works once you’re caught up. You won’t be disappointed. And if you haven’t read TwistedCoincidenec’s fics yet, now’s as good a time as any.
http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1901714/Nolebucgrl
http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1723607/twistedcoincidence
Never Sleep in a strange man’s bed by wndrngY
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4896195/1/Never_Sleep_in_a_Strange_Mans_Bed
B & E. Alice's new boyfried Jasper lives on Hilton Head Island, S.C. He invites her & her friends to come down for a visit. Bella isn't happy to be the only single in a couple's paradise...until she ends up in his roommate's bed.
review by MzB
Have you ever had to sleep in a stranger’s bed? Well not only is Bella in a different city, but she’s clear across the country sleeping in her best friend’s boyfriend’s roommate’s room (that’s a headache, huh?) as the fifth wheel on a couple’s weekend.
Enter Edward Cullen (said roommate) whose room is currently occupied by a beautiful stranger. Couches aren’t all that comfy to sleep on… And so they end up in the same bed. Yeah, you all probably automatically thought of a one night stand predicament, but this story is so much more.
My body was burning with a delicious, welcome fire. One strong hand was running over the curve of my hip, encouraging the connection between my ass and what was obviously an erection of impressive proportions. The heat coming off of the body curved flush against mine was making me slick with sweat and I wanted my damp nightshirt off. As if he had read my mind, his hand slid under the hem and worked it over my head. I realized with a shuddering gasp that he was already naked when he pressed back up against me. I moaned and startled myself half-awake with the wanton sound of it.
Edward! Edward was naked and working my now all-but-naked body into a frenzy. Somewhere my conscious mind was swimming desperately for the surface, attempting to shout out orders: Stop! This is crazy and wrong! You don’t even know him! This isn’t you, Bella! You’ll regret it tomorrow! But my subconscious mind took advantage of my half-sleep state and the flood of hormones to drown my conscience into silence.
You get to reading and figure out that our stranger couple might just get that HEA! But of course there are twists and turns- living in different states, crazy work schedules, and even a psychotic stalker.
As you all know I am a firm Emmett lover… and this story doesn’t disappoint at all. Especially the relationship that Edward and Emmett have. Let’s just say that boys love to play cops and robbers… and they also like to think they’re capable of dealing with a psycho stalker.
Even Carlisle and Esme are amazing characters. You know how you can sometimes read a fic and know that mentioning the ‘parents’ was forced? Well WndrngY does a great job of making them vital characters!
My parents called every Sunday and we would put the phone on speaker so we could all talk. We tried Skype with them, but my techno-phobic mom said it gave her a headache so we stuck to the phone mostly. One particular Sunday, my mom happened to mention that she and my dad were going over to Myrtle Beach the next weekend for a shagging competition.
The look on Bella’s face was priceless as she struggled for an appropriate response to such an announcement. Obviously, she felt there must be some mistake; she just couldn’t quite understand what it meant. I started laughing, Bella turned beet red, and my parents demanded to know what was so funny.
“You should see Bella’s face right now!” I told them.
“When are you going to grow up, young man?” my mother demanded. “Bella, shagging was a kind of dance long before it was a euphemism for sex.”
“Yes, well. Yes, it’s a dance competition we’re going to next weekend,” my dad interrupted. “But thanks for thinking we might be at competition level in the euphemism.”
So as the story comes to a close (the author hopes to add an epi and some outtakes soon) I think back to the emotions that I have experienced while reading this fic: fear, sadness, joy, anger, anticipation, surprise, disgust and the tinglies.
In my opinion that makes this fic of the best I’ve ever read. So you should read it too!
An Acquired Taste by Magnolia822
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7000756/1/An_Acquired_Taste
Arrogant British celebrity chef Edward Cullen made an impression on NYC caterer Bella Swan long before either one of them became a success. Now, armed with her cat and a devious practical joke, Bella's plan may turn up the heat for both of them. ExB OOC
REVIEW BY LAMOMO
It is the second time I have the privilege of reviewing one of Magnolia's stories.
Her latest endeavour is still in the early stages - only three chapters in - but there is already more than enough to remain captivated.
A quick rundown to entice you, without giving too much away (how could I? we ain't seen nothing yet...):
Bella and Rose own a thriving catering business in Manhattan. Emmett is their office bitch and best pal. They hang out, club the night away, work their asses off, and do yoga on Sunday mornings.
Bella is in a non-relationship relationship with Felix, a good-looking but increasingly elusive lawyer. They keep courteous, detached, infrequent contacts via telephone, because both are too busy (and too uninterested) to make time for each other in their lives.
Bella is career-driven, as much as Rose is. Other than that, she is a loner, because she harbours a painful secret.
This secret is a burning, festering scar in her heart, that she's been struggling to lock away, throwing the key in the ocean somewhere.
This secret is the ultimate reason why she isn't able nor willing to build a stable, healthy relationship with a straight, involved and reasonably good-looking male.
This secret is a 6'2", bronze-haired, green-eyed, British God named Edward Cullen.
And this secret is now flashing his pearly whites, chiseled jaw and sex-hair from a TV screen, because he's earned himself a name as a top-notch Chef, and also boasts his own reality show - "America's Hottest Chef".
Bella is in turmoil, because the indicted douchebag now resides on the wrong side of the Ocean - hers.
And Edward is a douchebag - or appears to be.
She remembers a summer fling - his devastating beauty, his intensity. She remembers that he broke her heart, she remembers a summer fling that meant a lot more to her, but couldn't go on. She remembers he was different. Or seemed different. At times.
Now she can't see past the self-assured, self-centered, self-important asshole who rules his show with an iron fist and his sexy accent. And the Maitre De Douchebag is going to select a chef, via his reality show populated with Michelin Star Guide Wannabes, for his "coming soon" restaurant in Manhattant.
Suddenly, the city that never sleeps becomes too stifling and small for two people who haven't even met in years.
And this is where the snowball effect begins...and where you NEED to start reading!!! STAT!!!
Sunday, May 22, 2011
The Fantastic Four Reviews!
Beneath the Undertow by aftrnoondlight
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6968728/1/
Dreams past, circumstance and sacrifice... young Edward and Bella bravely smile through the tears on life's complicated path. A short journey of pure and true devotion... of choosing love above all else. EPOV M for Language & Lemons
Review by LaMomo: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1878091/LaMomo
Who says you need a 100 chapters to make a good story?
Who says you need to relate every minute of every day?
Who says you need to relate events in chronological order?
These are not just idle, merely theoretical question. They are fairly tough and practical points of storytelling and they go hand in hand with some rare, top-notch qualities that only really good writers (or, at least, the ones with vision) have.
Bear with my ramblings a little longer and then it'll be apparent how closely these questions are intertwined with this story. They point at, on one side, the gift of delivering a "concentrated" tale that doesn't drag on for thousands of chapters and, on the other hand, at one of the key points of storytelling - focus.
This is a very short story - only 4 chapters - but it a complete and meaningful universe unto itself. Events are not narrated in chronological order and yet, you never lose track of what happens and when. Flashbacks blend into the present and then back into the future with the ease of a sepia-toned film running before our eyes. This vouches for some crafty writing and storytelling skills - if a flashback is done properly, you don't need to put in notes that read "Start Flashback" or "End Flashback". You just know.
This story is all EPOV. Edward's perspective is always a favourite of mine, on one hand because his mind is so articulate and, depending on the character, he always has a lot of potential for making a great narrator and for sharing the best moments. After all, don't we all want to be in Edward's mind? This Edward is sometimes conflicted, sometimes secretive, sometimes defeated, but never loses hope. He keeps fighting. And most of all, he keeps loving Bella, and never regrets the curved balls tha fate sends his way because he has chosen Bella over a smashing career.
This story only mentions the rest of the "bunch" in snippets and glimpses. We get to see a bit more of Carlisle and Esme, though, because they are the ones that do have an impact on Bella and Edward's life. Carlisle fans - you won't be too happy with this version at first, but he might come round. Esme is her usual understanding and loving self.
Why are the others not so much around as they are in other stories? Because they are not needed. Edward and Bella are all that's needed.
I won't be giving away any more of the plot, since this story is told in such a peculiar way. But my advice is - go read it, because the occasional heartfail will be redeemed by a scintillating ending. And because this poses a challenge to other writers out there - that is, to rethink the way they sometimes decide to tell a story. As with Charlie Swan, "less is always more".
Our Yellow House by CaraNo
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6945394/1/Our_Yellow_House
Joined at the hip since kindergarten, Edward and Bella shared it all, and at the age of 22, they were happily married, expecting their first child. But when Bella was 4 months pregnant, she was kidnapped. That was 3 years ago - HEA? Yes, I promise. Twilight - Rated: M
review by: Mina Rivera http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2130183/MinaRivera
I’m a fan of CaraNo, she is an amazing writer and she proves with this story that she can write angst like the best. I won’t give away too much on the plot, because this is a story that MUST be on your reading list. She just posted Chapter 11 and I can actually hear the email alert screaming at me to open it. I know many people don’t like to read WIP, but you won’t regret it once you start.
This story completely owns you, breaks your heart, makes you smile and, most of all, makes you wish for an happily ever after that you know will be coming, since the author herself promised so, and I can’t wait to see it come true.
So go read now, there is one hell of a surprise waiting for you in chapter two and don’t forget to stock up on tissues. You’re gonna need them!“Our Yellow House” by CaraNo is the story of Edward and Bella. They both met in kindergarten and then became best friends and were joined by the hip since then. As time went by, they fell in love and formed a life together until they happily married at the age of 22. They were expecting their first child but, when Bella was 4 months pregnant, she was kidnapped, taken one day when she was on her way home from class to their yellow house.
That was 3 years ago, and since then Edward has been living in limbo, not knowing whether the love of his life and his unborn child are even alive.
This story should come with a major tissue warning. Just the first chapter has your heart breaking for Edward and Charlie who, in his grief for not knowing what happened to his daughter, seeks refuge in his son-in-law. Both men are stuck in the unknown, never moving forward, suspended in time. Defeated.
If there was one look I had perfected over the past few years, it was defeat. I knew that. I didn't care, though. Neither did Charlie, which was why we were so close nowadays. Both of us missing the same girl. Both of us wondering… wishing… afraid to hope. There was never any closure, but I'm not sure we want closure. No, I'm sure we don't. There's still that part that wonders, and that's the part that has me breathing. That's the part that makes sure I get out of bed each day.
The first chapter is narrated in Edward’s point of view; he takes you down memory lane where you can see how Bella and Edward went from best friends to lovers. They shared many things and many firsts.
I love this fic for that back story of how they came to be, all the sweet and sour moments of them together. Edward is constantly remembering every little detail and expression that Bella had for him: the way she talked, the sound of her laughter, the smell of her hair, the depth of her eyes… Every memory counts and Edward holds fiercely on to them. He fights so hard to keep his emotions in check, especially in front of family and friends, except for Charlie, his partner in grief. You can feel Edward’s desperation to find his love, he lives surrounded by the things Bella left behind in their yellow house, and moving on is not an option.
One time. One single time, I've been asked if I shouldn't try to move on. If I shouldn't try to find happiness again.
It was Jasper who asked and he's never met Bella.
That question sent him to the hospital with a fractured jaw.
Everyone who knew Bella, everyone who was there when we grew up together knew that there would never be another for me. It's impossible. She's the only one I can see true beauty in. She's the only one I can love that way, she's the only one I can be with… in that way.
Jasper apologized when I told him that Bella was my Alice, because I knew the eyes he had for his wife. I knew every emotion that lied in the looks he sent her. The ones of complete devotion, adoration, and love.
Ride by kris salvadore
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6253744/1/Ride
Bella wanted to fulfill a fantasy - to be groped inside a crowded train. She gets her wish and more, when a sex-starved ex-convict decides she's fair game. ALLHUMAN. Mature but with plot
review by: crookedsmile101 [http://www.fanfiction.net/~crookedsmile101]
This ride is hot. Fast and hard.
A girl.
Curious.
Let’s see if I can.
A man.
Gracious.
Let’s make sure you fucking can. And again and again and again.
"…without warning, he plunged his hand into my skirt and my leggings under it, going straight for my pussy. He started finger-fucking me in earnest, just in and out, in and out, fast and hard. His hand rubbed my clit hard, while it pistoned in and out of my tight, wet, hot pussy and it was insane, so fucking insane. Pleasure, hot and cold, raced all over my body. I didn't know where to concentrate, whether on his long finger fucking me, his breaths, ragged and crazy in my ear or the fact that I'm about to cum in a train full of people. I pressed my ass against his hard cock, grinding it. He pushed against me and I knew he must be dying to ram it inside me…"
Edward is just out of prison.
"Spread 'em, sweetheart."
Bella is a collage student.
"Don't stop. Don't stop. Don't fucking stop. Don't stop fucking."
Their union is hot, fast, hard.
"FUCK! Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
And impossible.
I walked a little faster, not looking back. Whoever it was better not make the mistake of harassing the chief of police's daughter. Everybody knew who I was and I wasn't exactly defenseless. Fuck you, fucker. “What do you want?”
Edward has secrest. Bella has a weakness. Starting with the words;
"Wanna go for a ride?"
"Hold on tight."
Oh God, oh God, oh God!
She tries to stay away.
But he is hard to deny, easy to comply.
And oh so very polite.
"Please, Isabella. Let me fuck you."
And she lets him in. And out. In and out. In and out. In and out.
"Breathe...," he gritted out. "Breathe, dammit."
"No, no more..." The pressure was rising again with him inside me and if I came one more time, I was certain I'd break.
"Just one more, baby, one more." Her skin glowed from exertion, her hair a wild cloud on her head. Gorgeous, just fucking gorgeous.
"One more...just one more..." Too much...oh, God. Edward! Oh God, oh God, oh God.
Life puts them on a train and sends them on a ride. A ride that is fast and hot and hard. A ride that you’ll love and hate with equal passion. Why don’t I ever find that kind of train?
Kris Salvador doesn’t put unnecessary words in her Ride. A story with a perfect balance of plot and smut. The best smut! We all were still screaming for more but when she was done, they were done. And it was perfectly done.
Now...wanna go for a ride?
Toye by Bratty Vamp
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5343457/1/Toye
Vampires like to play with their food. A campy and kitschy horror short-story that lets the men of the Cullen household be the monsters that Edward always claimed they were. Extremely OOC.
review by: Nita Skarr http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2015619/nitareality
It's a given in the fandom. When someone asks for a twisted, vampire, Darkward story, there's a standard list, and this question is inevitable. “Have you read Toye yet?”
I stumbled upon this classic back in my quieter, shyer lurker days. I had just started writing fanfiction, romance/humor of course. This story changed my life. Reading Toye for the first time was like receiving a permission slip to let my brain say what it really wanted to say, give life to the characters I really wanted to write about.
With Toye, Bratty Vamp introduces us to our two girls, Bella and Rosalie on spring break, traveling through the Olympic Peninsula in a heavy rain storm. After a collision, they're forced to walk the road to try to find help. Luckily, they spy a cabin in the woods and, assuming it's deserted and they could take shelter for the night, trudge down the dirt road that leads to it.
Imagine their surprise when they find that not only is the cabin not empty, but inhabited by two very attractive men, Jasper and Emmett. As Rose tells Bella, "What did I tell you about my lucky shoes?" Rosalie grinned. "Two sexy men in the middle of nowhere? What are the odds?" she asked.
The boys take the girls in, feeding them, sharing a beer with them. Nice guys, right? Things heat up between Rosalie and Emmett, and they head off to his room. Alone with Jasper, Bella quickly discovers that he is most certainly not a nice guy. Furthermore, when she wakes the next morning, her lesson begins; vampires most definitely like to play with their food.
The horror begins as Bella, unable to do anything, watches the two vampires playing their games, forcing her to participate, as she clings to her sanity. Edward does show eventually, and he's quite unlike his brothers. I won't go further into the story, you deserve to see it unfold on your own.
Bratty Vamp's characterizations are fantastically disturbing. Jasper is downright scary, and Emmett is unlike any other I've read, taunting and malicious. Even Carlisle is creepy. She plays with our emotions, giving us hope and snatching it back.
She uses just enough detail to describe the scenes thoroughly, without overwhelming you with gore. You can see, smell, hear, and almost feel everything that Bella experiences. She really gets you into Bella's head, her hysteria, her despair.
To call this suspenseful would be an understatement. She winds you up, you're tense until the very last scene. It's horror, and it's not for the faint of heart, but the gore is moderate. The real terror here is psychological. It's masterfully written, and in my opinion, one of the best examples of this genre in Twilight fanfiction.
Complete at only seven chapters, it's a quick read. For fans of the genre, I promise you won't want to put this down once you start it. Even if this isn't your usual fare, take the risk; it's such a well written story, I really encourage you to read it.














