TLS Fics of the Week 9/31/13-10/7/13: The Fab Five Are Up!

Copy Room by Edward's Eternal
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9687201/1/Copy-Room
Sometimes flippant words are really the truth spoken out loud. What happens when someone overhears you and decides to give you what you secretly want but never knew? When Bella Swan says something in jest, it's how it's perceived and transferred to the Copy Room that is important. Adult situations and strong language. Rated M

Review by: Midnight Cougar

It was earlier this year, when Edward’s Eternal sent me the first draft chapter of Copy Room to pre-read, and to say I was blown away would be an understatement. I was immediately drawn into the intricate way this “fantasy”—as in Bella’s sexual fantasy—story would play out. Even though the plot and characters are undeniably out of Edward’s Eternal’s “normal” Edward and Bella persona realm, Copy Room has been very well received by her readers, with over 2000 reviews at only 8 chapters, and now having won of Fic of the Week!

The summary highlights the crux of the story, hinting at the OOC Bella and Edward being portrayed: “Bella Swan says something in jest; it's how it's perceived and transferred to the Copy Room that is important.”  Bella, while having some canon traits, like the “she doesn’t see herself clearly” ideal and typical insecurities, has a vivid imagination and a strong opinion on what she needs in her life…sexually. She speaks her mind bluntly, and goes way out of her comfort zone to fulfill those expressed needs. The male lead—name/identity unknown until chapter 7—is a dominant, sexy man in the darkness of the copy room; he knows what he wants and goes after her with vigor when he sees a prime opportunity. It’s all of these elements, and more, that make for one hell of a sexually-charged and consuming story, where readers wait anxiously for updates!

Bella works as a PA in a busy office. Her boss, James, is not confident in the security of today’s technology, causing Bella to have to use a private copy room on a regular basis…and this is where all the action *wink* takes place. But this is not where it all started… Bella was burned by an ex-boyfriend who cheated on her, and it’s her fragile self-esteem that keeps her feeling “invisible” as she tells her co-worker and close friend, Rose, in the lunch room one day…

I shook my head. "I haven't had a date in over a year, Rose. Try imagining that."

Rose leaned across the table and gripped my hand. "After the disaster with Riley, that's hardly surprising, Bella. But you need to get out there again. Show yourself off."

"Yeah, right. There's nothing to show, Rose." I looked down at my lap and shrugged before glancing back up at her. "I'm plain. Invisible. And that's just how it is for me."

But is Bella really as “invisible” to those around her as she thinks?

Sighing, I gathered my pile of copying and went down the hall. I set up the copier and sat down, waiting for the collated piles to start appearing. My phone buzzed in my pocket, signalling a new text. I pulled it out, frowning at the unknown number. My eyes widened as I read the text.

You're not invisible.

I see you.

And I think you're beautiful.

*swoon* So, someone obviously “sees” Bella, and wants her to know she is more than her own self-perception, but the question is: who could this be? At this point, Bella has no idea—and neither do the readers—and it’s this element of mystery that really heat up in the copy room—in more ways than one—after Bella expresses to Rose exactly how she’d like her next “encounter” with the opposite sex to play out…

Angrily, I turned to Rose. "I don't need a boyfriend to get laid," I hissed at her.

Her eyebrows shot up. "Are we talking self-love or are you planning on using an escort service, Bella?"

I leaned forward, glaring at her and keeping my voice low. "Maybe that's what I want, Rose. Sex with no strings. Maybe sex with a stranger." I leaned back in my chair, enjoying the surprised look on her face. "Yeah," I mused. "Hot, fast, hard sex with a stranger. Somewhere dark. No names. No strings. Just …" I lowered my voice further. "Hot. Dirty. Fucking."

Oh, really, Bella? Well, let’s see what we—or should I say our mystery texter—can do about that…

…the room suddenly went black.

For a second I stood there, confused. The copier was still working, how could the lights go off? A noise right behind me startled me but before I could move a pair of hands gripped my waist.

I gasped as the hands pulled me backward and I felt the hard planes of a well-defined chest pressed against my back. Warm breath drifted across my cheek as a low, rough voice whispered in my ear.

"Is this what you wanted?"

"What?" I whispered, a shudder running through me. "Who are you? What … what do you want?"

The voice chuckled, a deep, rumbling noise. "No names, remember? You said a stranger …"

A small whimper escaped my throat. Someone had heard my flippant words to Rose.

Warm lips grazed up my neck. "You know what I want. I know what you want. Tell me, Isabella," the voice demanded softly. "Is the room dark enough?"

"D… dark enough?"

A warm, wet tongue traced my earlobe. Another deep chuckle sounded in my ear as I shivered and I felt the hands on my waist tighten.

"Dark enough for me to fuck you?"

*fans self* “And so it begins... M for a reason...” as Edward’s Eternal says. It looks like Bella’s fantasy could become reality…if that is what she does indeed desire. So, if you want to experience for yourself how this romantically sexy story unfolds, and if you dare to live vicariously through Bella, and have your, I mean Bella’s, sexual fantasy fulfilled, I suggest you turn up the air conditioning before you begin reading, because things are getting downright fucking steamy in the darkness of the Copy Room!

The Princess And The Playboy by Kymbersmith90
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9602804/1/The-Princess-And-The-Playboy
Sure, she was hot, but I imagined her to be a pompous, stuck-up know-it-all who would more than likely be incredibly boring in bed, so as far as I'm concerned, she isn't worth my attention' Playboy Edward is in for the shock of his life when The Princess Isabella of Scotland is assigned to his flat at university. Based on the love story of Prince William and Kate Middleton. Rated M

* banner courtesy of Frozen Soldier

Me and Mom Fall in Love With Edward by Counselor
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9681062/1/Me-and-Mom-Fall-in-Love-With-Edward
Bella and Mom live together. No one has lived next door since the murder that happened there in 1997. One day Bella looks out her window and a compellingly handsome man is moving in. Bella doesn't date. But Mom is a serial dater on Match. When Mom gets a load of Edward he becomes the focus of all her attention. It's complicated. Bella is 27, Edward 37 and Mom is 45. Rated M

Crash Zone by JiffyKate
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9141640/1/Crash-Zone
The Crash Zone is a buffer zone outside the perimeter of the track. It's purpose is to insure the safety of the fans from skaters falling out of bounds. Is it enough to keep hearts from being broken? Rated M

*banner courtesy of Jaime Arkins

Tension by Ta Paixao
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9654792/1/Tension
Edward, a climber living on the road for the last 3 years, arrives in Lake George to look in on girl, a promise he made to his brother. Along the way, a familiar car steals his attention. When he finds the driver, his course is forever altered. EPOV. Rated M

TLS Fics of the Week 9/3- 9/9

Penalty Shot by Edward's Eternal
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9203413/1/
Recently divorced, Bella struggles to find a new life for her and her son Jake. Enter Edward and his son, Emmett. Used to being alone, finding Bella is an unexpected surprise for Edward. Blending their lives together sometimes requires an extra shot on goal to even things up. A simple, heartwarming story of two single parents finding love again, healing and building a new family. Rated M


Review by Agrutle

Bella Black is trying to start anew after her divorce. Her son Jacob wants to play hockey again so she signs him up for the local kids team. She’s quite literally knocked off her feet by a Cullen, Emmett the rambunctious son of Edward, the coach or FCC as Bella refers to him. Not knowing that he’s the coach she just calls him FCC, Firm Chest Cullen, until Alice tells her he’s the coach.

Edward is attracted to her and she to him but Emmett’s mom shows up after the first practice and Bella assumes that Edward’s married. Lets just say it takes a little bit and a big mix-up to get it through her head that he’s not married and he wants to explore things with her!

"I don't mean to bother you, I just wanted to call and say hello. And see if you had given any thought to Tuesday night. Letting Jake come here? Emmett would love it." His voice was a pleasant hum in my ear.

"It's a nice offer, Edward, but what about dinner? I won't have time to get him home and fed—"

My voice trailed off in uncertainly as I tried to sort out my schedule.

"No worries, it's Tuesday. Esme makes spaghetti every Tuesday. A lot of spaghetti. You could join us if you'd like?"

My stomach twisted. His perfect wife made spaghetti on Tuesdays. Of course she did. And he was being kind and offering to let me come join them.

So his son could have time with his friend.

I closed my eyes at the unexpected burn of unshed tears. I wanted to say no, but remembered how happy Jake had looked at the idea.

For Jake.

I cleared my throat.

"I have to work, but that would be great for Jake, Edward. Thank you. And please thank, um, Esme, for me as well."

See!! Not only does she think he's married but she thinks Esme is his wife! How funny!!  Edward is so confused by Bella’s stand off-ness. She seems to like him but she keeps him at arms length.  He wants much, much closer.

Then I became serious. "And where is your father this evening, Edward? Did you simply not invite him? Since that would have ruined the joke? You know very well I invited you and your wife this evening. I simply assumed her name was Esme. Why do you refer to your mother by her first name?"

His face fell and he stepped forward.

"Well, first, my father is working tonight, at the hospital." He took a deep breath and found my eyes. "And second, and most important … not a joke, Bella. I call her Esme out of habit. She volunteers at the school and the rink and she likes everyone to call her that. She says when I call her mom at school it makes her feel old." He shook his head. "This was not a joke. I swear. My mother wanted to meet you."

I looked at him. "Feels like one to me. Please join your mom in the living room. I'll be in with some wine in a moment." I turned quickly and walked down the hall into the bathroom. I needed a quiet minute to myself to collect my thoughts. Before I could shut the door though, a hand closed around the edge and Edward pushed into the bathroom behind me, closing the door.

"What are you doing?" I gasped.

"Our conversation isn't finished."

I shook my head wearily. "It's fine, Edward. After dinner you can go home and laugh about it with your wife. I get it. I assumed something incorrectly. I will call her myself and apologize."

Edward stared at me. "You really don't know."

"Know what?"

He stepped closer and I backed up into the counter. The bathroom was already small, but with Edward's looming presence it felt tinier than ever. He was so close I could feel the heat of his body and I pushed myself as far away as I could. "I thought you knew; I thought Alice would have said something. There is no wife, Bella."

I gaped at him. "I saw her! She was there that first Saturday. She came into the locker room! Alice said she was Emmett's mother."

He nodded. "Yes. Tanya was there. She comes to the first practice every year and maybe one game."

I shook my head. "I don't understand."

His voice became softer. "She is Emmett's mother. She isn't my wife. We're divorced, Bella. The same as you are. She remarried almost immediately."

These two together are so cute and sweet its about enough to give you a toothache. They are tender, loving and they love the other ones kid. Then there are times where they can set a fire. I’ll leave you with this little bit and then you must go read it!! It’s so good and its complete!

God, no one had ever touched me like Edward. I had never wanted to touch and feel someone so badly. I had never experienced such a deep, burning want for any other man.

My hips shot off the bed, every inch of me needing to be closer to him. Yearning for his touch. Desperate to feel him against me. Inside me.

"Please … Edward … God … please …"

My voice was raspy, pleading, as I keened his name, begged for him to ease the quivering, urgent desire tearing through me.

"I have you, baby."

Then he was there … home. Inside me. Deep and pulsating. We both groaned at the sensation as he stilled, savoring the moment; his eyes locked with mine as we felt the intimacy of being completely joined. He hovered over me, arms resting either side of my head; his eyes dark and hooded. "It's never been like this, Bella. Tell me, baby. Tell me it's never been like this for you," he begged. "The heat … fuck … Bella… the heat."

"Oh God … never."

Shuddering, he thrust forward again, moving in long deep strokes, his rhythm smooth, his eyes never leaving mine. I clung to him, lost in a sea of sensations. His strong arms held me in place, his hands embracing my head as he gazed at me. His body pinned me down as he surged and ebbed; every movement, every thrust met with one of my own as we loved and rocked. He began moving faster, his head dipping into the hollow between my neck and shoulder, his hisses and groans deepening, my name escaping from his lips. The sounds of our lovemaking filled the room: the creak of the mattress, the slip of the soft sheets, our skin, damp with moisture, meeting and parting, his guttural groans and my whimpers mixed with pleading cries, all filled the air.

I shattered around him, soaring and rising, my body arching, twisting and locking down, as I cried out his name. His lips crashed against mine as he roared and plunged one last time, cursing and coming, filling me, before finally ceasing, collapsing on top of me, his head resting on my chest. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him tight, loving how he felt on top of me, knowing I had only a short time to enjoy it.

Our chests rose and fell in heavy panting breaths. He pulled himself up, leaning over, kissing me. Soft, adoring sweet caresses of his lips and tongue that spoke so loudly without making a sound. He shifted and rolled, encasing me in his arms, keeping me tucked into his chest as we laid entwined. His lips nuzzled and kissed, his fingers drawing small gentle circles on my back as we slowly recovered. I kept my head tucked under his chin, my mouth leaving small kisses on his chest, my hands pressed into his warm skin, drinking in the delicious feeling of being completely loved. I had never experienced anything so wonderful before. I closed my eyes, reveling in the closeness and the utter completion I felt with this man.

Deviant by Planetblue
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9069505/1/Deviant
He pissed me off and then he turned me on. Spectacularly. Rated M

The Debt by Ta Paixao
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9339195/1/The-Debt
Juniors in college, Bella and Edward live together under a tense agreement. They aren't exactly friends - not anymore - but Edward has a debt to pay and a promise to keep. Edward will get his chance at redemption... Rated for all sorts of adult content. EPOV. Rated M

Confessions After Dark by 2DrunkUnicorns
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9613993/1/Confessions-After-Dark
"Everyone has something they'd like to confess…" Every Friday night, he calls. And every time he calls, I listen. A story about what happens when fantasy blends into reality – when the secrets we share are just as important as the secrets we keep. Rated M

Bella Donna by JiffyKate
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9175099/1/Bella-Donna
Edward and Bella are similar creatures; they both screw people for money, but one of them goes for blood. It's nothing personal...until it is. Rated M