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At the Deep End – Chapter 5

 

JPOV
I could feel my face turning red as I became acutely aware that I was very much naked, and I felt exposed in every way. I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around me, buying some time. My heart felt like it was trying to beat its way out of my chest, I was so nervous. I started chewing the inside of my lip as I watched him. 
“Yeah, I did. I’ve been trying to work up the courage to talk to you.” He admitted, shifting from one foot to the other.
Looks like I’m not the only one who’s nervous.
I nodded and let out a gush of air. “At least you found it,” I said in soft whisper. I lowered my eyes to the floor, blushing again. I don’t know whether to kiss him senseless or run like hell…

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At the Deep End – Chapter 4

EPOV
 
It had been 6 days since I first saw Jasper. Well, since I saw him again, anyway. And I was certain now, that it was him. The shock of recognizing him, of remembering what happened between us at camp, still hadn’t completely worn off. I was not sure what I was feeling anymore. My emotions have been all over the map.
 
He’s changed a bit over the years. Obviously. I mean, fuck, 10 years does a lot, especially since we were only 16 at the time. He certainly does look good. I sighed and glanced over at him again. It was just before training and Jasper stood to the side. He looked lost in thought and I couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking about.

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At the Deep End – Chapter 3

JPOV
 
It was the week from hell.
 
There was, of course, more training – two days of it, in fact.  On the second night, we all decided to go grab something to eat in the cafeteria afterward.  Everyone was in good spirits as they talked about an upcoming game while I still felt on edge.  I tried to hide it, but it was nearly impossible as I sat trying not to look at Edward…only to fail and steal glances at him repeatedly.  There was a lot of talk, both about the game and about stuff in general, but I had no idea what was said.  After we sat and ate for a while, we all headed home, much to my relief.

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At the Deep End – chapter 2

EPOV
Damn, I’m late…
I had rushed home from the airport to grab my swimming gear and hopefully make it to my class on time. I’d missed the last month with the kids at the pool, thanks to back-to-back conferences. I hated going to those things, but they were part of what I’d signed up for. Well, mostly. I might be working for the family company, but I still had to keep up to date on what went on in the computer business, living up to my father’s expectations.
Cullen or no, it was important to stay ahead of the game.

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At the Deep End – Chapter 1

A/N: this story is already posted on fanfiction.net. Many people have helped me with it to varying degrees – betas, sounding boards, legal advice, and medical. Thank you all, for everything you’ve done over the years to help make these boys come to life. It’s been a long journey that will finally close after five years.

Thank you, reader, for your patience and support during this time. It’s meant the world to me.

If you’re new to At the Deep End, I ask that you please bear in mind that this was my very first attempt at writing. I’ve elected to not change anything from when I first started. This is my baby, and I’ve grown along with it, as I hope you can see once we arrive at the other end.

In the mean time, enjoy.

ooOoo

JPOV

The sound of my whistle pierced the air once .

“Go!”

I smiled as I watched the kids jump into the water at the same time. Feet first, of course, some holding their noses and scrunching their eyes shut as they hit the water. They quickly resurfaced and treaded water as they held out their arms for balance .

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Sunlight Breaking Through My Clouds of Sorrow

A/N: *waves* long time, no see. I know. I’m still around, as evidenced by this little story.
Just wanted to say a quick “Thank you!” to ElleCC for beta’ing this one. 
Any mistakes left are all my own
As ever, I do not own Twilight.

 

Oh, I realize this isn’t the fare you’re used to from me, but bear with me – and check out a very important announcement at the bottom. See you there!

 

ooOoo

 

Bella stood in the doorframe, her arms hugging her torso as she tried to keep herself together for his sake. She watched in silence as Jasper lay curled up in their bed, holding tight to Edward’s pillow, his face pressed into it so much she worried whether he was still able to breathe.

 

Oh, Jasper, I’m so sorry. I wish… I wish I could give him back to you. To both of us.

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The Soldier and the Resistance Fighter

A/N: Thanks to Fanarts for the plot bunny and the wonderful banner. This story is as yet unbeta’d, so all mistakes are mine (and word-count is probably not at 100 words per drabble because my program and Google Drive can never agree on the counts). I’m posting this anyway in honor of the 70th anniversary of D-Day.
 
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“Mayday! Mayday! Mayday! I’m going down.”
“Roger-”
Smoke. Sparks. Fire.
Dex dead.
No time.
Jump. Jump. Jump!
Black.
Mayday! “Mayday.” John groans, eyes fluttering open briefly before slamming shut again, blocking out the swaying ground beneath him.
Bright lights, pinpricks at first, but getting closer. Voices getting louder.
“-suchen! Der Kommandant-”
Crap. John stifles another groan. Gotta move. Hide.
Except John’s still in his chute, dangling precariously from a tree. Shifting carefully, he tries to reach for the release, only to bite his tongue to keep from crying out. Okay, dislocated, maybe broken. Not good.

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Closet Revelations

A/N: Thanks to Sorceresscirce, Ladyeire & Ladyholder McCaffrey for lending their eyes and red pens.
Also thank you to fanarts for the lovely banner 🙂
I do not own SGA, I just enjoy playing in their sandbox.
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“Rodney?”
Rodney taps his earpiece. “John?” He frowns at the slur in John’s voice. Glancing around the table, he’s relieved to see Elizabeth engrossed in conversation with Teyla and Ronon, going over their latest mission – a mission that had landed the good Colonel in sickbay. Again.

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Sweet Young Thing – Chapter 8

As the following days turn into weeks we settle into a rhythm, alternating where we sleep, though more often than not we end up at my place. Edward starts his new job, thriving in his environment. We cook and clean together, spend our evenings quietly at home with Brutus. We visit with Rose and Emmett a few times, and even have dinner at Edward’s parents’ place – something that, despite Elizabeth’s apology and welcome, still has me nervous, though as it turns out, Edward Sr. is very much like his son, and I’m left feeling truly a part of Edward’s family.

All in all, I feel happier than I ever recall being, and I yearn for more, though I’m unsure how to broach the subject with Edward. The more I think about it, the more I’m certain about us – about having a future together – and I want to cement that somehow. Just how is where I’m stumped. I know that the idea of us each having an apartment is becoming more and more ludicrous, considering we’re always at one place or the other anyway. But with Edward, I start to feel that I need more than just living with him, something that I have somewhat of a hard time coming to terms with, because with Liam I never felt that need. Just sharing home and bed together had been enough with him, but now… Continue reading

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