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Strum

 
A/N: Happy Birthday, Aciepey! Wanted to wish you a happy day. Edward and Bella decided to lend a hand. Hope you enjoy!
Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.
As ever, I do not own Twilight – it owns me.
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I can’t sleep. Again.

My mind’s in turmoil, voices and tunes all making themselves known. It’s enough to drive me crazy, and the only thing that helps is to grab my guitar and go play. Put notes to it and let the voices sing.

So I get up before dawn to do just that, careful not to wake her as I get dressed and go outside.

Hours later, the sun is up, the voices have stilled, and songs are flowing. I’m so caught up in the music, I’m oblivious to the world.

Bella wraps her arms around me.

Peace.

Finally.

Tied

A/N: Happy Birthday, Luvrofink. Hope you have a wonderful day today. Thought you might enjoy a little present. It’s even tied up nice and neat 😉
Thanks to Echoingsilence for beta’ing.
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Mistress asked me what I wanted for my birthday. She normally doesn’t allow other Doms to play with me. I like her possessiveness of me.

Being hers is all I ever wanted.

Until he came on the scene. For months, I’ve had dreams about him. Yearned to feel his touch. To hear if his accent thickens with lust.

Mistress worked on me for hours, getting me ready.

This is my gift, though I’m the one all wrapped up – waiting.

“Such a beautiful present. I can’t wait to unwrap you, my sweet.”

He curls his fingers around me.

My breath catches.

Not Sad

A/N:  Happy Birthday, VanPireNZ! Hope you have a grand day today. These boys thought they’d try to contribute to that, so I hope you enjoy them.
Venturing forth unbeta’d because I lost track of time.
As ever, I do not own Twilight – it owns me.
ooOoo

For most of my life, I remember feeling off – out of sync with the world. Everything was grey, overcast. Lonely.

At least, that’s how it seems to me now.

It’s taken me a long time, but I’ve finally come to terms with my life. With me, and who I am.

Thanks to him.

Meeting Emmett’s made all the difference. His reassurance, easy-going manner, acceptance, and his no-nonsense attitude. He opened my eyes.

And my heart.

Helping me out of hiding, supporting me. Loving me.

My life is color and joy. Because of him.

He smiles. “Love you, too, Jazz.”

Concert

A/N: Happy Birthday, einfach_mich. The girls and I wanted to do a little something to celebrate your day, hope you enjoy it.

Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.

 As ever, I do not own Twilight – it owns me.

ooOoo

Arms swinging high, we’re both swept away by the music, singing along at the top of our lungs.

Chancing a glance at her, I find her grinning widely at me, eyes bright – filled with something that makes my breath catch in my throat. My heart beats even more frantically than before.

This concert is my gift for Alice’s birthday.

Sort of.

Tonight, I intend to let her know I’m in love with her.

As soon as it’s over, she clings to me. “Oh, Bells, thank you!”

“I love you, Alice,” I whisper.

I kiss her.

Heaven, as she returns it.

Kiss

A/N: Happy Birthday, dihenydd! I hope you have a fantastic day. Edward and Emmett wanted to help you celebrate.
Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.
As ever, I do not own Twilight – it owns me.
ooOoo

“What are you saying, Em?”

My heart beats frantically in my chest, my breathing becoming more erratic as the intensity in his eyes increases.

I’ve been in love with him for years, and he’s known it because I am unable to hide my feelings from anyone. Nothing has ever happened, though.

Until now.

His brow furrows. “I’m saying…” He sighs. “I’m saying I want you, Ed.”

Shaking my head, I mumble, “Don’t… don’t mess with me, please…”

He leans in, head tilted, and breathes, “I’m not. I swear, I’m not.”

And then his lips meet mine in this fantasy-come-true moment.

Give

 
A/N: Happy Birthday, my sweet Beautiful Figment! The boys wanted to help brighten your day a little, so I hope you enjoy it 😉
Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.
As ever, I do not own Twilight – it owns me.
ooOoo

His lips graze along my neck, blazing a path from ear to ear while he undresses me.

When I try to undo the buttons of his shirt with trembling fingers, he pushes them away. “My turn.”

I moan softly.

For him, I came out, standing up to my parents’ denial and outrage.

“Jasper, please…” I whisper.

“No, Edward.”

Slick fingers probe, push, pull – leaving me a quivering mess.

For him, I beg.

His teeth bite down, marking my hip. “Mine,” he growls.

For him, I surrender.

“Yours. Please, Jasper…”

Slowly, he stretches me. Burning me. Filling me – body and soul.

Save Me From Myself

A/N: When we heard about the Fandom Against Domestic Violence taking place, both stolenxsanity and I (naelany) wanted to contribute. What started out as just a one-shot by one author quickly became a collab that we hope you’ll appreciate (we won’t say enjoy, given the subject).
 
We want to thank SorceressCirce for beta’ing and vi0lentserenity for prereading.
 
Thank you, also, to everyone who’s donated to FADV. Your help is worth so much more than you’ll ever know.
 
We don’t own Twilight. We merely let the characters do the talking.
 
Warning: This story includes domestic violence, which may be a trigger to some. Please take that into consideration before reading and have tissues ready.
 
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 I could feel my phone vibrating against my thigh as I made my way through the grocery store. There was so much that needed to be done, so much that I needed to do before tonight. Somehow, despite the late night I’d had with Edward, I’d managed to get out of bed and on the road early enough. I was a little behind schedule, but it was nothing that couldn’t be remedied by focusing on the tasks at hand. Right now, that task was getting the ingredients for the dinner Alice had helped me plan.

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Instrument

 
A/N: Happy birthday, DefinatelyStaying! I hope you have a fab day, with lots of sweet boys to look at. *bites lip* So… since this is you, I figured I’d try something a little different from what I’m used to. I hope you enjoy.
Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.
ooOoo

I sit, waiting for him – poised. Ready.

I breathe steadily, trying to clear my mind. Still, thoughts of past sessions come to mind unbidden, and I have to work to remain still, to fight the urge to squirm, to touch.

It’s been weeks since he introduced me to this life, since he began to teach me. I’m a quick learner, he tells me.

He’s shown me so many things. Brought me to new heights I never dreamed possible.


He plays my body as skillfully as he does his guitar, leaving me longing for more.

The door opens.

“Hello, my pet.”

Sparring

A/N: Happy Birthday, My Name Is Serendipity. I hope you have a fabulous day today, and that hubby spoils you as you deserve.
Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.
As ever, I do not own Twilight – it owns me.
ooOoo

“Bring it,” I taunt him, knowing Emmett never backs down from a challenge.

The gleam in his eyes tells me he won’t be holding back, which suits me fine. We’ve been skirting around the issue for weeks now, and I’m beyond frustrated.

Not angry. Just… in need of a good release, and it appears this is the only way I’ll get one.

We spar for what feels like hours, neither of us giving way until he manages to sweep me off my feet.

He lands on top of me, his chest heaving. His eyes burn into mine. He rasps, “Jazz…”

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