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Coffee

March 17, 2011 / / 1 Comment
A/N: Happy Birthday, VampIsTheNewBlack. Hope you have an awesome day, with lots of hugs and kisses from your man.
Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.
ooOoo

“It figures the coffeepot would be the first thing you unpacked,” I chuckle.

He grins, raising one eyebrow. “Of course! Gonna need plenty of my favorite nectar to survive all this.”

He tilts his head to all the boxes piled everywhere.

My lips twitch as he pours us both coffee. “So, this is your favorite, huh? Damn, and here I thought…”

I let my words trail, knowing he’ll get what I’m not saying. Sure enough, he lightly nudges my arm, his voice huskier than before. “You know that that doesn’t count, mister.”

“Do I, now?”

Leaning in, he kisses me.

Tomorrow

March 16, 2011 / / 0 Comments

A/N: My dearest CaptainJezebel. I know you’re having a hard time of things, so me and the boys just wanted to try to cheer you up a bit. Enjoy!
Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.
As ever, I do not own Twilight – it owns me.
ooOoo


Sighing, I stare out at the sea, letting the shouts and hollers of the guys wash over me. I know I should participate – it’s our last day here, after all – but I just… can’t. Because tomorrow, he’ll be gone, and knowing that leaves me feeling drained. Cold.

I shiver, closing my eyes.

I startle at the feel of Edward climbing into my lap, his arms around my neck.

He smiles. “Don’t be sad, Jay,” he murmurs.

“Can’t help it.”

He leans in. “I’m not going anywhere, baby.”

I blink in confusion. “Really?”

“Mhmm. Everything’s arranged. I’m staying.”

He kisses me.

banner courtesy of MomBailey

Gewidmet dem Einen, den ich liebe

March 14, 2011 / / 0 Comments
A/N: Vielen Dank an Kimi04 für die Übersetzung des Geschichten, und anTiny16 für den beta-Job. Ich bin mir ganz klar, das dies ein richtig schmerzhaften Job war, und ich bin unglaublich dankbar dass ihr so eine gute Arbeit damit getan haben.
Ich möchte eine Kleenex Warnung aussprechen, ehe ihr diese Geschichte lesen werdet. Glaubt mir, sie sind nötig.
Wie immer, ist Twilight nicht meines. Die Jungs sprechen aber immerhin mit mir.
ooOoo
Gewidmet dem Einen, den ich liebe


Mit dem Stift in der Hand saß ich vor meinem Notizbuch – ich hatte es schon immer gehasst am Computer zu schreiben. Einen Blick auf das Foto werfend, das auf meinem Schreibtisch stand, strich ich mit dem Finger über das lachende Gesicht. Ich mache das für dich, Liebster. Ich vermisse dich.

Mit einem Seufzen dachte ich an den Tag zurück, an dem dieses ganze Schlamassel begonnen hatte.

„Babe, was ist los?“ Continue reading

courtesy of Christag_banners

Living Through the Nightmares

March 12, 2011 / / 0 Comments
A/N: The wonderful christag_banners created the banner and put it up for adoption. When I saw it, Emmett immediately began to yell at me. Who am I to deny him?
Thank you, to christag_banners for pre-reading, as well as for letting me adopt the banner.
Thanks, also, to lyricalkris for beta’ing.
Tissue (and mention of rape) warning with this one. It is not a happy fic, but nonetheless one worth reading, I hope.
As ever, I do not own Twilight. The characters just keep talking to me.


“No! Please! No! Stop!” Rose alternately screamed and sobbed.

I came running into our bedroom – only it hadn’t really been ours since that day, about a month ago. Dropping to my knees next to her, I tried to call out to her, pleading with her, “Rosie, baby, I’m here… Rose, wake up, please… just wake up.”

Oh God… Rosie…

She was flailing, her arms swinging wildly as if to fend off an attacker – to fight him off of her. She continued to scream and sob, her legs kicking every which way under the covers and her head thrashing from side to side. Her eyes were shut tight as tears coursed freely down her cheeks. Continue reading

Crisscrossed Cupid

March 10, 2011 / / 0 Comments

Bella’s heart was pounding in her chest, her hands clammy as she fumbled to fold the carefully crafted paper heart in half. “You can do this,” she muttered to herself. “Just walk over and pretend to stumble. It’s not like you don’t trip over your own two feet often enough for people to buy it.”

Glancing around the corner to make sure everyone was still talking, she took a deep breath. They were all there, and thank god he was standing with his back to her. She let her gaze wander to the jumble of bags between her and the group a little further away. Yes, she could see his bag, right in the middle, with others piled around it. At least, she thought it was his; there were two that looked very alike. Continue reading

My Bloody Valentine

March 10, 2011 / / 0 Comments

My eyes fluttered shut as I inhaled deeply. Oh, so sweet… the fear makes it so… I licked my lips in anticipation, my eyelids opening slowly so I could survey my surroundings. I could hear them, hearts beating wildly, pumping precious liquid through their veins; soft whimpers, hushed words of comfort and reassurance that all would be well.

Oh, it will be…just not for you. Continue reading

My Mystery Valentine

March 10, 2011 / / 0 Comments

“Bachelor of the year, my ass,” I grumbled as I opened the door to my apartment, closing it behind me with more force than strictly necessary. “You would think that it’d be possible to meet someone who was actually interested in getting to know me, and not just the balance of my checkbook.”


With a sigh, I kicked off of my shoes, dropping my keys in the small bowl on the table by the front door. I threw the magazine with yet another article about me next to it even as I loosened my tie. I walked to the kitchen, grabbing a beer from the fridge before heading to my room. I took a long swig from the bottle, then put it down as I contemplated whether to order a pizza or something, or simply skip dinner altogether.  I most definitely wasn’t in the mood to go out, tonight of all nights. Fucking Valentine’s Day. Continue reading

Time

March 10, 2011 / / 0 Comments
A/N: Happy Birthday, RMHale, I hope you have a great day.
Here’s a little bit of Edward & Jasper to celebrate.
Thanks to OnTheTurningAway for beta’ing.
As ever, I don’t own Twilight, it owns me.
ooOoo


He’s not here…

I glance up at the clock. According to the board, Edward’s train arrived ten minutes ago, but I see no sign of him. He knows where to go: the photo booth by the clock, as always.

My eyes search the crowd for that familiar glimmer of copper, finding none.

Five more minutes…

Straining, I stand on tip-toe, hoping to see. It’s been so long since he was here. I ache to hold him again.

“I hate this long-distance shit,” I grumble.

Arms snake around me from behind as lips press against my cheek. “Couldn’t agree more, babe.”

Wheat

March 6, 2011 / / 2 Comments
A/N: Happy Birthday, atypicalswan, I hope you have a great day today.
Enjoy a little peek into Edward & Jasper; they wanted to share with you.
Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.
As ever, I do not own Twilight – it owns me. 
ooOoo

“C’mon, show me!” Jasper whines.

Biting my lip, I shake my head, my hold on the necklace tightening.

He pouts. “Please? I want to see what Alice sent you for your birthday.”

Several minutes pass with Jasper pleading, coercing, even resorting to tickling me to make me comply. In the end, he wins – of course. I open my palm to show the single head of wheat encased in resin.

Jasper looks at me questioningly, and I blush.

“Alice made it,” I mumble, my eyes flickering over his face. “Because it reminds me of you.”

I reach out, touching his hair.

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