The Butterfly Effect by LyricalKris

Official Description:

Edward’s fall from grace destroyed not only his life, but the lives of those he loved the most. When he passes out teetering on the edge of total destruction and wakes up 17 again, how many times will he have to repeat the same day to set things right?

Word Count: 109,484

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Addicted by Cosmogirl7481

Official Description:

Bella has a secret. But how long can she really keep it in the closet? A sexy little story with humor and drama. ExB, AH, and OOC. Rated M dirty language and content of a sexual nature.

Word Count: 19,347

Kass told me to read this one, and as usual, she always knows just what I like. It’s perfect, so fucking perfect. Like ‘give me a minute to take a cold shower, and cool down’ perfect.

If you’re looking for a smooth talking Edward, an Edward that will make you giggle, flush, and wish he was yours to keep, look no further.

“I like your hair down,” he whispers, reaching behind me and locking the door. “And since I can’t see it spread across my pillow,” he continues, reaching up and grabbing it at the nape of my neck, “I’ll have to settle for feeling it between my fingers.”

And I whimper.

His words make me fucking whimper.

Oh, Bella. His words make me whimper too.

And what about this?

I can’t help but notice Edward is writing something on the pad. I look up at him, and he smiles.

It’s almost sweet, playful. And then he looks back down at the pad. Following his eyes, I look at the pad. And there in relatively big, block letters are the words, “I CAN STILL TASTE YOUR PUSSY ON MY TONGUE.”

I can’t help the small gasp that escapes my lips, and I lift my eyes to meet his. And he is fucking smirking. His eyes are teasing, and I wonder if he can see the flush on my face. And even more than that, I wonder if I’m flushing from anger or arousal. It pisses me off that I know that it’s both.

He looks down and writes something else. And even though I know I shouldn’t – even though I know I should be furious for what he’s already written on that piece of paper – I look. I can’t help it.

“YOU’RE FUCKING DELICIOUS.”

My eyes widen, and my whole body warms…tingles. I feel a rush of wetness between my legs, and I curse myself for letting him affect me this way. At work. In front of my boss. Looking over at him, I mouth the words, “Fuck you.”

And without missing a beat, he mouths back, “Please.”

Dies.

Each chapter just gets better and better. The last chapter? Yeah. *swoons*
You with out a doubt want to read this one. It’s sexy, funny, sweet, and like I said at the beginning, perfect. You’ll be able to read it quickly, you’ll fall in love with them, and then you’ll want to read it again.

Trust me.

GOD. I don’t know what else to say about this, other than you’re seriously, seriously missing out if you don’t read it. It’s hot. It’s sweet. It’s angsty. It’s funny. It’s dramatic. It’s unexpected. It’s swoonworthy.

You might start reading this story, thinking it’s like any other officesque fic cliche, but you’d be wrong. Oh, there’s fucking in the supply closet. There’s the anxiety over what would happen if they get caught. There’s the drama of one of them trying to call it off. But there’s also sweetness and vulnerability that is displayed by both of their characters that surprised me.

“You will let me in,” he says. “I will stand out here all night if I have to. I’ll fucking pound on your door until you open it. Now open the door, Bella. Please.

One of the things that I love the most about this fic, besides how fucking HOT it is, is that this Edward doesn’t take Bella’s shit. She might want to play the victim for a brief moment, but he doesn’t let her.

I love that.

I also love what happens in Carlisle’s office. Both times.

I cannot say enough about this. It’s a quick read, and it’s amazing. You really have to read it. xo

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Finding My Place by antiaol



Official Description:

It’s always difficult searching for where you belong. An entry for the Fun With Your Clothes On o/s contest.

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Oceanic by Rochelle Allison

Official Description: Waterbeds can be sexy. Who knew? Edward and Bella, best friends to more-than-friends. Once a WitFit.
Word Count: 16,667


Why should you read Oceanic? Because it’s Rochelle Allison, the writer who gave us the lovely Curtains and even more lovely With Or Without You. Because is blessedly short, you can easily read it in one sitting. Because it’s very sweet without being roll your eyes fluffy. Because even Rochelle says in an A/N that the story isn’t deep and meaningful, but it’s all the better for it. Because sometimes simple is good.

The plot is one I’m sure you’re familiar with, Edward and Bella are in high school They’re best friends. Edward buys a waterbed and then they jokingly make out one night. Do you see where this is going?

What sets this story apart from the other “best friends to more” stories is the presentation. There’s the teasing dialogue between Edward and Bella.

“Yeah, if you’re into cheesy seduction scenes from the 80′s,” I teased, rolling on to my back.
Edward folded his arms, smirking arrogantly down at me. “Girls will love this. You know you do.”

“Anyway, I don’t need props to be successful. I could do ‘em on the floor and they’d love it,” he continued, grinning, enjoying my grimace of disgust. “This’ll just enhance the ride.”

There’s friends and fun and a bonfire on the beach and a Jake that actually a good friend to Bella. There’s fighting and immaturity and apologies. And there’s two kids trying to figure their way through falling for the first time. It’s sweet and silly and awkward, but none of it is overly contrived or too long. The entire story is under 17 thousand words, so there just isn’t any chance for a word to be wasted.

This story really is the perfect way to spend the end of a hard day: light and sweet and refreshing! Enjoy!

I’m always looking for something lighthearted, something that will leave my heart happy and a smile on my face. If that’s what you’re looking for, you don’t have to look any farther than Oceanic.

Rochelle Allison’s Bella and Edward are completely adorable. She’s sassy, and he’s cocky. You can’t help but fall in love with them from the very beginning.

In other ways, though, everything had changed.

It was the subtle stuff, the linked pinkies in the hallway at school, private jokes and playing footsie when I’d have dinner at the Cullen’s. It wasn’t, like, this huge deal but people noticed; more than once I caught people gawking at our lunchtime canoodling.

I love any story that makes me laugh, and this one definitely brings the giggles.

He flopped down on to the waterbed, making a wave slosh from one side to the other, jostling me in the process.

“Watch it now,” I warned playfully as the ripples rolled us closer together. “You don’t want the magical oceanic motions to arouse me.”

If you aren’t already reading it, get on it. You don’t want to miss out on this one.

Sometimes, you just need something short and sweet, but a one-shot doesn’t quite cut it. Well, true to her delicious style of short, concise chapters, Rochelle Allison has given us more wonderful Edward/Bella.

I love how easy the characters are to relate to as teenagers. Even when things are “complicated,” it’s still all pretty simple. They just have to figure out how to get there without someone spazzing. Because it’s high school, and there’s always someone spazzing about something. You remember.

I bet you also remember random make out sessions, often with good friends. You know, when just making out was it. Let’s take a look at a super cute, humorous moment:

“Bella.”

“What?”

“Let’s kiss some more.”

I tried not to smile, but it didn’t work. “Why?”

He stood close, making me feel fluttery. “Because it feels good. Especially on my new bed.”

“Ugh, you and this bed,” I groaned.

“It worked, didn’t it?”

“…maybe.”

There are some bumps along the way. Bella faces the awkwardness of going from being really good friends with Edward to wondering if he only wants to hang out so they can fool around. She’s unsure of her changing feelings for a while, and there’s just the right amount of moody Edward to suggest it’s the same for him. Oh, and there are some fun, indulgent citrusy moments.

Do they end up together? Of course. Is it adorable and sweet? Well, that goes without saying if you’ve ever read Ro’s fics before this one.

On one hand, nothing about my life had changed. I hung out with my friends during school and after, kicked it with them on the weekends. We still went to Dairy Queen or the movies, goofed off together during lunch, congregated at each other’s homes. The increasingly cold, wet weather had pretty much put a hold on the beach bonfires, so that meant more aimless driving around at night, meeting up wherever everyone else was.

In other ways, though, everything had changed.

It was the subtle stuff, the linked pinkies in the hallway at school, private jokes and playing footsie when I’d have dinner at the Cullen’s. It wasn’t, like, this huge deal but people noticed; more than once I caught people gawking at our lunchtime canoodling.

Because Edward and I had been close for so long, we sort of skipped right through the “getting to know you” stage. If I didn’t count the whole marshmallow debacle and the miscommunication right after, I’d have to say our transition from friends to lovers was relatively smooth.

He knew my quirks, and I knew his, so our friendship was the same as ever.

See what I mean? It feels real and fun and young, and all in all, Oceanic is a quick, delightful read.

Oh, and the last two lines of the story are guaranteed to make you smile and squee =)

What can I add to these other great reviews besides my undying support for this girl and the fuckawesome stories she writes? If you haven’t read anything else by Rochelle Allison (what the hale are you waiting for?!?), you might not know that the way she strings words together is amazing–concise, yet deep.

He slipped in beside me, grabbing my wrist with his free hand.

My heart skipped a beat, because we were now partly blocked from the beach and I knew what was coming. Shivering a little, I looked at him. “What?” I asked quietly, trying not to focus on his mouth.

“You know what,” he said, pulling me closer and kissing me.

Oceanic is a sweet high school fic that’s complete and full of high-schooly drama. There’s a girl who starts to like a boy and worries about how it’ll affect their friendship. She knows that he could mess her up, and I love that she tells him so.

I nodded, coming down and trembly.

“Edward?”

He gazed down at me, his eyes going from my eyes to my mouth and back to my eyes. “Yeah?”

“I’m not a plaything, okay?”

He frowned, shifting so he was next to me. “I know…”

“Do you?”

He nodded. “Yeah. I do.”

“I’m not like you. I can’t handle this if it goes further and you’re not…into it. Don’t hurt me like that,” I whispered.

It was strange; I could almost see it flash across his face, what I’d been trying to tell him. That we were in a different place now, that yes, we had crossed a line and he couldn’t really keep jumping back and forth across it.

He smiled a little. “I’m into it.”

I just love it. And I think you will too.

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The Afternoon Adventures of Edward and Willy by 22blue

Official Description: A one shot written for the Support Stacey Auction. Smutty, vulgar, and meant for fun. Word Count: 5,770

This one-shot was recc’d to me a few months ago, and since that day I’ve read it more than just a few times. It’s funny, and all kinds of hot. – 22blue has definitely created an Edward and Bella unlike any I’ve read before.

This looks good, and it kind of feels good. This surprises me. I turn around and peek over my shoulder to check out my ass in the bathroom mirror. I really do have a nice ass, but these panties just won’t do. The floss of the thong is cutting into me, and I think Willy might suffocate. Willy is my dick.

So what happens when Edward and Willy are left home alone, and bored? Let’s just say he gets a little curious…

Fuck, the damn corset is so tight I can’t even bend over. The wire, or whatever the hell it is, cuts into my ribs, and that shit hurts. I start to shimmy, and Willy shakes back and forth, slapping against my thighs like a limp snake until the thong is at my ankles. I step out, and because I can’t bend over, I pick them up with my toes. I do this move that would look really athletic, almost soccer-like, if I wasn’t wearing a corset. Tossing the underwear up behind me, I catch them in my hand. I do have good coordination, if nothing else.

Of course his fun can only last so long before there’s an interruption, and poor Edward isn’t quite sure what to do.

“Babe?” My head shoots up toward the mirror, and I’m abruptly brought back to the present. Bella’s home. Shit! Why the hell is she home so early? I shove Willy back into the underwear, slam the bathroom door shut, then lock it. “Up here!” I yell – why the hell did I tell her where I am? Jesus Christ, I’m fucking panicking right now and really hope she doesn’t come upstairs. I silently offer a deal to God. I tell him I’ll donate a thousand dollars to a charity, or work in a soup kitchen, or volunteer at a hospital if he’ll help me get out of this thing before Bella comes upstairs.

Bella’s reaction, and what happens next might just surprise you. If you’re looking for something fluffy that will definitely bring the giggles, The Afternoon Adventures of Edward and Willy is definitely a must read. Once you’re done, you can join me in an effort to convince 22blue to give us more.

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