The Meeting by JustForkIt



Official Description:

They’ve known each other for years but never actually met. Through IMs, phone calls, and text messaging they’ve become best friends. But what happens with Bella takes an unexpected job opportunity that will put them both in the same town?

When I was offered the opportunity to write a review for The Meeting by justforkit, I jumped at it. Justforkit is the author of some of my favorite stories. I fell in love with her writing while reading The Honeymoon’s Over. It was like she was living my life…really. Then she began writing The Groupie. And while she broke my heart over and over again during that story, I kept going and was thrilled with the entire thing.

So when she began posting her newest story, The Meeting, I knew I had to read it. Bella and Edward have known each other for ten years. They talk on the phone, IM each other, email each other, but they’ve never actually met. This all changes when Bella is given the opportunity at her job to travel to Seattle, where Edward lives, to interview Jasper Whitlock.

Both Edward and Bella have people in their lives that think them meeting would be a huge mistake. Alice, Bella’s co-worker and best friend, is dead set against the two of them meeting. She thinks that Bella’s mind will be taken off her job if she sees Edward. Rosalie, Edward’s sister, is very protective of her little brother. She thinks that meeting Bella would do nothing but hurt Edward.

The two of them ignore the others in their lives and finally meet. They try to take it slow, but of course, the sparks fly.

“Can I just… do something?”

I moved so that I was standing directly in front of him and shook my head. “What do you mean?”

Edward’s eyes bore into mine for a second before his hands let go and his lips gently pressed against mine. I awkwardly stood there, wondering what the hell I was supposed to do, until it hit me that Edward was kissing me. His hands carefully cradled my face and I leaned forward, pressing my hands against his hard chest. And then there I was kissing Edward Cullen. And it was freaking amazing.

Much too quickly, he pulled away form my lips and leaned his forehead against mine. I kept my eyes closed and smiled at the way his breath fell against my mouth.

After a second that seemed to last an eternity Edward whispered, “I’ve been thinking about doing that for over a decade.”

I pulled against the front of his freshly pressed shirt, drawing him to me. “You don’t have to stop now.”

While this story is only nine chapters in, it has lots of potential hotness. And if I know justforkit like I think I do, there will be abundant hotness in this fic. She hasn’t failed me so far.

So, if you’re looking for a new fic to check out, definitely give The Meeting a shot. And while you’re at it, I think you should check out some of her other fics too…just sayin’.

 

Like secamimom, I love JustForkIt’s other stories, and The Meeting is no exception. I love the pacing and the characters. I love the anticipation that Bella and Edward feel before they finally meet each other. I love that all of the other characters aren’t totally on board with them “jumping in”.

“So, Edward’s bff-slash-soul mate is coming for a visit in a few days.”

I dropped my fork onto the plate in front of me and glared at my brother-in-law. “Thanks, Asshole.”

“Wait,” Rosalie slid back into her chair and shook her head. “That Bella girl is coming to Seattle? To see you?”

It wasn’t that I was ashamed of Bella. In fact, I was pretty much willing to start singing in musical verses because I was so damn excited that she was visiting. But, my sister had a tendency to be a little over protective of her little brother. And the last thing I wanted was for Rosalie to show up and intimidate the shit out of Bella. Now, thanks to the big mouthed idiot sitting across from me, my entire family would know that she was coming to Seattle. That would mean Rosalie would want to meet her and my mother would want to have some sort of family function.

“She’s got to interview some guy for the magazine she works for,” I answered evasively. “We might get together while she’s here. No big deal.”

It was a damn lie and Rosalie knew it. She turned her chair so that it was facing me and then turned on her I’m-your-big-sister-and-I-know-what’s-best-for-you charade. “Edward, do you know how many people are scammed by meeting someone off of the internet? What if this Bella, if that’s even her name, is just out to get your money or something?”

I had to laugh at that. “I’m a teacher, Rosalie. It’s not like I’m just rolling in the extra money I have stuffed away in my closet.” She tried to speak over me, but I raised my voice. “I’ve known Bella since I was eighteen. If she was going to scam on me, it would have been when I was young and stupid.”

“As opposed to now when you’re old and stupid.”

NGL, this story is hot. And one of the things that I love the most about it is how much Bella and Edward get each other. They know finally coming face to face could change their lives.

“And I don’t get an opinion?” I asked, looking up at him from the floor. “What about what I want?”

Edward slowly sat down on the floor in front of me and smiled, sadly. “What do you want, Bella?”

I looked up at him, getting lost in the green that stared back at me and gave him an honest answer. “I just want you. Since I was eighteen… that’s what I’ve wanted.”

I know there will be some angst, but I can’t wait to see how these characters handle what’s going to be thrown at them. There aren’t many fics that I drop everything to read when they update, but this is one of them. I hope you’ll read it, too.

 

 

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Green by Bratty-Vamp

Official Description: What happens when lawn-boy, geek, and self-proclaimed social leper finds himself in a situation that shakes his comfortable invisibility? Will he stay green? AU- All human.


Brattyvamp is one of my favorite authors in this fandom. She truly has the gift of story telling and her latest work-in-progress, “Green” does not disappoint. The story is told from Edward’s point of view. We meet him as he’s working as a landscaper the Summer before his Senior year. He’s just a normal 17 year old, hardworking guy with a good head on his shoulders. His best friend is Alice, who will make you seriously crack up. The first time we meet her is hysterical, she gets a surprise as she wakes Edward up from his slumber…

“Ew! EDWARD! You TOUCHED ME with it!” Alice was flailing her arms around like she just walked face-first through a spider web. “Gross, Edward! It poked me! Ew!”

“What were you doing in my bed?” I yelled up at her, feeling my cheeks flame. “God, Alice. Could you keep it down? It’s not like I was trying to…”

“But I FELT it!”

“For the love of God!” I huffed and pushed my glasses up. “Guys… wake up like that sometimes! It’s not my fault!”

So you get the picture of how funny their friendship is, totally platonic, but very close. They just understand each other. I wish I could quote the rest of that scene.

Bella is one of the popular girls. Of course Edward knows who she is, but this is not one of those stories where he pines away for her from a distance. Our Edward is a practical guy, he knows he’s just not in the same league as her. A chance encounter while he’s working in her yard changes everything and their unexpected friendship begins to grow. Edward realizes that she is so much more than the “popular girl” stereotype he’s given her. From the first time she learns his name…

“My name,” I said then. “It isn’t Elton. My name is Edward.”

“Edward.” Bella said my name sweetly, and then nodded. She actually gave me a little grin and I felt my cheeks heat. I hoped the floppy brim of my hat shaded my face well enough to hide my reaction to her expression. “Well thank you, Edward. For everything.”

I nodded and basked in another small smile of hers before she turned to go. I stumbled in the front door and frowned at my reflection in the hallway mirror.

Glasses slightly askew? Check. Dirty shirt that smelled like fish? Double check. Dressed like an eighty-year-old fisherman? Fuck my life.

You will seriously fall for Edward and his unassuming, honest and funny way he goes about life. Watching Bella and Edward find each other will leave you laughing and sighing all the way through. Their first kiss is one I will never forget. As Bella suggests he “practice” before going on a real date and kissing for real. I love the true confidence that shines through him at times…

“You should know… just so there’s no confusion about it someday…I’m going to count that as a real one.”

Awwww. I love him.

I must mention Edward’s relationship with his dad, Carlisle, who happens to be the chief of police. There’s a scene where he gives Edward a box of condoms that is absolutely hilarious and so realistic for a single dad. I don’t want to give too much away, so if you’re in the mood to laugh easy, or need something to brighten your day, read “Green” by brattyvamp. You will looove it.

I have the biggest fangirl crush on Bratty-VampGreen is of course no exception.

This time around, we meet Lawnward – who isn’t rich like we’re used to. And his father isn’t a doctor either, he’s the chief of police.

For the last three summers, I had been working for McCarty’s Lawn and Landscaping Service, saving every dime religiously for the day I would officially leave Forks Washington for bigger and better things.

For the last three summers, I had sneezed, grunted, and sweat my way across the lawns of the local elite…making their lives look picture-perfect from the curb so they didn’t have to.

During one of his summer visits to one of the nicer homes in town, Edward manages to get involved with Bella in an unconventional way:

“Help!” She yelled in my direction then. “Bella hit her head! I can’t swim! I can’t help her!”

I dropped my bag and pushed my hands against the top of the fence quickly. My feet slipped as the smooth and worn bottoms of my shoes tried to find enough traction to push me over the top. I finally made it, but not before my khaki’s caught on one of the sharp top points and tore a hole in the material at the back of my thigh. A sting told me I’d likely torn skin as well. But I didn’t have time to worry about that. I ran as fast as I could across the patio and toward the pool. Rosalie was still screaming, and I could see Bella’s body below the surface of the water. Without bothering to even remove my hat or my glasses, I dove in.

I love how she switches things up between the characters, making Edward the adorable nerd and Bella the gorgeous rich girl with a doctor for a father. After Edward saves her, a friendship begins between these two and seriously, did I mention he’s freaking adorable? And so is she – because she’s really obvious (to everyone except poor Edward) about what she wants…

“I don’t know why you are being such a baby about this,” Bella huffed. “Any friend will do. I mean… not that I advertise it or anything. But I practiced kissing with Rosalie.”

“What?” My eyes almost bulged out of my head, and I sat straight up.

“Oh. Don’t get all worked up over it,” Bella scoffed. “It wasn’t sexy or anything. We were young, and we just practiced. We didn’t even use tongues.”

“Shut up. You’re ruining this for me,” I smiled as I fell back against my pillows and closed my eyes.

“Quit joking.”

“I’m not. I’m serious. Mmmm,” I hummed, happy to have gotten her away from the topic of me kissing Jessica Stanley. I didn’t want to date her. End of story.

“What I’m trying to say, is that any friend will do.”

“Ben was easy enough to talk into a study group,” I continued joking. “But I’m pretty sure he’s not going to be down for some man on man making-out tutorial.”

“Edward. Shut up.”

I laughed and rolled to sit back up.

“Guess that’s settled then. I definitely can’t go on a date with Jessica, in my current state of inexperience.”

“Practice with me.”

The words sort of hovered in front of her mouth. And I held my breath while I waited for her to reel them back in. But she left them floating there between us.

“Pardon me?” I croaked.

“Practice with me,” Bella said again. “We’re friends now, right?”

“Friends. Right,” I nodded with a frown.

“And you aren’t totally grossed out by me, right?”

“Not totally, no,” I agreed in one of the most epic understatements in history.

“So… we can practice. You know. So you’ll be ready to do it for real.”
“You’re messing with me, right?”

“Nope.” Bella shook her head and opened her eyes wide. “Not at all.”

“You’re sure… you want to do this?”

“Absolutely,” Bella nodded.

“When?”

“Right now.”

“Really?”

“Why not?”

I sat there staring at her, trying to call her bluff. But she just stared right back. Bella Swan was sitting on the end of my bed, telling me that I could kiss her. I pinched my own arm, hard, and winced at the pain.

“What did you do that for?” Bella asked.

“Trying to make sure I’m not still dreaming.”

“I don’t think you are,” Bella laughed.

“Well… you aren’t wearing a cheerleading uniform while rolling around in a giant mound of whipped cream.”

The growing relationship is sweet and will give you some serious warm fuzzies. I always finish reading these chapters with a huge grin on my face, and I know you will too. So what are you waiting for?

I tend not to read a lot of fics where Edward and Bella are high school students. There’s a certain level of sameness many of them have. Somehow, Bratty-Vamp always seems to be able to write high school fics that shine. Green is no exception. It’s sweet, funny, and well-written.

Edward is the geeky lawn guy with an awkward Alice as his best friend. Bella is the misunderstood and uber-popular daughter of rich folk. They meet when Edward saves Bella from drowning in her pool. Bratty-Vamp reverses the roles for Charlie and Carlisle, making Charlie the wealthy surgeon and Carlisle the blue collar guy.

I love the dynamic between Edward and Alice:

To my credit, none of Bella Swan’s near drowning episode replayed in my mind while I slept. But I would be lying if I said that my subconscious didn’t happily recreate the sight of Bella and Rosalie in their bikinis. In my dream, I wasn’t working. I was holding myself against the side of the pool, sharing their conversation and thoroughly enjoying the view of their long, lean legs and their high, firm young…

I rolled over on my bed and startled myself awake when instead of being met with the flat surface of my mattress, I was stopped mid-roll by the soft feeling of a real, honest to goodness girl. A girl who started screaming as soon as I came in contact with her.

Alice rolled off one side of my bed while I rolled off the other. I banged my head on my bed-side table on the way down, and frantically pulled my comforter off the bed to cover my lap.

“Ew! EDWARD! You TOUCHED ME with it!” Alice was flailing her arms around like she just walked face-first through a spider web. “Gross, Edward! It poked me! Ew!”

“What were you doing in my bed?” I yelled up at her, feeling my cheeks flame. “God, Alice. Could you keep it down? It’s not like I was trying to…”

“But I FELT it!”

“For the love of God!” I huffed and pushed my glasses up. “Guys… wake up like that sometimes! It’s not my fault!”

There’s just a sweet innocence to Edward in this fic that makes me want to hug him. Not that he never thinks about sex or whatever (clearly), but his interactions with Alice are comfortable (and, I might add, Alice is not an annoying shopaholic asshole in this fic, which I always appreciate. I can’t even remember an instance where she is referred to as a “pixie” – this alone wins my wholehearted approval), and there’s just this awkward loveliness to Edward’s scenes with Bella. Take their first kiss, for instance:

“Are you ready?”

“Just kiss me,” Bella instructed. And so I did.

I only had to rock forward the tiniest bit, to fit my mouth over hers. And it was absolutely amazing how the simple touch of her lips sent a rush of heat from the top of my head all the way down to the tips of my toes. She didn’t pull away, and so I experimented a little by moving my mouth lightly back and forth against hers. It was… awesome. Bella’s lower lip trembled, and so I kissed that. And then, because I was at a loss, I tipped my face and kissed the corner of her mouth that always started each and every one of her smiles. Her lips parted then, and the sweetest little sigh came out of her. I pulled away a little, and watched as her eyelids fluttered open. She looked as dazed as I felt. It was just about the coolest feeling on earth, to know that I had made Bella look so sweet and dreamy and so… so kissable. I wasn’t stupid enough to believe that a chance like this would ever come along again. And I wanted more. So even though I was kinda worried that she might deliver one of those Hollywood-movie slaps when I finished, I decided to just go for it anyway.

This time I reached to push my hands into her hair. And she didn’t argue or protest when I pulled her mouth back to mine. I always thought I would be confused or something, when it came to kissing. Like… wondering which way to turn my head so our noses didn’t hit together… or wondering if I’d know what to do with my tongue. But oh God… there was Bella’s tongue. She parted her lips and touched my lip so softly with the tip of her tongue, that it was a very easy and natural thing to just follow her lead. I touched my tongue against hers, and tasted her. This was the best day of my life.

:dreamy sigh: Yeah, I’m a Bratty-Vamp fangirl. I highly recommend giving Green a read.

I am so in love with this story. It’s a HS fic, which I happen to love, but it isn’t your typical Edward and Bella. Usually, you have the Swans, with Charlie as a cop and head of the typical middle class family. And then the Cullens, with Carlisle being a doctor, living the good life. But in this story, Charlie is the doctor while Carlisle is the cop. Edward is the one admiring Bella from afar while she hangs with the more “popular” high school students. I have to say, it is very refreshing to read a story where Edward isn’t the completely smooth talking ladies man, but the typical teenager with all the problems that teenagers have.

“See you around?” Bella asked, when we finally traded places. I crinkled my forehead in confusion and turned to look back down at her. She hadn’t ‘seen me around’ in the entire three years of high school so far. I couldn’t imagine that changing now.

“I guess…” I said noncommittally. I wouldn’t hold her to it. “Maybe I’ll see you. You know. When I’m working or something.”

“Well anyway,” Bella twisted her fingers nervously in front of her. “Thanks again, Elton.”

Bella turned to walk to her car, and I couldn’t help but call out after her.

“It’s Edward.”

“What?” Bella turned and looked back in my direction.

“My name,” I said then. “It isn’t Elton. My name is Edward.”

“Edward.” Bella said my name sweetly, and then nodded. She actually gave me a little grin and I felt my cheeks heat. I hoped the floppy brim of my hat shaded my face well enough to hide my reaction to her expression. “Well thank you, Edward. For everything.”

I nodded and basked in another small smile of hers before she turned to go. I stumbled in the front door and frowned at my reflection in the hallway mirror.

Glasses slightly askew? Check. Dirty shirt that smelled like fish? Double check. Dressed like an eighty-year-old fisherman? Fuck my life.

This is another one of those stories that I drop everything and read immediately when it updates. I have a feeling you will too.

Eric Yorkie, The Van Helsing of Forks by duskwatcher2153

Official Description: Vampires have come to Forks, and only one person can possibly stop them. That would be me. I am Eric Yorkie, the Van Helsing of Forks. The True Adventures of a Vampire Hunter. A Twilight AU.


What would happen if someone in the town of Forks figured out that the Cullen’s were vampires? That idea has been tackled by various fics but I’ve never seen it addressed in such a funny, creative way as it is in Eric Yorkie, The Van Helsing of Forks.

This story is Twilight told through the eyes of Eric Yorkie, lovable dork of Forks High.

Duskwatcher2153 picks up the Twilight canon after Edward saves Bella from Tyler’s van. Eric was in the parking lot, taking pictures, and a review of his film shows a blurry Edward, which makes no sense because his high speed camera can capture sports pictures perfectly well.

After an attempt to talk to “Sullen Cullen, who all the girls want for some inexplicable reason even though he’s got less life in him than an animated corpse,” Eric’s suspicions are raised that there’s more to the Cullen family than meets the eye. Edward attempts to compel him to forget and it almost works but Eric is not easily dissuaded and he continues to suspect something is not quite right with the strange, beautiful family.

Duskwatcher2153 really does a good job showing the typical high school male psyche. Eric’s reaction to Rosalie, for instance:

“Rosalie is so fine, it should be criminal. You can hear the IQ dropping of the guys she passes in the halls as they sprout woodies. Really, it’s like a military salute; Rosalie walks by, high school boys’ dicks stand up in honor. She has this pink shirt she wears sometimes; it’s kind of low-cut and you can just catch a glimpse of the paradise of those tits. Makes me wanna holler, um hmm.”

Hilariously, even after he determines that the Cullens are vampires, he’s still willing to bang Rosalie as a testament to her hotness. So he understands Bella’s preoccupation with Edward.

After having his suspicions arise from the van incident, Eric takes to watching the Cullen’s closely. Jasper’s perfect volleyball skills in gym class, while on his cell phone, catches Eric’s discerning eye, and combined with his “conversation” with Coach Clapp in which he manages to tame the coaches’ anger over the cell phone also clue Eric in that something is different about those Cullen kids.

Later, when going through his various drawings of succubi, it his Eric like a bolt of lightning:

“The vampire king. Yellow eyes. Edward Cullen. Edward Cullen is a vampire.”

What follows is what makes the story for me. Eric sets out to prove his theories, by wearing garlic to school, borrowing his sister’s Madonna crucifix (which may kill Alice, because you know, fashion faux pas), and even attempting to record the Cullens at lunch. If you ever wanted to see the Cullens mess with humans, then this is the perfect story for you. They, of course, know what Eric thinks and enjoy poking at him at every opportunity.

Armed with his suspicions, his trusty vampire journal, the internet, and the help of Solomon Kane of Vampires Inc, Eric is out to prove that the Cullens are bloodthirsty monsters. Who will prevail? I’m afraid that’s probably not much of a mystery, but watching Eric fail at every turn gives this reader much delight. Grab your stake and your garlic and join Eric on his quest to rid Forks of evil!

In the interest of full disclosure, I beta edit Eric Yorkie: The Van Helsing of Forks. I’d be a fan girl of the fic even if I wasn’t though. We’re seriously lacking quality comedies in the fandom, so it warms my heart to see a new chapter from Duskwatcher come across my inbox. It’s humorous, well-written, and completely unique.

Eric Yorkie often gets short shrift, relegated to the geek or the friend character in the background. He gets to be front and center in this fic as the bystander who figures out the Cullens’ secret and obsesses about how to keep them from chowing down on the good citizens of Forks. Eric is, in fact, a geek, but he’s also a horndog (attracted to Rosalie despite her undead disposition) and a good brother.

The story picks up just after the whole incident in Twilight after Tyler nearly mows Bella down with his van. Eric finally notices some odd things about the Edward and then Jasper, most notably their ability to bend folks to their will with that handy vampire thrall.

This is big. This is huge. There’s a coven of vampires, and they’re living right here in Forks. Suddenly my face twists in horrified comprehension. Dr. Cullen works at the hospital…where the blood bank is! Of course, he’s probably been stealing blood and keeping them all alive. That’s why he poses as a doctor. I am aghast with the monstrosity of it all. They’re always talking about the need for blood drives. Now I know why! Oh, will their perfidy know no bounds?

But as I sit over my Cheerios, I start to settle down. You can’t just go around pointing fingers at some pale creep and accusing him of being a vampire. No, Eric, my boy, I tell myself, you are going to have to play it smart. You must gather evidence, like the photographs you took of the van accident, but even better. Then you can spring it on them all at once, and gather the townspeople and maybe stake the bastards.

I think about driving a stake into Edward’s chest, what with blood spurting out and everything, and it kinda grosses me out. Maybe I shouldn’t be the one to do that, actually. Maybe we could just lock them up instead. We may need to call in the experts. I’ll hit the internet after school, for sure. But for now, how to protect myself during the day?

Oh, the expert. Heh! This whole expert angle cracks me up, but I’ll leave it to you to introduce yourself to the brain behind Vampire Hunters, Inc. That’s some funny stuff! I also nearly peed my pants reading about Yorkie’s hilarious attempts to ward off the vamps with the typical things – garlic, holy water, crosses. And seeing the Cullens fuck with poor Eric makes me snicker.

Did I mention there are werewolves too? Yeah, put this one on your alert list – it’s a great foil to all that heartfail-y angst in the fandom!

I have seen this title floating around for a bit and I am not gonna lie, at first I ignored it. I am not a huge fan of vamp stories, although I read some, and I thought this was one of those. I thought when I read this it would be about some guy going around killing blood sucking vamps. But boy was I wrong. This story had me laughing so much.

I kneel and gather my books, but I keep my eyes on him. I know what you are, I think. Vampire.

Understanding blossoms in his eyes.

Holy shit on a stick, somehow he heard that. My heart jumps in my throat. His eyes narrow, and his eyebrows draw down−not a good sign. Mr. He takes a step toward me.

That’s enough for me. I’ve just managed to piss off a vampire. Way to go, Yorkie. Suddenly it occurs to me that maybe my current strategy has not been the best. The only person that knows the Cullens are vampires is me. They get rid of me, and they’re all golden.

“Eric!” Cullen calls to me, but I take off like a bat out of hell and enter the first building door I can. I look behind me and catch a glimpse of him heading this way just as the door closes. He’s coming after me! Holy fucking fangs, Batman!

Eric’s internal monologue about the things he observes about the Cullens is seriously too funny. I really am enjoying this story a lot and I think a lot of you guys would too.

Whenever Hmonster4 suggests something to read, I try to hop on it–and she’s always right. This is no exception. Eric Yorkie, The Van Helsing of Forks is hilarious.

I let myself dream for a moment. I’m standing in the school yard, my hands on my hips and the crucifix flashing in the sun. Around me, the Cullens are strewn on the ground, helpless with laughter. Bella, Angela and a dozen other girls run up to me, all dressed like Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders. “Oh, Eric!” they exclaim, pressing themselves against me. “We knew you were right all along!”

You don’t want to miss out on this amazing story. Trust me–read it right now!

Chancing Fate by JMCullen09

Official Description: After relocating to Forks with her parents to take ownership of the family store, Bella Swan meets an angry Edward Cullen – who happens to work at her parent’s store, but not by choice. Both have secrets and pain. Is their meeting coincidence or fate? OOC


Let me start by saying that anything JMCullen09 writes will be a wonderful read. So, when I saw that she had started writing a new story called Chancing Fate I didn’t hesitate to begin reading it.

Chancing Fate is an amazing story, you find yourself drawn in from the moment you start reading the prologue.

You’ve left wondering what happened to make Edward say “I fucking want you,” … “And I fucking hate that I do. So stop. Stop whatever it is you’re doing.”…

And then the story begins… Bella received a heart transplant. The medical bills incurred from her illness forced her parents into bankruptcy. So, when Renee’s uncle offers them his general store to run, they jump at the opportunity to get back on their feet financially. Moving to Forks from Phoenix, Bella finds herself having to start a new school and making new friends.

From the first moment Bella meets Edward there is a strong connection between them.

Bella finds herself just staring and unable to look away, Edward is thrown by this and snaps at Bella “Quit fucking looking at me,”. Bella doesn’t understand what she has done to deserve such hatred from Edward and soon finds herself totally consumed with thoughts of him.

Edward wishes he could just forget this annoying new girl. Who is she to come into his world and make him feel things he has buried deep down and vowed never to feel again?

And this is the start to their hate/hate relationship.

The more time they spend around each other the deeper their attraction to each other becomes. The sexual tension between them is out of this world. As a reader, you are left breathless waiting for Edward’s next word, action, and emotion.

After nine chapters we have returned to the prologue. The last chapter concluded with these two lines…

Don’t fall asleep, Bella. You have somewhere to be when everyone falls asleep.
My entire body flushed with heat. I was in so much trouble later.

If you appreciate intense UST, then this story is perfect for you. I promise, Chancing Fate will own and consume you.
Enjoy.

Chancing Fate pairs Bella, the new girl at Forks High with a two year old heart transplant she’s not keen on everyone knowing about, with Edward, the Patron-guzzling douche who acts that way because he’s damaged from some kind of emotional trauma. He pisses her off… she pisses him off.

The heart transplant angle is interesting because I worked for a while with a lot of people who have either had heart transplants or pacemakers. Reading about Bella’s scar brings back lots of memories for me, as well as some hilarious stories about boyfriends seeing the scar for the first time.

I’m reminded of something else when Bella and Edward come face to face one night in the Cullen house when she and Alice are having a sleep over, although I can’t quite put my finger on it:

I quickly grabbed a bottle of water and hobbled back toward the stairs, moving up them leisurely to save myself from any further injury. I was just rounding the corner from the top step when I ran smack dab into another body.

I went to scream on instinct, but a hand clamped over my mouth. I scrunched my eyes together, then opened them, blinking rapidly as the face the hand belonged to came into focus. He leaned in so that I could no longer see his face, his warm breath caressing the shell of my ear as he spoke. “Shhh… You wouldn’t want to wake the others and shit, would you?”

Edward stepped back, but was still standing so close I could feel the heat of his body. I stared up at him, feeling my heart thunder in my chest from the adrenaline running through my system. The moment I shook my head, he dropped his hand from my mouth.

This is an alternating point of view fic, and scenes are repeated from both points of view. I have a theory about where this is going and what the thing that drives Bella and Edward apart is going to be… guess we’ll see how that plays out.

This story had me hooked after reading the prologue.

I could feel his warm breath on my mouth, taste him as my tongue dipped out to drag a path across my bottom lip. Being this close to me, this was not something Edward did. “I fucking want you,” he admitted through gritted teeth. “And I fucking hate that I do. So stop. Stop whatever it is you’re doing.”

Just wondering why on Earth Edward is so pissed at Bella for “making” him want her has me dropping everything I am doing when an update rolls in. Bella is the quiet, shy girl in high school and Edward just seems like a pretty annoying dick. But you can tell that both of them have a lot of secrets and that is what keeps me reading this story…that and the fact that I love me an angry, brooding, hot as hell Edward. But then again, who doesn’t?

I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her body tight against mine. I crashed my lips to hers. “Don’t let me,” I pleaded. It was as much for her as it was for myself, because I knew if my tongue entered her mouth, if I tasted her right then, the window for halting this shit was over.

She didn’t fight me, didn’t even try to stop my mouth from claiming hers. I didn’t know if I wanted to thank her, or fucking yell at her for not having more a need for preservation of life.

“Stop me, Bella,” I demanded in a low voice.

God, if you don’t stop me right now, Bella, I won’t be able to stop.

“No,” she whispered back. She was so fucking defiant, and the fact that she defied me made my dick practically weep in satisfaction.

I groaned loudly, pushing my tongue inside her mouth. Fuck, she tasted so good.

I mean, come on, tell me you don’t want to know what happens after this? Believe me, you won’t regret starting this story.

I hadn’t heard of Chancing Fate when secamimom put it up on our list, but when I realized this is the same author that writes The Unaccompanied Soul, I decided to check it out. That, and the fact that I’m a sucker for hs-fics in general :)

Nine chapters in, I like it. I love how realistic Edward’s thoughts are.

My eyes shot up, landing right on Bella’s face. I was instantly enraged. I wanted to break Tyler’s fucking jaw. I didn’t give a shit if it was irrational or not, because she wasn’t my girl, but he still shouldn’t be asking her out. She wasn’t his. She’d never be his.

I watched her, the blush on her cheeks spreading down the visible part of her neck as she stared back at him. Her breathing increased, she bit her lip and flushed deeper. It was like she sensed me staring at her. She fucking knew I was looking, I knew she did, even if she wasn’t staring back at me.

Don’t fucking do it, Bella! Don’t you say yes to him!

I really thought she was going to say no, because I willed her to tell Tyler to fuck off, until Alice opened her goddamn mouth about double dating with her and Jasper. My eyes drifted from Bella to Alice, and I was pretty much incinerating her with my eyes.

“Uh… yeah, that sounds great.”

The moment she said yes, I shoved back in my chair, practically knocking it over as I left that fucking lunchroom. There was no way that sitting there in that chair any longer was a possibility, not after she told Tyler yes. I couldn’t look at him without wanting to cause him serious pain. I wanted to hurt that motherfucker. I wasn’t even sure how I managed to get up and leave at all.

Mac said she has an idea where this is headed, and I guess I need to ask her about it, because I have no clue, lol. Chancing Fate is hot and angsty and has a great plot. Check it out.

Fortune’s Fool by Skeezon

Official Description: Bella is a spoiled, rich girl taking what she wants and only looking out for herself. Edward is the “Inside Man,” on a job to steal 40 million dollars from the richest man in town, Charles Swan. Will he get what he came for or is he in over his head?


This is a story of Bitchella and Conward.

Charles Swan, multi-millionaire and rumored sugar daddy to his personal assistant, Alice, is said to have over thirty million dollars locked in a safe somewhere in the Swan home.

“Some people called him crazy, some called him the smartest bastard alive. We called him a dumb ass.”

Edward is a con-man, sent to scope out the family vault in the Swan mansion. Guided by his fellow criminals, Jasper and Emmett, Edward tries to stay on task of casing the house while maintaining his cover as a maintenance man for the Swans.

Bella feels she entitled to treat everyone around her like shit. She’s the spoiled rich kid that everyone hates, including Edward, and she seems to always get in his way, trying to throw a wrench – or shall we say crotch – in the way of his undercover snooping.

“I’m Edward fucking Cullen. I am not ruled by pussy or women.”

So, when Bella meets her match in Edward, and he fights against her feminine wiles, what does any self-respecting eighteen year old do when she’s being denied attention my a man? She walks around naked and shakes her ass, of course! Bella corners him and tries to seduce him, but Edward is crazy strong (emphasis on ‘crazy’) because he just walks away. *Collective gasp from readers* But not to worry…Bitchella isn’t taking no for an answer.

Skeezon has got this story licked. (hee hee) It will make you so hot, bothered, and angry that you’ll want to fuck something hard against a tree and keep coming back for more! *winks*

Fortune’s Fool sort of reminds me of a reverse Charlie’s Angels (the television show, not those lame ass movies). Instead of three crime fighting, private eye beauties with a mysterious boss, Emmett, Jasper, and Edward are burglars… and there does seem to be a mysterious boss. Edward, an outwardly hardened product of the foster system with an inwardly damaged, Walt Whitman-spouting thief, is playing the part of the maintenance dude, so the three angels, er, dudes can get their hands on rich asshole Charles Swan’s rumored $35 mil snug up in a safe somewhere in the house. Bella is the standard issue rich bitch slut who’s tired of it all and wants to schtup Edward. Resistance is, I’m guessing, futile.

Shortish chapters make this fic a quick read, and I do like Skeezon’s use of Alice as Charles Swan’s personal assistant, whom Bella assumes is screw the boss. Esme plays Bella’s surrogate mother, the nanny who tries to keep Bella on the straight and narrow, since Renee is seemingly on constant holiday with Pedro the pool boy. Esme and Bella have an interesting dynamic.

The snappy dialogue keeps this fic moving, and there are a few exchanges, like the following one between Edward and Jasper, that made me snicker:

“No, but I can show you how to fold a napkin to make it look like a vagina.”

“You’re fucking special, Jasper.”

“Thanks for noticing.”

Each chapter is split into points of view from both Edward and Bella, and the action in the fic is generally repeated from both points of view.

It should be noted that Edward’s hair is not – I repeat, not – feathered, nor does there appear to be a Bosley… unless Esme switches teams. Huh. Hey, you never know where this one could be going.

You guys already know I recc’d one of Skeezon‘s stories as my o/s for Wednesday so when I heard about this story and realized who it was that wrote it I knew I had to read it. This Bella is a major bitch to pretty much everyone she knows. And in walks Edward, who I believe, pretty much throws her for a loop. They are both so attracted to one another but know that it would be wrong to act on it. Does that stop them? Ha, what do you think?

He inhaled deeply before placing his lips against my ear and whispering, “You smell like salt and sex. You should really clean yourself up, Bella. I don’t do sloppy seconds.”

I practically growled, before pushing him off of me with all my might. He stumbled a bit before catching himself and smirking at me. Now, I wanted to slap that smirk right off of his pretty little face.

“Get the fuck out of my room, Edward.”

“As you wish,” he answered before turning to leave.

“And try not to steal anything on your way out!” I shouted at his retreating form before the door slammed closed, cutting off his echoing laughter.

The witty banter and UST between these two makes this a must-read story.

I should tell you this right now–I got to pre-read this entire fic. That’s right. I know everything that will happen! *muhahahahahaha*

Okay. After my evil laugh, I need to tell you that this is one of my favorite stories. I love a badgirl Bella. And I love a cocky Edward. And you know that I love fuckhotness. This fic has all of that, plus so much more.

“That’s a nice shirt you have there,” I teased.

She looked down and then up at me, “Yeah, I like it.”

“It looks really fucking good on you,” I said, taking a step towards her. “But, it is mine. You’re a thief, rich girl.”

She dragged her fingers through her hair, across her chest and down to the buttons, where she started to undo them.

“I’m sure you need it back then, don’t you?” She asked, continuing to open the shirt.

I nodded, the sight of her exposed skin and tiny panties causing my brain function to cease and desist.

“Well? What are you waiting for? Come get it.”

Well? What are you waiting for? Read this story. Right now :)