I was beginning to wonder if this chapter was going to get finished. First my son got the flu Saturday, then baby girl started throwing up halfway through this chapter. She got sick every fifteen to twenty minutes between 7 and midnight before finally her body let her rest and I was eventually able to lay her down and get some sleep myself. Both kids are feeling better today, but now hubby is feeling as though he were hit my a train. Keeping my fingers crossed I escape the yuck...but knowing my luck, I'm not holding my breath. At any rate, I was able to wrap it up this morning and get it to my beta. Hope you enjoy!
“As Edward and Jasper are fully aware, things with France are still in disarray. The King’s decisions are making little sense and since we are not personally involved, our allies are looking to England to find a resolution and ensure peace. The attempts at diplomacy so far from Spain have yielded little to no results, the same is true of Italy. It has been suggested that a more official showing in France might bring about a more resolute solution.”
Carlisle watched as Bella’s face crumbled, her quick intellect already deducing the coming announcement, while his poor daughter still sat in anxious ignorance. He paused, casting an apologetic look at Bella, who understood immediately, before looking carefully at Alice as he finished his proclamation.
“I debated for many nights the best course of action, knowing the weight my decision would bear on the spouse of whomever I sent. No option was simple, and all left one or both of my daughters in distress, but what we do what we must. In two days time, I am sending, Edward, Jasper, and Emmett to France to see if they can reach some sort of peaceful accord with King Louis and end this insanity.”
Bella began to nibble on her bottom lip as it began to quiver lightly, while Edward reached to grasp her shoulder comfortingly. She lifted her hand to rest atop his, twining their fingers as best the position could allow. Meanwhile, Alice immediately deteriorated into sobs, shaking her head as she grasped her stomach in a protective manner.
Carlisle wanted badly to soothe his daughter, but knew her husband could do a superior job as he knelt before her, cupping her face in his hands and whispering words of comfort. Carlisle waited for the worst of the upset to pass before he finished what he needed to say.
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Sunday, March 28, 2010
Announcements and Flyboy chapter 19 teaser
Due to changes in plans and sick kiddos and my lack of inspiration, I was epic fail in getting a chapter lined up for SF so no teaser this week. Keep checking though, because I will post one once I get a chance to work on the chapter. I have an idea what will happen, but haven’t sat down to write it yet. I borrowed the first book of The Black Dagger Brotherhood series and read it last night instead, so I could quickly and easily toss it down if my son started getting sick again. Thankfully, he hasn’t had those issues since late last night. Here’s hoping it stays that way. I’m now addicted to BDB now, fyi. LOL.
Anyway, I do apologize for the SF failure. I did, however, get two chapters of Flyboy done…so the next chapter is below. I will post the full chapter this Thursday and then it too will drop back to once weekly updates.
I wanted to sit there all day with her, just enjoying the feel of her in my arms, but I could feel the exhaustion catching up with me again. If I stayed there, I could easily fall asleep which could be dangerous for the baby. Reluctantly, I carefully laid her down in her white crib, watching her until she stopped shifting and fell back into a deep sleep before creeping out of the room and down the stairs.
Most of the guests had left, understanding that we were tired and both needed to rest. I hugged everyone before climbing back up the stairs to climb back into our bed for the first time in nearly a week. I rolled on my side and immediately drifted from the world around me.
It didn’t seem to take very long at all before I felt the bed dip behind me and Edward curled up with me.
“I missed you,” he sighed reaching around me to massage the baby, only to jump up when my large distended stomach had mostly disappeared, leaving only a flabby lump behind instead. I turned toward him with a smile as he blinked at me with surprised eyes.
“Did? Did you have the baby?”
See you Thursday with Flyboy update and with any luck, both stories posting Monday!
Anyway, I do apologize for the SF failure. I did, however, get two chapters of Flyboy done…so the next chapter is below. I will post the full chapter this Thursday and then it too will drop back to once weekly updates.
I wanted to sit there all day with her, just enjoying the feel of her in my arms, but I could feel the exhaustion catching up with me again. If I stayed there, I could easily fall asleep which could be dangerous for the baby. Reluctantly, I carefully laid her down in her white crib, watching her until she stopped shifting and fell back into a deep sleep before creeping out of the room and down the stairs.
Most of the guests had left, understanding that we were tired and both needed to rest. I hugged everyone before climbing back up the stairs to climb back into our bed for the first time in nearly a week. I rolled on my side and immediately drifted from the world around me.
It didn’t seem to take very long at all before I felt the bed dip behind me and Edward curled up with me.
“I missed you,” he sighed reaching around me to massage the baby, only to jump up when my large distended stomach had mostly disappeared, leaving only a flabby lump behind instead. I turned toward him with a smile as he blinked at me with surprised eyes.
“Did? Did you have the baby?”
See you Thursday with Flyboy update and with any luck, both stories posting Monday!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Teasers and notes of interest
As of now…I have the Monday chapters completed and that’s it. So I’m going to make the official proclamation that next week will begin our once a week postings (most likely Sunday night/Monday) until I either have quite a few chapters stacked up, and/or am reaching the end of the story. I foresee that potentially happening for Flyboy in the not so distant future. On the plus side, I was inspired my MPG’s Chasing Victory, and suddenly found myself dreaming up a Nascar Driver Bella, and of course a jackassy Racer Edward. LOL. I’m not sure, but I’m sort of thinking that it may end up my next project once Flyboy is completed. We’ll see. I might lose interest or find my plot falling flat before I reach the point to begin posting.
At any rate, Here are the teasers for Monday’s Posts! Hope you enjoy them!
Sovereign Fate Chapter 13 Teaser
Edward beamed down at Bella, feeling excited for the first time since knowing they were leaving their honeymoon getaway. He brushed his thumbs over her cheekbones as he held her face lovingly between his palms before letting out a slow, regretful breath.
“It is time, my Bella. The chariot awaits our parade to Whitehall.”
He stepped aside after Bella closed her eyes and nodded slowly in agreement, straightening his posture and lifting his arm in offering for her to take. She lifted her gloved hand to rest in the crook of his offered arm as she straightened her posture as well; taking on the role she was born to play. They walked gallantly arm in arm down the grand staircase to the main vestibule where several officers waited in dress uniform, Jasper amongst them, to escort them to the Palace.
The officers in the room watched the perfect couple in awe as they regally descended the staircase. Many of the waiting officers stood in awe of the stunning beauty of their future queen. They knew nothing of her but her face and kind eyes, and yet all of them were already willing to go to war in order to protect their new Sovereign.
They all stood at attention as the Prince and Princess made their way regally to the large white carriage led by two massive white horses. Edward smiled at Bella with a wink as he offered his hand to help her step up while Emmett stood on the other side, providing his hand as well. Emmett was dressed in finery nearly equal to that of Edward and Bella upon Bella’s insistence that he openly show the peerage of his birth even if he had not been allowed to do so in Spain. In her mind, this was a new start for them all. She was determined that his life be far better in England than it was in Spain. The shame of his parent’s decisions would not be cast upon him here if the Princess had any say.
Once the Prince and Princess were settled within their carriage, the officers, along with Emmett, mounted matching steeds taking their places ahead of and behind the carriage as an escort for the future King and Queen of England. The first half hour or so of their trip was quiet as they moved through the English countryside, but the closer they came to the stretching outskirts of the city, the more of an audience they had.
The Wallflower and The Flyboy Chapter 18 Teaser
I whimpered a little as I pushed through the last of the contraction, shifting on the bed as needed. When I finally stopped, I sat back on my heels, taking a deep breath with closed eyes. When I opened them, Carlisle was beaming even more brightly at me.
“You handled that extremely well, Bella. I’m proud of you. You keep doing whatever you need to in order to get you through until it’s time to push, but then you must lay down for the doctor to deliver. In the time until then, I will inform the nurses that I have given you permission to do this as needed. They won’t like it, but they won’t argue.”
I sighed, reaching for the cool wet cloth in Esme’s hand. “Thank you, Carlisle. Do you know how long before I have to push?”
He looked to Esme. “How far apart are her contractions?”
I gasped, leaning forward to prop myself on my hands and knees again. Carlisle made mumbled, “Ah…I see,” as I huffed my way through the contraction again, rocking and shifting as needed, tears pushing past my closed lids, but still bearable enough not to make me scream. When it passed, I looked up imploringly as he smiled at me.
“It shouldn’t be long now. I’m going to ask for your dilation to be checked. My guess is you’ll be ready to push relatively soon.”
“How soon is relatively, Carlisle?” I half growled toward the curtain, before looking apologetically at my father-in-law. He chucked shaking his head.
“I can’t say for sure. All deliveries are different. It could be anywhere from fifteen minutes to two more hours. It all depends on how dilated you are and how quickly you complete the process. Considering the closeness of your contractions, I would say it would probably be sooner, but you never know until the cervix is checked.”
I nodded with a whimper, shifting on the bed once more. Within a few minutes, the nurse came in, scowling at me as I huffed on my hands and knees through another contraction.
(Note of Interest: in doing my research for this chapter, the attitude of Nurse Bitch, as I like to call her, was what one lady experienced in 1946, all the way down to the doctor telling her she was going to kill herself and her baby by crawling on the bed on hands and knees since it relieved her contractions. I’m so thankful that the ideas on childbirth have shifted over the years. I didn’t benefit from them since both of my babies were taken C-section…that was a whole big ordeal that I’m not going into detail with here, unless you just want to hear, in which case PM me… Anyway, I’m glad that hospital staff these days are more compassionate and there is encouragement for families to visit and for bonding time with baby. Stepping off the soapbox now…Hope you enjoyed today’s updates and these teasers. Now off to see if I can get some writing done tonight.)
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At any rate, Here are the teasers for Monday’s Posts! Hope you enjoy them!
Sovereign Fate Chapter 13 Teaser
Edward beamed down at Bella, feeling excited for the first time since knowing they were leaving their honeymoon getaway. He brushed his thumbs over her cheekbones as he held her face lovingly between his palms before letting out a slow, regretful breath.
“It is time, my Bella. The chariot awaits our parade to Whitehall.”
He stepped aside after Bella closed her eyes and nodded slowly in agreement, straightening his posture and lifting his arm in offering for her to take. She lifted her gloved hand to rest in the crook of his offered arm as she straightened her posture as well; taking on the role she was born to play. They walked gallantly arm in arm down the grand staircase to the main vestibule where several officers waited in dress uniform, Jasper amongst them, to escort them to the Palace.
The officers in the room watched the perfect couple in awe as they regally descended the staircase. Many of the waiting officers stood in awe of the stunning beauty of their future queen. They knew nothing of her but her face and kind eyes, and yet all of them were already willing to go to war in order to protect their new Sovereign.
They all stood at attention as the Prince and Princess made their way regally to the large white carriage led by two massive white horses. Edward smiled at Bella with a wink as he offered his hand to help her step up while Emmett stood on the other side, providing his hand as well. Emmett was dressed in finery nearly equal to that of Edward and Bella upon Bella’s insistence that he openly show the peerage of his birth even if he had not been allowed to do so in Spain. In her mind, this was a new start for them all. She was determined that his life be far better in England than it was in Spain. The shame of his parent’s decisions would not be cast upon him here if the Princess had any say.
Once the Prince and Princess were settled within their carriage, the officers, along with Emmett, mounted matching steeds taking their places ahead of and behind the carriage as an escort for the future King and Queen of England. The first half hour or so of their trip was quiet as they moved through the English countryside, but the closer they came to the stretching outskirts of the city, the more of an audience they had.
The Wallflower and The Flyboy Chapter 18 Teaser
I whimpered a little as I pushed through the last of the contraction, shifting on the bed as needed. When I finally stopped, I sat back on my heels, taking a deep breath with closed eyes. When I opened them, Carlisle was beaming even more brightly at me.
“You handled that extremely well, Bella. I’m proud of you. You keep doing whatever you need to in order to get you through until it’s time to push, but then you must lay down for the doctor to deliver. In the time until then, I will inform the nurses that I have given you permission to do this as needed. They won’t like it, but they won’t argue.”
I sighed, reaching for the cool wet cloth in Esme’s hand. “Thank you, Carlisle. Do you know how long before I have to push?”
He looked to Esme. “How far apart are her contractions?”
I gasped, leaning forward to prop myself on my hands and knees again. Carlisle made mumbled, “Ah…I see,” as I huffed my way through the contraction again, rocking and shifting as needed, tears pushing past my closed lids, but still bearable enough not to make me scream. When it passed, I looked up imploringly as he smiled at me.
“It shouldn’t be long now. I’m going to ask for your dilation to be checked. My guess is you’ll be ready to push relatively soon.”
“How soon is relatively, Carlisle?” I half growled toward the curtain, before looking apologetically at my father-in-law. He chucked shaking his head.
“I can’t say for sure. All deliveries are different. It could be anywhere from fifteen minutes to two more hours. It all depends on how dilated you are and how quickly you complete the process. Considering the closeness of your contractions, I would say it would probably be sooner, but you never know until the cervix is checked.”
I nodded with a whimper, shifting on the bed once more. Within a few minutes, the nurse came in, scowling at me as I huffed on my hands and knees through another contraction.
(Note of Interest: in doing my research for this chapter, the attitude of Nurse Bitch, as I like to call her, was what one lady experienced in 1946, all the way down to the doctor telling her she was going to kill herself and her baby by crawling on the bed on hands and knees since it relieved her contractions. I’m so thankful that the ideas on childbirth have shifted over the years. I didn’t benefit from them since both of my babies were taken C-section…that was a whole big ordeal that I’m not going into detail with here, unless you just want to hear, in which case PM me… Anyway, I’m glad that hospital staff these days are more compassionate and there is encouragement for families to visit and for bonding time with baby. Stepping off the soapbox now…Hope you enjoyed today’s updates and these teasers. Now off to see if I can get some writing done tonight.)
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Sunday, March 21, 2010
TWandTF and SF Previews!
The Wallflower and the Flyboy Chapter 17 Preview
The next morning, I got up and wrote out a long letter, telling Edward all about my latest dream. I wanted him to know how he felt the baby kick and how much I wished he could really feel our baby moving inside me. I carefully dressed when the letter was done, slowly making my way down the staircase while holding tightly to the railing. Halfway down the stairs, my back began to tense painfully, which was not uncommon since my large stomach often put strain on my back, but usually the pain was less intense.
I gasped loudly, deciding to sit on the step where I was just to be safe. Just as I found the step with my bottom, five sets of worried eyes appeared at the bottom of the stairwell. As soon as they appeared, Carlisle, Rose, Sam, and Alice all shot up the staircase to my side. Carlisle knelt on the step in front of me as he began asking me questions.
“Bella, are you okay? What’s wrong? Do you feel faint?”
By this time the pain in my back and finally abated as I took a deep relieved breath. “Yes, sorry. My back spasmed halfway down the stairs. It’s never hurt quite that badly before. It absolutely took my breath away, so I sat down just to be safe. I’m okay now.”
“Are you sure?” Carlisle asked, looking into my eyes to measure the honestly of my response.
I smiled with a nod. “Yes, Overprotective Grandpa, I’m sure.
Sovereign Fate Chapter 12 Preview
(Please note that this chapter will be censored on FFN.net. It will earn its rating!)
As the food quickly disappeared between them, the space separating them grew less and less as they slowly inched closer with each passing exchange. When Bella pushed the last grape between Edward’s lips with the tips of her finger, she lingered there, tracing the rose colored bow of flesh meditatively.
She sighed slowly as Edward drew her finger between her lips, suckling the sweetness off gently before kissing the tip. “Do you know, my Tony, how many nights I dreamed of being alone with you back on our hillside just like this? I’m afraid my daydreams often grew quite inappropriate for a good virginal girl.”
Edward’s breathing grew uneven as he let his hand drift to his wife’s waist, pulling her closer now that there was no longer anything between them on the blanket. His lips immediately claimed her, his tongue teasing the crease between her pouty velvet lips until she opened to him. Soon Bella was once more upon her back as Edward rolled to hover above her, kissing from her perfect mouth across her jaw to her ear where he nibbled gently.
“Oh, my Bella, my wife. I am so grateful to know that you are no longer virginal, and as my wife, there is no shame in dreaming of sharing the most intimate of activities. I have longed for your love and your body for far too long. Would you be agreeable to making both of our most ardent fantasies come true?”
Bella moaned, arching into his body as her mouth rose to claim his again, her hands immediately in his hair.
The next morning, I got up and wrote out a long letter, telling Edward all about my latest dream. I wanted him to know how he felt the baby kick and how much I wished he could really feel our baby moving inside me. I carefully dressed when the letter was done, slowly making my way down the staircase while holding tightly to the railing. Halfway down the stairs, my back began to tense painfully, which was not uncommon since my large stomach often put strain on my back, but usually the pain was less intense.
I gasped loudly, deciding to sit on the step where I was just to be safe. Just as I found the step with my bottom, five sets of worried eyes appeared at the bottom of the stairwell. As soon as they appeared, Carlisle, Rose, Sam, and Alice all shot up the staircase to my side. Carlisle knelt on the step in front of me as he began asking me questions.
“Bella, are you okay? What’s wrong? Do you feel faint?”
By this time the pain in my back and finally abated as I took a deep relieved breath. “Yes, sorry. My back spasmed halfway down the stairs. It’s never hurt quite that badly before. It absolutely took my breath away, so I sat down just to be safe. I’m okay now.”
“Are you sure?” Carlisle asked, looking into my eyes to measure the honestly of my response.
I smiled with a nod. “Yes, Overprotective Grandpa, I’m sure.
Sovereign Fate Chapter 12 Preview
(Please note that this chapter will be censored on FFN.net. It will earn its rating!)
As the food quickly disappeared between them, the space separating them grew less and less as they slowly inched closer with each passing exchange. When Bella pushed the last grape between Edward’s lips with the tips of her finger, she lingered there, tracing the rose colored bow of flesh meditatively.
She sighed slowly as Edward drew her finger between her lips, suckling the sweetness off gently before kissing the tip. “Do you know, my Tony, how many nights I dreamed of being alone with you back on our hillside just like this? I’m afraid my daydreams often grew quite inappropriate for a good virginal girl.”
Edward’s breathing grew uneven as he let his hand drift to his wife’s waist, pulling her closer now that there was no longer anything between them on the blanket. His lips immediately claimed her, his tongue teasing the crease between her pouty velvet lips until she opened to him. Soon Bella was once more upon her back as Edward rolled to hover above her, kissing from her perfect mouth across her jaw to her ear where he nibbled gently.
“Oh, my Bella, my wife. I am so grateful to know that you are no longer virginal, and as my wife, there is no shame in dreaming of sharing the most intimate of activities. I have longed for your love and your body for far too long. Would you be agreeable to making both of our most ardent fantasies come true?”
Bella moaned, arching into his body as her mouth rose to claim his again, her hands immediately in his hair.
New TWCS Post
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So I spread my wings a bit this month and took my hand at writing a story for another fandom in response to The Sport of Love challenge on TWCSlibrary.com. I'd love to hear your opinion of my AU/AH Vampire Academy fic, International Relations. Demitri and Rose are figure skaters. They meet at the 2006 Olympics, but the timing wasn't right. Will they finally be able to get together in Vancouver in 2010? I hope you check it out!!! Click the banner to send you there!
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So I spread my wings a bit this month and took my hand at writing a story for another fandom in response to The Sport of Love challenge on TWCSlibrary.com. I'd love to hear your opinion of my AU/AH Vampire Academy fic, International Relations. Demitri and Rose are figure skaters. They meet at the 2006 Olympics, but the timing wasn't right. Will they finally be able to get together in Vancouver in 2010? I hope you check it out!!! Click the banner to send you there!
PS...I'm now on Twitter...link to see my twitter page to the left!!!
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Teasers!!!!
SF Chapter 11 Teaser
As she approached, he reached out for her hand, kissing it before using it to guide her to his side.
“Bella, I would like you to meet a dear friend of mine, Garrett, Earl of Nottingham and son to my father’s most trusted advisor. Garrett, this is my wife, Princess Isabella, formerly of Spain.” Edward eyes twinkled as he looked down at his literally blushing bride as Garrett looked at Edward in envy.
Garrett extended a hand in which Bella placed her small one politely, blushing deeper as he bowed deeply before her, brushing his lips across the back of her hand before he rose once more. “Your Highness, it is an honor to meet my future Queen and wife of my most beloved Prince.”
Edward couldn’t help but feel a twinge of annoyance as Garrett’s lips brushed his wife’s hand, but he knew he must quickly get past that, as it was a common form of greeting throughout the whole of Europe. Instead, he reached out to claim his wife’s hand from his friend’s grasp turning her to face him with a smile.
“Garrett has just made us a most generous offer, my love. Since we have arrived early and were not allowed the relaxing honeymoon we had hoped for, he has offered for us to stay at his father’s estate in Kensington, known as Nottingham House. He said it is currently ready for visitors, but is working with a skeleton crew. There are just enough people around to keep us comfortable, and yet still provide us some privacy for a few days. Since they weren’t expecting us for a few more days at Whitehall, and the official welcoming parade is in place for three days time, I decided that it would be prudent to take him up on his offer so I can officially announce you to your new country. Does this sound amenable to you, my love?”
Bella beamed at Edward as she tipped up on her toes to kiss his jaw. “That sounds perfect. The boat was nice, but I would much like to spend a few days out enjoying the weather before it turns too cold and we are locked away in the English Court.”
Wallflower Chapter 16 Teaser
“Speaking of Sue,” Carlisle said from the far end of the table. “She’s made a suggestion that we all think you should take under advisement. Her daughter’s boyfriend, Sam, has worked in the past as a security guard. He has some guy friends that have worked with him that she thinks we should look into hiring them to keep you safe. She says there are five of them, so they could rotate shifts and keep an eye on the place for you 24/7. Sam has been out of work for a while and could really use the money, and none of us like the idea of you and Sue being alone here anymore. What do you think?”
As she approached, he reached out for her hand, kissing it before using it to guide her to his side.
“Bella, I would like you to meet a dear friend of mine, Garrett, Earl of Nottingham and son to my father’s most trusted advisor. Garrett, this is my wife, Princess Isabella, formerly of Spain.” Edward eyes twinkled as he looked down at his literally blushing bride as Garrett looked at Edward in envy.
Garrett extended a hand in which Bella placed her small one politely, blushing deeper as he bowed deeply before her, brushing his lips across the back of her hand before he rose once more. “Your Highness, it is an honor to meet my future Queen and wife of my most beloved Prince.”
Edward couldn’t help but feel a twinge of annoyance as Garrett’s lips brushed his wife’s hand, but he knew he must quickly get past that, as it was a common form of greeting throughout the whole of Europe. Instead, he reached out to claim his wife’s hand from his friend’s grasp turning her to face him with a smile.
“Garrett has just made us a most generous offer, my love. Since we have arrived early and were not allowed the relaxing honeymoon we had hoped for, he has offered for us to stay at his father’s estate in Kensington, known as Nottingham House. He said it is currently ready for visitors, but is working with a skeleton crew. There are just enough people around to keep us comfortable, and yet still provide us some privacy for a few days. Since they weren’t expecting us for a few more days at Whitehall, and the official welcoming parade is in place for three days time, I decided that it would be prudent to take him up on his offer so I can officially announce you to your new country. Does this sound amenable to you, my love?”
Bella beamed at Edward as she tipped up on her toes to kiss his jaw. “That sounds perfect. The boat was nice, but I would much like to spend a few days out enjoying the weather before it turns too cold and we are locked away in the English Court.”
Wallflower Chapter 16 Teaser
“Speaking of Sue,” Carlisle said from the far end of the table. “She’s made a suggestion that we all think you should take under advisement. Her daughter’s boyfriend, Sam, has worked in the past as a security guard. He has some guy friends that have worked with him that she thinks we should look into hiring them to keep you safe. She says there are five of them, so they could rotate shifts and keep an eye on the place for you 24/7. Sam has been out of work for a while and could really use the money, and none of us like the idea of you and Sue being alone here anymore. What do you think?”
Monday, March 15, 2010
Sovereign Fate Chapter 10 Teaser
Here in the next chapter teaser for Sovereign Fate to post Thursday. This chapter will once again earn our lovely rating ;) I may end up having to cut back to posting once a week, since I'm quickly running out of chapters. Between sick kids, sick authors, deaths in the family, birthdays in the family, and general blahness, I haven't been able to write quite as much as I would need to in order to keep up two a weeks. I'll keep it up until I can no longer keep up and then we'll drop back to once a week...probably Mondays if I can swing it. Hope you enjoy the teaser
Alice looked up at her new sister through watery tears. “Thank you, Bella. I appreciate your care. I am sorry I have made this trip so difficult on everyone. Normally, I would not be so predisposed to illness while traveling by land or sea, but in my present condition…” She trailed off with a twinkle in her eye as Bella’s grew large, a massive grin spreading across her face.
“Alice, are you?”
Alice nodded happily.
“Does everyone know?”
Alice smiled, rubbing her abdomen lovingly. “My parents and Jasper are the only ones to know yet. I was waiting until after your honeymoon to tell you and Edward. I was on my way to do so just now when my sickness disrupted the great opportunity.”
Bella giggled, hugging Alice’s tiny shoulders excitedly. “Oh my goodness! I’m going to be aunt! I’m so excited Alice. Do you know when you are expecting to deliver?”
Alice beamed. “My courses have been lacking for three months now, so we are expecting this little one to come around March or April.”
Bella sighed happily, looking over at Edward who was watching their exchange with great intrigue. He so wanted to know what caused that beautiful glow to grace his Bella’s face. Bella caught his eye gesturing for him to join the two ladies only to be accosted by his wife’s arms as soon as he reached them.
“Oh, Tony! Alice has the best news! Tell him Alice!” She was so excited Edward couldn’t help but chuckle at her exuberance.
His heart shuddered in his chest when his beloved sister informed him that she was expecting her first child with Jasper. Edward felt such relief and joy for them, knowing that Alice had been concerned when they reached their first anniversary two months ago without having conceived. She became desperately forlorn, convinced that she would not be able to bear Jasper an heir. Everyone did their best to comfort her, reminding her that the only person who can truly choose when a child would come was the good Lord himself. Edward was sure everyone was just as relieved as he that Alice’s fears were now officially abated.
After spending an appropriate amount of time visiting with his sister and sharing in her joy, he suggested to his wife that they might benefit by retiring to their chambers to wash up a bit and change their travel distressed clothing. The two younger couples had stayed on deck to allow the King and Queen first opportunity to clean, but now they could no longer stand to wait to remove the gritty dust and sweat from their weary bodies.
The newlyweds carefully went below decks, checking in with the King and Queen before retiring to their own chamber where Angela was already waiting with water for them to clean themselves a bit with. She offered to stay behind and assist Bella, but the newlyweds dismissed her, her new husband being more than willing to assist as needed.
Edward smiled as he led Bella to the far end of the room where a basin sat on a shelf with a raised edge to keep the basin from falling to the floor in the constantly shifting seas. Before they had gone below decks, he had informed Emmett and the captain that he and the Princess were exhausted and would retire until morning in their bedchambers.
Alice looked up at her new sister through watery tears. “Thank you, Bella. I appreciate your care. I am sorry I have made this trip so difficult on everyone. Normally, I would not be so predisposed to illness while traveling by land or sea, but in my present condition…” She trailed off with a twinkle in her eye as Bella’s grew large, a massive grin spreading across her face.
“Alice, are you?”
Alice nodded happily.
“Does everyone know?”
Alice smiled, rubbing her abdomen lovingly. “My parents and Jasper are the only ones to know yet. I was waiting until after your honeymoon to tell you and Edward. I was on my way to do so just now when my sickness disrupted the great opportunity.”
Bella giggled, hugging Alice’s tiny shoulders excitedly. “Oh my goodness! I’m going to be aunt! I’m so excited Alice. Do you know when you are expecting to deliver?”
Alice beamed. “My courses have been lacking for three months now, so we are expecting this little one to come around March or April.”
Bella sighed happily, looking over at Edward who was watching their exchange with great intrigue. He so wanted to know what caused that beautiful glow to grace his Bella’s face. Bella caught his eye gesturing for him to join the two ladies only to be accosted by his wife’s arms as soon as he reached them.
“Oh, Tony! Alice has the best news! Tell him Alice!” She was so excited Edward couldn’t help but chuckle at her exuberance.
His heart shuddered in his chest when his beloved sister informed him that she was expecting her first child with Jasper. Edward felt such relief and joy for them, knowing that Alice had been concerned when they reached their first anniversary two months ago without having conceived. She became desperately forlorn, convinced that she would not be able to bear Jasper an heir. Everyone did their best to comfort her, reminding her that the only person who can truly choose when a child would come was the good Lord himself. Edward was sure everyone was just as relieved as he that Alice’s fears were now officially abated.
After spending an appropriate amount of time visiting with his sister and sharing in her joy, he suggested to his wife that they might benefit by retiring to their chambers to wash up a bit and change their travel distressed clothing. The two younger couples had stayed on deck to allow the King and Queen first opportunity to clean, but now they could no longer stand to wait to remove the gritty dust and sweat from their weary bodies.
The newlyweds carefully went below decks, checking in with the King and Queen before retiring to their own chamber where Angela was already waiting with water for them to clean themselves a bit with. She offered to stay behind and assist Bella, but the newlyweds dismissed her, her new husband being more than willing to assist as needed.
Edward smiled as he led Bella to the far end of the room where a basin sat on a shelf with a raised edge to keep the basin from falling to the floor in the constantly shifting seas. Before they had gone below decks, he had informed Emmett and the captain that he and the Princess were exhausted and would retire until morning in their bedchambers.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Flyboy Teaser Chapter 14
Here's a Teaser for Thursday's Chapter. You guys are going to want to kill me for making you wait, but if I want to stay consistent, then I have to :)
“Bella, this is my husband, Harry.”
I smiled, reaching out my hand to shake his with a nod. “Nice to meet you, Harry.”
“And this is my son Seth,” Sue beamed as she wrapped her arm around the waist of the tall slender teenager who appeared to be about fourteen of fifteen.
I smiled and waved since he was further away. “Seth. It’s so nice to meet you both. I’ve heard so much about you from Sue.”
I asked them to sit and join me, but the boys declined claiming to be dirty and needing to finish up in the kitchen. I thanked them for coming to help out and promised to add a bonus to Sue’s check for their help. The tried to deny me, but I wouldn’t hear of it. It was lean times for everyone and they deserved the compensation for their time and energy.
Sue fiddled about me for a while longer before leaving me to my briefs in peace. I don’t know how long I had been there, but I must have dozed off because I opened my eyes to find that the sun was setting outside the window, but that wasn’t what had roused me.
I heard another terse comment from Sue followed by the retort of a deep voice. Sue’s voice grew louder and more frantic seconds before she screamed. I pushed off of the couch and rushed to the doorway to look toward the foyer just in time to see James standing in the doorway looking ominous, gripping Sue tightly around the forearms.
“Bella, this is my husband, Harry.”
I smiled, reaching out my hand to shake his with a nod. “Nice to meet you, Harry.”
“And this is my son Seth,” Sue beamed as she wrapped her arm around the waist of the tall slender teenager who appeared to be about fourteen of fifteen.
I smiled and waved since he was further away. “Seth. It’s so nice to meet you both. I’ve heard so much about you from Sue.”
I asked them to sit and join me, but the boys declined claiming to be dirty and needing to finish up in the kitchen. I thanked them for coming to help out and promised to add a bonus to Sue’s check for their help. The tried to deny me, but I wouldn’t hear of it. It was lean times for everyone and they deserved the compensation for their time and energy.
Sue fiddled about me for a while longer before leaving me to my briefs in peace. I don’t know how long I had been there, but I must have dozed off because I opened my eyes to find that the sun was setting outside the window, but that wasn’t what had roused me.
I heard another terse comment from Sue followed by the retort of a deep voice. Sue’s voice grew louder and more frantic seconds before she screamed. I pushed off of the couch and rushed to the doorway to look toward the foyer just in time to see James standing in the doorway looking ominous, gripping Sue tightly around the forearms.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Don't Walk...RUN to see Remember Me!!!
Just saw Remember Me and OMFG...it is the best Rob movie yet! He totally proved to the whole world exactly what a fantastic actor he really is. I will not give anything away, except I highly suggest you bring tissues. Anyway, back to Rob, I was almost nearly over the crush and then POW Remember Me and I'm all lusty again. The chemistry between him and Emily De Ravin is great and him playing the roll of Big Brother is so sweet! I'm telling you right now...you have to go see it this weekend! It's SO Worth it!!!!!
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
The Wallflower and The Flyboy Chapter 14 Teaser
This is the last of my archived chapters. With any luck, I can get some writing done this weekend so you don't see too bad of a delay in posting, but I can't guarantee anything. Chapter 14 will go up on Monday :)
Within the course of four days, we had packed up everything and were directing the movers that had been hired to load everything, and deliver it to the train that would ship it to Chicago where another set of movers would be directed under the watchful eye of Alice to unload and deliver it to whatever locations they had decided. As we watched them move the last of Alice and Rose’s furniture out, I stood staring at my stereo. Edward had a very nice one at his house, but I had really grown to love the one I picked out, but I felt it was selfish to have more than one.
Esme chuckled, coming next to me and wrapping an arm around my waist. “This was the first expensive thing you ever picked out for yourself isn’t it?”
I nodded reluctantly nibbling on my lower lip.
“There’s no sin in keeping it Bella. It means something to you. It helped you get through those first few months with your husband away at war. It’s so much more than an expensive piece of equipment. Keep it and share those memories with Edward, sweetheart. I know he would want you to.”
With a sigh, I finally nodded, settling onto the couch to rest my feet as Esme walked out to inform the movers that we had one more thing to go out. I kicked off my shoes and propped my feet on top of the coffee table. I had started to notice lately that my ankles were prone to swelling more often if I was on my feet too long. I was beginning to worry if it was normal to have this happen so early in pregnancy. I wasn’t happy about having to change doctors after having found such a good one in New York, but Esme assured me we would find an equally qualified one in Chicago, whom we would provide with my complete medical records on my first visit.
We only had two more days before we would be returning to Chicago to begin settling in there. First we had to wait for Marcus’s replacement, Eleazar to come to town and introduce him to his highly depleted staff that we would need to call back or hire anew to fill the holes. I was excited to meet him since I knew he had been Edward’s first choice. Any man Edward trusted was someone I definitely wanted to get to know better.
Within the course of four days, we had packed up everything and were directing the movers that had been hired to load everything, and deliver it to the train that would ship it to Chicago where another set of movers would be directed under the watchful eye of Alice to unload and deliver it to whatever locations they had decided. As we watched them move the last of Alice and Rose’s furniture out, I stood staring at my stereo. Edward had a very nice one at his house, but I had really grown to love the one I picked out, but I felt it was selfish to have more than one.
Esme chuckled, coming next to me and wrapping an arm around my waist. “This was the first expensive thing you ever picked out for yourself isn’t it?”
I nodded reluctantly nibbling on my lower lip.
“There’s no sin in keeping it Bella. It means something to you. It helped you get through those first few months with your husband away at war. It’s so much more than an expensive piece of equipment. Keep it and share those memories with Edward, sweetheart. I know he would want you to.”
With a sigh, I finally nodded, settling onto the couch to rest my feet as Esme walked out to inform the movers that we had one more thing to go out. I kicked off my shoes and propped my feet on top of the coffee table. I had started to notice lately that my ankles were prone to swelling more often if I was on my feet too long. I was beginning to worry if it was normal to have this happen so early in pregnancy. I wasn’t happy about having to change doctors after having found such a good one in New York, but Esme assured me we would find an equally qualified one in Chicago, whom we would provide with my complete medical records on my first visit.
We only had two more days before we would be returning to Chicago to begin settling in there. First we had to wait for Marcus’s replacement, Eleazar to come to town and introduce him to his highly depleted staff that we would need to call back or hire anew to fill the holes. I was excited to meet him since I knew he had been Edward’s first choice. Any man Edward trusted was someone I definitely wanted to get to know better.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Sovereign Fate Chapter 9 Teaser (up Monday)
Bella turned her face to brush her lips against the lean, hardened landscape of her husband’s chest as his laughter died down. His hands immediately began to brush softly up and down her back and arms, the tone of their exchange shifting in an instant. Bella slowly kissed her way up to find his lips as she rose to her knees in front of him, both of their bodies completely exposed to the open air of the room as hands found purchase in one another’s hair while tongues danced deliciously back and forth between their opened mouths.
Their bodies moved closer as Edward pulled her body flush with his, desperate to feel as close as humanly possible, making Bella moan loudly into his mouth. His hands began to drift lower, brushing across the outer curve of her breasts, gaining a little more of their circumference in his grasp with each pass up and down from the curve of her side back up to the soft mounds of flesh. His hand slowly began to drift lower, their target the soft flesh of her womanhood, when a loud knock at the door made them break away with matching groans of annoyance.
Edward grumbled as he pulled on his trousers and a shirt that was left in the antechamber of Bella’s quarters, not bothering to button them. There was already an array of breakfast foods laid out in wait for their desire to dine, so the interruption was not from their servants. The knock resounded again, loud and hard. Edward reached the door opening it was a frustrated expression when he was greeted by the chagrined face of Bella’s favorite guard, Emmett.
“I’m sorry to interrupt, your highness, but my king has requested the presence of both you and the Princess in an hour. He sent me to forewarn you that he has ordered the Princess’s maids to come in fifteen minutes to help her dress and prepare for the meeting. I’m terribly sorry, your highness. I know these are your honeymoon days, but he did not care to listen to anyone’s protests. My Queen, Prince Jacob, and your family have also been summoned.”
Edward grumbled, running his hand through his hair distractedly. “Thank you, Emmett. We will be there.”
Edward returned to inform Bella of the summons, giving her a long sweet kiss before dismissing himself to go clean up in his own guest chambers, promising to come back and escort her to the meeting when he was done. She smiled sadly with a nod, sad to see him have to leave, but also worried about what the meeting entailed. Bella couldn’t help but be concerned that Jacob’s contact’s reply was not as they had hoped.
Their bodies moved closer as Edward pulled her body flush with his, desperate to feel as close as humanly possible, making Bella moan loudly into his mouth. His hands began to drift lower, brushing across the outer curve of her breasts, gaining a little more of their circumference in his grasp with each pass up and down from the curve of her side back up to the soft mounds of flesh. His hand slowly began to drift lower, their target the soft flesh of her womanhood, when a loud knock at the door made them break away with matching groans of annoyance.
Edward grumbled as he pulled on his trousers and a shirt that was left in the antechamber of Bella’s quarters, not bothering to button them. There was already an array of breakfast foods laid out in wait for their desire to dine, so the interruption was not from their servants. The knock resounded again, loud and hard. Edward reached the door opening it was a frustrated expression when he was greeted by the chagrined face of Bella’s favorite guard, Emmett.
“I’m sorry to interrupt, your highness, but my king has requested the presence of both you and the Princess in an hour. He sent me to forewarn you that he has ordered the Princess’s maids to come in fifteen minutes to help her dress and prepare for the meeting. I’m terribly sorry, your highness. I know these are your honeymoon days, but he did not care to listen to anyone’s protests. My Queen, Prince Jacob, and your family have also been summoned.”
Edward grumbled, running his hand through his hair distractedly. “Thank you, Emmett. We will be there.”
Edward returned to inform Bella of the summons, giving her a long sweet kiss before dismissing himself to go clean up in his own guest chambers, promising to come back and escort her to the meeting when he was done. She smiled sadly with a nod, sad to see him have to leave, but also worried about what the meeting entailed. Bella couldn’t help but be concerned that Jacob’s contact’s reply was not as they had hoped.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Flyboy Chapter 13 Teaser
The Wallflower and The Flyboy Chapter 13 Teaser
Marcus exited the car first, walking around to open the door for Alice and I. I took one last deep steadying breath and straightened my posture as I stood from the car, brushing my skirt flat upon my legs. I heard the car carrying Carlisle, Esme, and Rose pull up as we walked through the doors of the main lobby.
I kept my chin held high and my posture confident as we strode through the lobby toward the elevators that would lead us to the executive levels at the very top of the building. Once the doors closed, leaving the three of us alone in the cabin, I gasped for breath, leaning against the wall as the arrow slowly slid up in an arc past the numbers indicating each floor we passed on our way to our destination.
Marcus and Alice did their best to encourage me, finally getting me to stand erect again as we neared our floor. I closed my eyes, watching as Edward flashed behind my eyes, as well as Jasper, Emmett, pimple faced Eric Yorkie, and every other man I knew that was serving right now in the defense of our great nation. I had to do this for all of them, but most of all my Edward. When I opened my eyes, I was no longer Bella Swan from Kansas. I was most definitely, completely, and totally Bella Cullen, wife of Edward and current majority shareholder of this building and all that was within and I was going to clean house.
Alice gasped as she watched me. I glanced at her with a determined nod as a smile slowly spread across her face. Just as the bell dinged indicating we had reached our destination I turned to Marcus. “Let’s do this, partner.”
Marcus smiled triumphantly as the doors opened and we stepped out into an ornate entryway where a beautiful blonde secretary greeted us with a tight smile.
“Marcus, we were not expecting you. The meeting is just about to begin in the conference room at the end of the hall. Your guests will have to wait in the waiting area.”
Marcus sneered at the girl behind the desk. “No, Heidi, these ladies have official business in that room and will be going in with me. If you have a problem with that then by all means call security, but I can guarantee you that in the course of about ten minutes it will prove to be a totally wasted effort.”
She huffed before finally nodding begrudgingly. Marcus gestured toward the hallway to the right leading me with a hand on the small of my back as Alice followed closely behind. “My cousin, Heidi. Trust me, when we clean house, she will be amongst the ones to face demotion.”
I nodded with a snort, clutching the briefcase with all the documentation I needed tightly in my right fist. All too soon, we reached the large ornately carved double doors that obviously led to the boardroom beyond. Marcus turned to me with one last look. I took a deep breath, straightened my spine, and schooled my expression before nodding. Marcus pushed the door open, allowing Alice and I to enter before walking ahead of me to the empty seat at the far end of the table.
The air in the room was stifling as I was immediately hit by a wall of pipe and cigar smoke. The room full of stuffy looking men, most of them balding, wearing black suits with vests underneath who watched us curiously as we crossed the room. The man at the other end that appeared to be the head of the table sneered at us, making the butterflies in my stomach lurch into a buzzing swarm, but I kept all reactions locked away from the surface as I smoothly floated across the room behind Marcus.
The man at the head of the table with the black hair, slicked straight back with the obvious assistance of some sort of pomade, stood up, leaning against the table with his hands.
“Marcus, I am surprised you have enough leeway in your budget to afford to travel for this meeting, much less bring half of your office staff. We must be frugal in these lean times and I do not see where your secretary and office clerk are needed to be here with you. I think we need to look at further cinching the loose fat in your funding, my son.”
As we reached the seat at the end of the table, Marcus pulled it out for me, gesturing for me to sit as I settled into it more gracefully than I had ever managed to maneuver in my entire life. This made Aro stop and cock his head in confusion as a sinister smile spread across his face.
“Handing over the reins of your offices to woman are you, son? I should have known you wouldn’t be able to handle such a big responsibility on your own. Why Edward ever thought you would be a prudent replacement for him is quite beyond my comprehension. Now get out of his seat, little girl. This table is for shareholders only.”
I smiled at him, watching with pleasure as his eyes narrowed into tiny slits. The rest of the room remained deathly silent, the only sound being the tick of the clock behind Aro on the wall and Marcus’s voice as he introduced me to the room.
Marcus exited the car first, walking around to open the door for Alice and I. I took one last deep steadying breath and straightened my posture as I stood from the car, brushing my skirt flat upon my legs. I heard the car carrying Carlisle, Esme, and Rose pull up as we walked through the doors of the main lobby.
I kept my chin held high and my posture confident as we strode through the lobby toward the elevators that would lead us to the executive levels at the very top of the building. Once the doors closed, leaving the three of us alone in the cabin, I gasped for breath, leaning against the wall as the arrow slowly slid up in an arc past the numbers indicating each floor we passed on our way to our destination.
Marcus and Alice did their best to encourage me, finally getting me to stand erect again as we neared our floor. I closed my eyes, watching as Edward flashed behind my eyes, as well as Jasper, Emmett, pimple faced Eric Yorkie, and every other man I knew that was serving right now in the defense of our great nation. I had to do this for all of them, but most of all my Edward. When I opened my eyes, I was no longer Bella Swan from Kansas. I was most definitely, completely, and totally Bella Cullen, wife of Edward and current majority shareholder of this building and all that was within and I was going to clean house.
Alice gasped as she watched me. I glanced at her with a determined nod as a smile slowly spread across her face. Just as the bell dinged indicating we had reached our destination I turned to Marcus. “Let’s do this, partner.”
Marcus smiled triumphantly as the doors opened and we stepped out into an ornate entryway where a beautiful blonde secretary greeted us with a tight smile.
“Marcus, we were not expecting you. The meeting is just about to begin in the conference room at the end of the hall. Your guests will have to wait in the waiting area.”
Marcus sneered at the girl behind the desk. “No, Heidi, these ladies have official business in that room and will be going in with me. If you have a problem with that then by all means call security, but I can guarantee you that in the course of about ten minutes it will prove to be a totally wasted effort.”
She huffed before finally nodding begrudgingly. Marcus gestured toward the hallway to the right leading me with a hand on the small of my back as Alice followed closely behind. “My cousin, Heidi. Trust me, when we clean house, she will be amongst the ones to face demotion.”
I nodded with a snort, clutching the briefcase with all the documentation I needed tightly in my right fist. All too soon, we reached the large ornately carved double doors that obviously led to the boardroom beyond. Marcus turned to me with one last look. I took a deep breath, straightened my spine, and schooled my expression before nodding. Marcus pushed the door open, allowing Alice and I to enter before walking ahead of me to the empty seat at the far end of the table.
The air in the room was stifling as I was immediately hit by a wall of pipe and cigar smoke. The room full of stuffy looking men, most of them balding, wearing black suits with vests underneath who watched us curiously as we crossed the room. The man at the other end that appeared to be the head of the table sneered at us, making the butterflies in my stomach lurch into a buzzing swarm, but I kept all reactions locked away from the surface as I smoothly floated across the room behind Marcus.
The man at the head of the table with the black hair, slicked straight back with the obvious assistance of some sort of pomade, stood up, leaning against the table with his hands.
“Marcus, I am surprised you have enough leeway in your budget to afford to travel for this meeting, much less bring half of your office staff. We must be frugal in these lean times and I do not see where your secretary and office clerk are needed to be here with you. I think we need to look at further cinching the loose fat in your funding, my son.”
As we reached the seat at the end of the table, Marcus pulled it out for me, gesturing for me to sit as I settled into it more gracefully than I had ever managed to maneuver in my entire life. This made Aro stop and cock his head in confusion as a sinister smile spread across his face.
“Handing over the reins of your offices to woman are you, son? I should have known you wouldn’t be able to handle such a big responsibility on your own. Why Edward ever thought you would be a prudent replacement for him is quite beyond my comprehension. Now get out of his seat, little girl. This table is for shareholders only.”
I smiled at him, watching with pleasure as his eyes narrowed into tiny slits. The rest of the room remained deathly silent, the only sound being the tick of the clock behind Aro on the wall and Marcus’s voice as he introduced me to the room.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Sovereign Fate Chapter 8 Teaser
I simply couldn't wait till morning to share their wedding and meeting or this peek into thier Wedding Night! Chapter 8 should post Thursday (unless I get antsy again and decide to live on Australian time and post Wednesday night as I did last week) LOL
When Princess Isabella finally had her emotions completely subdued, she stepped to the doorway, nodding to Angela who opened the door and led her through the hall to the room full of stodgy old men. They crossed regally and with purpose to the bedside. The men turned their backs as Angela helped a trembling Isabella remove the robe and slide underneath he covers. The nervous Princess pulled the covers to her chin as she leaned against the headboard, her face coloring slightly with her discomfort.
She glanced around the room at the familiar faces anxiously, even more mortified that these men who had know her for years were going to be privy to her first intimate exchange. It disgusted her to think on it, so instead she focused on the design of the quilt adorning the large oak bed, hoping her husband would hurry.
Moments later, Edward strolled into the room, wearing nothing more than his trousers and a smile. Bella felt her body react strangely to the site of her beautiful Tony’s strong muscles and slender waist that led to a muscular V shape just above the edge of his slightly open trousers. A thicket of fine bronze hair peeked above the waistline before thinning into a line that stretched up to just below his abdominal button.
Bella felt the muscles in her lower abdomen twitch and tingle, a slickness pooling at the apex of her legs. She swallowed thickly as her mouth began to pool with the desire to taste his skin. Her eyes slowly made it back up to his, to find him staring down at her with dark eyes that made her abdomen tighten even more.
Edward smiled down at her, his eyes twinkling at the look on her face. He knew that this night would be full of many new experiences for his bride and he had every intention of taking his time to make sure that she got as much pleasure as she possibly could from the event.
A steward pulled back the bed sheets for Edward to slide in next to Bella. He reached over, taking one of her hands balled tightly around the top of the sheet and brought it to his lips to kiss. His eyes never left Bella’s as he spoke.
“Gentlemen, I am informing you now that I intend to take my time worshipping my bride this evening. It will be quite some time before we reach the point you need to observe. I highly suggest you find alternative ways to occupy your time. I will pull the service bell to inform you when we are ready to engage in our official union.”
He glanced at the men who all blanched slightly, shuffling their feet as they stared at the floor. One by one they nodded and disappeared through the doorway until all that was left was Angela and Edward’s principal steward, Ben. The two subjects smiled at their friends for whom they served, carefully freeing the curtains tied up along the four bedposts to conceal the newlyweds behind a wall of white silk. They quickly left the room, leaving the newlyweds completely alone for the first time, no other eyes watching them, no other ears listening in, just Isabella and Edward, his Bella and her Tony.
When Princess Isabella finally had her emotions completely subdued, she stepped to the doorway, nodding to Angela who opened the door and led her through the hall to the room full of stodgy old men. They crossed regally and with purpose to the bedside. The men turned their backs as Angela helped a trembling Isabella remove the robe and slide underneath he covers. The nervous Princess pulled the covers to her chin as she leaned against the headboard, her face coloring slightly with her discomfort.
She glanced around the room at the familiar faces anxiously, even more mortified that these men who had know her for years were going to be privy to her first intimate exchange. It disgusted her to think on it, so instead she focused on the design of the quilt adorning the large oak bed, hoping her husband would hurry.
Moments later, Edward strolled into the room, wearing nothing more than his trousers and a smile. Bella felt her body react strangely to the site of her beautiful Tony’s strong muscles and slender waist that led to a muscular V shape just above the edge of his slightly open trousers. A thicket of fine bronze hair peeked above the waistline before thinning into a line that stretched up to just below his abdominal button.
Bella felt the muscles in her lower abdomen twitch and tingle, a slickness pooling at the apex of her legs. She swallowed thickly as her mouth began to pool with the desire to taste his skin. Her eyes slowly made it back up to his, to find him staring down at her with dark eyes that made her abdomen tighten even more.
Edward smiled down at her, his eyes twinkling at the look on her face. He knew that this night would be full of many new experiences for his bride and he had every intention of taking his time to make sure that she got as much pleasure as she possibly could from the event.
A steward pulled back the bed sheets for Edward to slide in next to Bella. He reached over, taking one of her hands balled tightly around the top of the sheet and brought it to his lips to kiss. His eyes never left Bella’s as he spoke.
“Gentlemen, I am informing you now that I intend to take my time worshipping my bride this evening. It will be quite some time before we reach the point you need to observe. I highly suggest you find alternative ways to occupy your time. I will pull the service bell to inform you when we are ready to engage in our official union.”
He glanced at the men who all blanched slightly, shuffling their feet as they stared at the floor. One by one they nodded and disappeared through the doorway until all that was left was Angela and Edward’s principal steward, Ben. The two subjects smiled at their friends for whom they served, carefully freeing the curtains tied up along the four bedposts to conceal the newlyweds behind a wall of white silk. They quickly left the room, leaving the newlyweds completely alone for the first time, no other eyes watching them, no other ears listening in, just Isabella and Edward, his Bella and her Tony.
Friday, March 5, 2010
Early SF Post and Chapter 7 Teaser
Sooo...I got to thinking and decided I wanted to post the wedding and the wedding night in the same week. In addition, chapter 6 was very short....so I posted tonight and will post the wedding chapter on Monday. Want a Teaser? Just scroll down...
Sovereign Fate Chapter 7 Teaser
The streets were lined with cheering people. Isabella’s heart sank even lower at the realization that total strangers who would more or less be completely unaffected by her union were a hundred times more joyful about her special day than she was. She smiled and waved, performing her duty as a royal, but below the perfectly groomed surface, she was screaming.
The carriage stopped in front of the massive cathedral, the shadow of the tall spires at the front of the church casting them in shadow as Isabella accepted the steward’s hand to assist her out of the carriage. Alice and Angela were right behind her, adjusting the hem of her dress while carrying the cathedral length veil that would be placed upon her head in a few short minutes in preparation for her walk up the aisle.
Each step Isabella took toward the massive double doors felt like they would be her last, her knees trembling, weakened by her nerves and fear. A steward manning the door, opened it with a flourish, and Isabella stepped through quickly, grateful for the reprieve from the scrutiny of the Spanish subjects, yelling best wishes to her from the street.
The smell of sickeningly sweet incense made Isabella’s stomach turn even more ferociously, threatening the return of the light breakfast she had been able to choke down, at the most inconvenient of times. Alice and Angela fussed with Isabella’s dress and hair before placing the long flowing gossamer veil atop her head, affixing it with a golden tiara before pulling the front portion forward to conceal her face, as was tradition. They both hugged her, handing her the bouquet that was waiting for her in the vestibule where she prepared to begin the walk that would seal her fate.
Before Alice was ushered away to sit with her family, she turned to the nervous bride with a bright, excited smile. “May the Lord fill your days with sunshine and your life with warmth, Princess Isabella of Spain and future Queen of England.”
Isabella gasped in surprise at the familiar salutation she had first heard only two years before, the day she first met Tony. Her mind was muddled in a quagmire of confusion as she watched Alice bounce away on the arm of the steward who was leading her to be seated with her family, her thoughts too hazy to put the pieces together, but feeling a strange sense of foreboding.
While Alice left to go join her family, Angela stayed by Isabella’s side. Isabella’s hands began to tremble noticeably, vibrating the bouquet in her grip. In one last attempt to calm her, Angela turned to her with a smile.
“I love you, Bella. Please have faith. You never know when your most fervent prayer might come true. Have faith and be strong. I promise you that this is not the trip to the gallows that you are envisioning. Jacob told you himself, and I have heard rumor that his admiration for you is already adjusting his actions. Your father sent him Jessica night before last and he turned her down and all but tossed her out on her derrière. He is an honorable man who will treat you with respect, Bella…far more respect than you have ever received from your father. Please, just trust me and relax.”
Sovereign Fate Chapter 7 Teaser
The streets were lined with cheering people. Isabella’s heart sank even lower at the realization that total strangers who would more or less be completely unaffected by her union were a hundred times more joyful about her special day than she was. She smiled and waved, performing her duty as a royal, but below the perfectly groomed surface, she was screaming.
The carriage stopped in front of the massive cathedral, the shadow of the tall spires at the front of the church casting them in shadow as Isabella accepted the steward’s hand to assist her out of the carriage. Alice and Angela were right behind her, adjusting the hem of her dress while carrying the cathedral length veil that would be placed upon her head in a few short minutes in preparation for her walk up the aisle.
Each step Isabella took toward the massive double doors felt like they would be her last, her knees trembling, weakened by her nerves and fear. A steward manning the door, opened it with a flourish, and Isabella stepped through quickly, grateful for the reprieve from the scrutiny of the Spanish subjects, yelling best wishes to her from the street.
The smell of sickeningly sweet incense made Isabella’s stomach turn even more ferociously, threatening the return of the light breakfast she had been able to choke down, at the most inconvenient of times. Alice and Angela fussed with Isabella’s dress and hair before placing the long flowing gossamer veil atop her head, affixing it with a golden tiara before pulling the front portion forward to conceal her face, as was tradition. They both hugged her, handing her the bouquet that was waiting for her in the vestibule where she prepared to begin the walk that would seal her fate.
Before Alice was ushered away to sit with her family, she turned to the nervous bride with a bright, excited smile. “May the Lord fill your days with sunshine and your life with warmth, Princess Isabella of Spain and future Queen of England.”
Isabella gasped in surprise at the familiar salutation she had first heard only two years before, the day she first met Tony. Her mind was muddled in a quagmire of confusion as she watched Alice bounce away on the arm of the steward who was leading her to be seated with her family, her thoughts too hazy to put the pieces together, but feeling a strange sense of foreboding.
While Alice left to go join her family, Angela stayed by Isabella’s side. Isabella’s hands began to tremble noticeably, vibrating the bouquet in her grip. In one last attempt to calm her, Angela turned to her with a smile.
“I love you, Bella. Please have faith. You never know when your most fervent prayer might come true. Have faith and be strong. I promise you that this is not the trip to the gallows that you are envisioning. Jacob told you himself, and I have heard rumor that his admiration for you is already adjusting his actions. Your father sent him Jessica night before last and he turned her down and all but tossed her out on her derrière. He is an honorable man who will treat you with respect, Bella…far more respect than you have ever received from your father. Please, just trust me and relax.”
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Flyboy and Sovereign Fate Teasers
It’s Thursday and time for more Teasers! I hope you enjoy them!
Sovereign Fate Chapter 6 Teaser (This chapter will be very short)
Esme and Alice excitedly entered the princess’s bedchamber shortly after she had awakened. They were even more eager to get an opportunity to grow closer with the girl who would soon be family, especially now that Edward appeared to be having a slight change of heart in regard to the arrangement. He still wasn’t what one would call happy for it, but he had begun to take on a new acceptance and respect for the woman who would stand by his side for the duration of his eventual rule.
Alice and Angela had both kept quiet about their suspicions regarding the bride and groom, for fear that by some stroke of fate they were wrong, while excitedly counting down the hours until all would be revealed. Neither cared to see how this could possibly end up badly, even though both secretly worried that Edward’s actions the past couple of years might have tainted the reunion somewhat. He had made poor choices, but with any luck, they would not cost him the possibility for happiness.
The morning passed quickly as Isabella was asked to try on her dress one last time in the attainment of perfection and to allow her mother and new in-laws to have a chance to see exactly how angelic she looked. The eyes of all three ladies swam with tears at the vision of Isabella adorned in ivory and gold. Alice smiled deviously as visions of her brother’s reaction when he realized exactly whom he would be marrying flooded her consciousness. If she had been excited before, it was a pale emotion in comparison to the glee she felt upon seeing Isabella in her dress.
The Wallflower and The Flyboy Chapter 12 Teaser
Once we were all dressed, fed, and our mess cleaned up, Carlisle, Esme, and I made our way across the city to the offices of Hannity and associates. I had to be honest, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of vindication when I passed through the halls of this building where I had once been treated as an underling not worth a second glance and treated worse than a dog by some associates, but was now given the red carpet treatment. I was the daughter-in-law and wife of the most high profile clients this firm had. Not only that, I was on my way to a meeting where the final paperwork would be ratified placing the controlling interest of that company completely in my care, thus making me amongst their highest profile clients.
My vindication only soared to new heights when my former boss James Damon was sitting in on the meeting. He and my other former bosses didn’t even look at me or speak directly to me until Carlisle interrupted them with a raised hand.
“I have to interrupt you gentlemen. You are addressing the wrong individual in this room. You did the paperwork, so I am certain you are aware of that fact. I am simply here as a witness at the request of my son. Mrs. Isabella Cullen is your client and should be the one with which you confer in this matter. All final decisions from this point on are in her capable hands, not mine. So I suggest you give your actual VIP client your kowtowing, not me.”
He smirked over at me as I looked up at him in surprise, a slow chuckle bubbling up in my face as I glanced back at the stunned men in front of me. They simply were not accustomed to a woman having this kind of power, especially in regard to such a high dollar corporation.
They blinked at me a few times with owlish eyes before finally sifting their posture and addressing me with the same respect as they had Carlisle, although the expression on James’ face did nothing to hide the sour taste in his mouth as he did.
Update: The chapter following this one we finally see ARO get his just desserts! :)
Sovereign Fate Chapter 6 Teaser (This chapter will be very short)
Esme and Alice excitedly entered the princess’s bedchamber shortly after she had awakened. They were even more eager to get an opportunity to grow closer with the girl who would soon be family, especially now that Edward appeared to be having a slight change of heart in regard to the arrangement. He still wasn’t what one would call happy for it, but he had begun to take on a new acceptance and respect for the woman who would stand by his side for the duration of his eventual rule.
Alice and Angela had both kept quiet about their suspicions regarding the bride and groom, for fear that by some stroke of fate they were wrong, while excitedly counting down the hours until all would be revealed. Neither cared to see how this could possibly end up badly, even though both secretly worried that Edward’s actions the past couple of years might have tainted the reunion somewhat. He had made poor choices, but with any luck, they would not cost him the possibility for happiness.
The morning passed quickly as Isabella was asked to try on her dress one last time in the attainment of perfection and to allow her mother and new in-laws to have a chance to see exactly how angelic she looked. The eyes of all three ladies swam with tears at the vision of Isabella adorned in ivory and gold. Alice smiled deviously as visions of her brother’s reaction when he realized exactly whom he would be marrying flooded her consciousness. If she had been excited before, it was a pale emotion in comparison to the glee she felt upon seeing Isabella in her dress.
The Wallflower and The Flyboy Chapter 12 Teaser
Once we were all dressed, fed, and our mess cleaned up, Carlisle, Esme, and I made our way across the city to the offices of Hannity and associates. I had to be honest, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of vindication when I passed through the halls of this building where I had once been treated as an underling not worth a second glance and treated worse than a dog by some associates, but was now given the red carpet treatment. I was the daughter-in-law and wife of the most high profile clients this firm had. Not only that, I was on my way to a meeting where the final paperwork would be ratified placing the controlling interest of that company completely in my care, thus making me amongst their highest profile clients.
My vindication only soared to new heights when my former boss James Damon was sitting in on the meeting. He and my other former bosses didn’t even look at me or speak directly to me until Carlisle interrupted them with a raised hand.
“I have to interrupt you gentlemen. You are addressing the wrong individual in this room. You did the paperwork, so I am certain you are aware of that fact. I am simply here as a witness at the request of my son. Mrs. Isabella Cullen is your client and should be the one with which you confer in this matter. All final decisions from this point on are in her capable hands, not mine. So I suggest you give your actual VIP client your kowtowing, not me.”
He smirked over at me as I looked up at him in surprise, a slow chuckle bubbling up in my face as I glanced back at the stunned men in front of me. They simply were not accustomed to a woman having this kind of power, especially in regard to such a high dollar corporation.
They blinked at me a few times with owlish eyes before finally sifting their posture and addressing me with the same respect as they had Carlisle, although the expression on James’ face did nothing to hide the sour taste in his mouth as he did.
Update: The chapter following this one we finally see ARO get his just desserts! :)
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