Fic: Rocky Shores

Rocky Shores

A/N: Treading water is no longer an option. When a handsome stranger intervenes, will brokenhearted Jasper sink or swim?

This story was my written for the "In The Closet" Contest (www.fanfiction.net/u/2424392/intheclosetcontest). Rated PG-13. Jasper/Edward slash. Thanks to my lovely beta, TwilightMundi, for editing this story.

Disclaimer: All Twilight characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, Little, Brown, et. al. No profit was made and no copyright infringement is intended.

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I drove in silence as I raced north on route 95.

I wasn't sure exactly where I was headed. I suppose it didn't matter.

It was cold, raw, a Thursday in March that should have been unremarkable, and probably was to the majority of the world. But for me, it was the day after my make-believe world came crashing down.

To be fair, it was my own fault. But telling a heart not to love is not an easy matter.

And so I drove as quickly as I dared, away from home, away from my stupidity and delusions, and away from him. I had to find me. Somewhere along the way, I'd gotten completely lost.

Fic: Worth the Climb

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Worth the Climb

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The one where things come out in the dark

A/N: Jasper drags Edward camping, but they both end up surprised by what comes out at night. This story received honorable mention in the Slash Backslash 2.0 contest. (To see other entries, visit the Slash Backslash C2: www.fanfiction.net/c2/68069/3/0/1/)

Rated NC-17. Edward/Jasper slash. Many thanks to TwilightMundi for her beta work on this story.

Disclaimer: All Twilight characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, Little, Brown, et. al. No profit was made and no copyright infringement is intended.

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It was a good idea in theory, I thought, pausing and stepping to the side of the trail to adjust the straps of the ridiculously heavy pack I carried. I was hunched over under its weight, surely resembling some sort of mule.
My posture would never be the same. Luckily, we hadn't passed a single person thus far on the mountain, so the autumn leaves were the only ones present to judge me.

Jasper stopped just ahead on the mountain, and came back the short distance to join me as soon as he stopped hearing me huffing and puffing behind him.

He looked at me, eyebrow raised.

"Thanks," I panted in reply to his wordless question. I did need a bit of a break.

"That's cool. I could use some water myself," he said, setting his own backpack down on the ground and reaching for the bottle that was attached to the side by a myriad of little straps, pockets, and elastic connective doohickeys. I rolled my eyes. Since when was a plain old zipper or some simple Velcro not good enough?

Regardless, I had to shake my head at his response. He was such a liar. He wouldn't have needed to stop at all if it weren't for me. I clearly needed to spend less time in front of a piano and more time at the gym. The only lifting I regularly did was of heavy orchestral scores. I mean, I wasn't unfit, but Jasper was ridiculous. His stamina... shit. It was amazing. I pledged to start running every single day like he did.

After a few minutes he broke the companionable silence. "It's worth it, I promise you."

I humphed at him and wiped sweat off my brow.

He just laughed and picked up his pack. "Ready to go? We need to reach the summit before sunset."

Fic: Bella's Drinking Problem

Bella's drinking problem

A/N: Newbie vamp Bella has an itty-bitty problem: She just isn't in touch with her new body's needs. Can Edward help her find the instinct within? Originally written for the "There will be blood contest." Rated NC-17. Edward/Bella.

Many thanks to TwilightMundi and Mrs. Agget for betaing.


Disclaimer: All Twilight characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, Little, Brown, et. al. No profit was made and no copyright infringement is intended.

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"Edward, I'm so thiiiirsty," Bella whined.

I sighed. "I know. We'll figure this out," I told her, pressing her against my body as we lay together on my bed.

But honestly, I wasn't sure what to do. None of us were. We expected Bella to have the same basic characteristics as all newborn vampires. I suppose we should have known better. As a human, she constantly surprised me with her actions, and I loved her for it. Apparently this held true for her vampire self as well.
Even Jasper, who had dealt with a thousand newborns, had never seen the likes of her.

Just the thought of it was insane: A vampire who was disgusted by the thought of blood.

Fic: Seven Drops of Rain

Seven Drops of Rain

A/N: Two vampires in love celebrating a birthday of their own. A little drabble arc in honor of OnTheTurningAway's birthday. Vampire Jasper/Edward, slash, Rated R.

Thanks to TwilightMundi for her beta work on this and ArcadianMaggie for holding my hand.

Disclaimer: All Twilight characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, Little, Brown, et. al. No profit was made and no copyright infringement is intended.

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We stood it in the thick, dark, damp, green forest of Mt. Rainier. Mist threatened at the periphery of our vision, the smell of deep earth weighed heavily in our noses.

But it was just 'we.' There was no high school, no family, certainly no pretending, no disguises.

This day was ours.

Warm rain poured down, collecting on the limbs and leaves above and dripping heavily on us.

It did not matter. This day was ours.

Fic: Instructions for Bare Hunting

Instructions for Bare Hunting

A/N: Emmett/Jasper slashy crackfic. Rated NC-17. If that's not your thing, please don't read. 

This one-shot was written for the Plot Bunny Contest (www.fanfiction.net/community/PlotBunnyContest/82048/).

Many thanks to TwilightMundi for betaing!

Disclaimer: All Twilight characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, Little, Brown, et. al. No profit was made and no copyright infringement is intended.

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"Shit," I muttered. "Not again."

I twisted shut the blue nail polish. "Shit," I said again.

I closed my eyes and paid little attention to the sound of footsteps suddenly hurrying toward me.

xXxXx

"No fuckin' way," Emmett bellowed as he and Jasper ran through the forest. "I'm more manly."

"You wish," Jasper teased, grinning. "You fucking wept like a girl. 'Oh boohoo, Frodo dies, time to cry all over myself.' For god's sake, every fuckin' time."

"It takes a real man to cry. You should know that, Emo boy," Emmett shot back. "Besides, just look at me. Clearly, I'm all man. I am a thing of beauty. Fucking exquisite. Just look at these muscles."

Emmett paused then as the pair of vampires picked up the scent of prey in the distance. They turned to the east in unison to follow the smell and Emmett continued his argument.

"And, I'm not just talking biceps. Every muscle in this gorgeous bod is twice the size and far more beautiful than yours, little bro."

"Except your brain," Jasper countered. "I bet the venom didn't know what to do when it got to your fat head since there was nothin' there to burn."

Fic: Jasper and the No-longer-remotely-private Parts

Jasper and the No-longer-remotely-private Parts

A/N: Edward and Jasper have very busy lives, so Edward takes a drastic step to ensure they can spend a special evening together. Unfortunately, handcuffs and fire drills don't mix.

Edward/Jasper slash. AH. Rated NC-17. One-shot written for the FML Contest at www.fanfiction.net/~FMLcontest.)

Disclaimer: All Twilight characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, Little, Brown, et. al. No profit was made and no copyright infringement is intended.

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"Hello, sexy…"

I jumped, startled by the unexpected whisper in my ear. However I quickly recovered, and was nothing but pleased to have my boyfriend near. "Hey, you…" I grinned. "What are you doing here? I thought you had rehearsal?"

Edward was a graduate theater major and was currently buried in rehearsals for a play opening next month. I was in my usual corner of the library, studying for an upcoming midterm.

"We finished my scenes early, and I have the rest of the night off. So I've come to take you hostage," he explained, sitting across from me at the library table.

"That sounds amazing. But I have so much work to do," I said wistfully. I wanted to spend the time with Edward. We hadn't seen each other much at all recently. He was busy with rehearsals, and I was wrapped up with midterms and my graduate thesis, not to mention work. I was a senior RA for a freshman dorm on campus; it helped me pay for graduate school, but it was terribly time consuming. I hated being away from Edward, and wanted desperately to give in and spend the evening with him, but I had so much schoolwork to do. Still, it felt like I hadn't seen him in more than a week, and I craved time with him. My body craved his.

"I knew you'd say that." He leaned across the table and kissed me teasingly on the mouth. Then he brought his beautiful lips to my ear and whispered, "That's why I brought these."