There's not much to say about this two-parter. It came out differently than I expected, but I was pleased with it, all the same. x)

Synopsis: Okay, so the other day I had this incredible urge to write AU, AH and OOC, where Bella and Emmett are brother and sister, and she meets a handsome stranger named Edward. T, fluff. humor. more than oneshot. Both POVs. COMPLETE. [LiNk]

“Bella!”

Shoot.

“Bellllllllaaaa!”

Double shoot.

I couldn’t talk, I couldn’t move, and I tried to calm my fiercely pounding heart.

Ahh yes. You've Got Twilight!. Will the twisters NEVER END? So... sad to say, I'm kind of... stuck on this story, which is dreadful, because this was one of the first, decent Twilight stories I've ever tried writing. I have the whole plot down and all, but I also have a severe case of Writer's Block. I definitely don't mean you turn you off this story, so please, by all means, go ahead and read what I have so far. Just don't be expecting an update too soon. Considering OTJOH! is getting way better reviews than this one. -grunts-

Synopsis: Think You've Got Mail Twilight style. Bella owns a small bookstore in Forks. When a Cullen Books comes to town towing the gorgeous Edward Cullen, can they both set aside their prejudices? Who are SingingAngel and EcBoy? [LiNk]

As quickly as I could I opened up his first e-mail:

Good morning, SingingAngel. What is on your agenda today?

I glanced at the time it had been sent and received, which was very early this morning. I tried to quench the disappointment that I suddenly felt coursing through my veins and frowned. I had forgotten that he had sent a second e-mail.

SingingAngel,

Why do I have the feeling you’re ignoring me on purpose?

EcBoy.

He probably wouldn’t be around to read my answer yet, but it wouldn’t hurt to reply anyway.

Hey, EcBoy. I’m not ignoring you. I went to work this morning, was flirted with by a few 8 year olds, a young dad and an employee, fell over a few cardboard boxes full of books, pretty much had a breakdown, and talked myself hoarse. All in all, a pretty typical day for me. But enough of me. What did you do today? Sorry I haven’t replied sooner, I was at work and just got home now.

SingingAngel.

I hesitated, wondering if I should add any more or take any thing out. I shrugged and pressed send, suddenly nervous. I decided I needed a nice up of tea to calm me down, so I stood up, walked over to the kitchen and brewed myself a cup.

I paced back to my computer; idly tapping on the edge of the keyboard, almost wishing for a response that I knew had no way of happening. EcBoy had the same kind of hours I did – unpredictable and plenty of them.

Therefore, I was pleasantly surprised when a simple line that made me the happiest in the world popped up.

You’ve Got Mail.

SingingAngel, You never told me, do you have a boyfriend? As to the flirting issue, if your disposition online is as real as your disposition in real life, then what man in his right mind would pass up a chance to spend a few minutes of your time? This is not flattery, it’s the truth. Are you sure I don’t know where you live? :) You’re probably blushing right now. xD EcBoy.

I was blushing by the time I got through this e-mail. My jaw had also dropped to the floor. How did I respond to e-mail like that? My fingers moved slowly as my brain whirled.

EcBoy,

I do not have a boyfriend, nor am I looking for one.

No, that didn’t sound friendly at all. I pressed the backspace button.

I do not have a boyfriend, and I like my life. I had the urge to add, don’t go around screwing it up, but I didn’t.

No, you don’t know where I live, or you’d probably be around here in about five minutes, considering you know me so well.

SingingAngel.

I pressed Send as quickly as I was able to, half of me hoping I was too late and half of me hoping I wasn’t.

You’ve Got Mail.

I clicked almost frantically on the email, and felt my heart give an uncomfortable leap.

SingingAngel,

I enjoy my life as it is too. Did you see any more of that guy whom you hate so much? You know, the stalker? And yes, I do know you so well.

EcBoy.

I blushed furiously. He sounded so smug…

EcBoy,

I’d like to wipe that smirk off your face. I paused. This was something totally new in our Cyber relationship. No, but considering the fact that he’s left me alone ever since we started talking, I have some suspicions as to who that might be.

SingingAngel.

Sure enough, two minutes later I got a response.

SingingAngel,

If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were a tad annoyed… xD

Crap, I’m sorry, Singer, I need to leave. Someone I never wanted to see again just called my office. Do you have MSN, by any chance?

EcBoy.

I snickered as I clicked on the reply button, my tone slightly scornful.

Where do you think I live, the stone ages?

Yes, I do.

SingingAngel.

Sorry its so long!

This story is rated T for a bit of innuendo... I mainly wrote this story because I wanted a change from AH, and decided to TRY and do something Canon-ish. As in BD canon-ish. And basically came up with this for a cute, funny, fluffy filled oneshot. Why do you think Edward won't let anyone drive his Volvo? Again, because it is a oneshot, no excerpts, sorry.

No, You May Not Drive My Volvo!

Synopsis: So we all want to know why Edward never lets anyone so much as touch the front seat of his beloved Volvo…Bella finds out firsthand. All Vamps – T! [LiNk]

Hanging Around With You! A Twilight Fanfic.


So this is a fic that I haven't completed but have posted, and will hopefully be updating shortly. I've decided to make some changes to my plot so far, and this will be distinctly based on Kristen Chenoweth songs. So for the most part its pretty down. xD

Synopsis: Edward Cullen was the shy, gorgeous boy next door and Bella’s ex-best friend. When singing/acting college forces them together, Edward wants to make the most of it, but Bella still hasn’t forgiven him. All Human. Drama! ExB, AxJ, EMxR [LiNk]

Edward was dating my sister. I gritted my teeth together and plunged through the pouring rain that was mingling with my angry tears.

I pounded on the door and thankfully, Alice opened it. She looked into my eyes, and then her mouth went round in a little small ‘o’ of realization.

“He didn’t,” she growled angrily.

I nodded. “May I speak to him, Alice, please?” I asked as civilly as I could, and I wasn’t even angry at her.

Alice eyed me sympathetically and nodded before gazing up the stairs with a glare that Hitler would envy. “EDWARD ANTHONY MASEN CULLEN!” she roared. “GET YOUR FREAKING BUTT DOWN HERE NOW!”

I smiled bitterly as I heard reluctant thumping coming down the stairs. If Edward thought Alice was peeved off, she had nothing on me.

“Bella!” Edward came to a stop and he straightened as his green eyes met my brown ones and they brightened. His eyes, not mine. I was too furious to greet my best friend politely. A big, goofy grin spread across his face – but vanished as soon as he took in my expression. “Bella?” he asked again hesitantly, nervous now.

“How dare you, Edward Cullen?” I hissed, more anger in my quiet words than if I had shouted.

“What?” Now he was slightly confused. Then enlightenment shined on his face. I merely watched. His face fell the next moment, and he pursed his lips. “Oh. That.”

“You call Rosalie ‘that?’” I seethed – I was getting beyond furious.

“No, no,” Edward replied quickly. At least he was making an effort. “I thought you’d understand.” He had the good grace to look upset.

“Understand what, Edward?? You FLIPPING BROKE up with MY SISTER!” I shrieked. I took another step towards him and he shrank backwards. “How could you do that? You were actually HAPPY together! Did you know that I had to convince her to try going out with you, because I told her you weren’t like other guys!” I laughed bitterly, hurt in my eyes. “But I guess you’re like all the rest, aren’t you?” I snarled. I know I was hurting him, but I couldn’t help it. He had DUMPED MY SISTER, for goodness sakes! I wasn’t about to let him out of it. I had sworn I would hunt him down and kill him if he ever hurt her, and Rosalie was now crying on the floor in my bedroom!

Sure enough, no sooner had I spoken, Edward looked at me like a wounded puppy. I snorted mentally. “It wasn’t like that!” he explained, exasperated.

I raised an eyebrow at him for him to continue.

“It was mutual,” he defended. “The spark… wasn’t there – why am I telling you this?” he snapped out loud, exasperated.

I looked at him, deeply hurt. “Because right now, Edward, a girl is sitting at home on my floor crying her heart out,” I said quietly, now too entirely hurt by him to be or do anything else. “I told you when you first started going out that if you hurt her, I would hurt you. And I keep my promises, Edward. Unlike someone I know,” I added, hurling the last bit over my shoulder as I stepped back out in the rain. “Goodbye, Cullen,” I said formally to Edward, watching his stricken face. I turned to Alice, who was looking at both of us in shock. “Feel free to call me any time, Alice. You and Emmett are always welcome at our house.”

Edward reached forward to shut the door, and I could have sworn as he closed it, he whispered, “Forget hurt, you’ve already killed me, Bella.”

DOCTOR WHO FANFICTION!
YAY!

Tales Of The Wolf:

Unfortunately, this is one of the fics in limbo. But I seriously need encouragement and reviews to get this finished after the 12 chapters I have so far, so PLEASE, take a moment to say something about it, good or bad. Thank you!

Synopsis: What would have happened if the Doctor had been scratched by the werewolf in Tooth and Claw? [10Rose]Who's coming? [LiNk]

Rose briefly wondered if the Doctor had two hearts when he was a wolf, and gently hugged him to see if she was right. She was. She leaned his head against his chest, and realized for the first time that this was the first time she had ‘slept’ with him. Suddenly the belly beneath her began to rumble and shake. The Doctor whimpered his sleep as Rose abruptly let go of him. He tossed and rolled over, his tail flagging wildly, and Rose realized with horror that if she had held on for even one more millisecond she would have been slashed to bits.

Probably only an upset stomach and a bad dream, Rose figured as she rolled on her side to the far corner of the mattress and drifted into an uneasy and light slumber.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Breathing on her ear tickled. Rose hugged the side of the mattress, smiling in her sleep. She batted a hand at the thing in annoyance, her eyes locked shut. The breath on her ear intensified, and suddenly she turned around. As soon as she did, soft lips met hers in a kiss full of passion. Only one person had ever kissed her remotely like this. She was in heaven, and she wasn’t dreaming. Her hands moved into soft hair, fingers curling around the silky threads. A tongue moved to invade her mouth, but Rose refused entry as her hands trailed from hair down to cheeks and the kiss went deeper and deeper. Suddenly she opened her eyes, and was shocked at what she saw. She pulled back, disbelievingly.

One of my favourite oneshots that I wrote because I was inspired by my brother, the pizza boy! I won't write excerpts from oneshots, because they're so short and may very well give the plot away. Looks like you'll just have to find them out for yourself! xDDD

Synopsis: Jessica Stanley meets a very attractive young man in an elevator… who starts talking to her of his own free will! Oh no, how will she respond? - not what it seems, Jessbash. T oneshot. [LiNk]