Hey guys, sorry I haven't been keeping ya'll updated lately, but I've been pretty busy and without inspiration as of late. I'm hoping to start again soon. As for Lime Coke I have decided to leave it as a two shot as I think dragging it out past the story of Jasper biting Peter would be unnesscary and a bit like beating a dead horse if you will.
I have been toying with a plot called Spoils of War, a Jaspella fiction, and if I can ever get it to the way I see it in my mind I'll start posting it, though I haven't worked on it in over a month.
Anywoo kiddos, check out Lemon Drop Reviews, which will be this blog's sister but instead of my fanfictions you'll find my reviews for everything from Make-up to Drinks to Clubs. It'll be updated much quicker than this as reviews are much easier to write than fanfiction.
Lots 'o' Love
Aislinn
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Fanfiction Update
Hola kiddies!! Right now I have two major plots I'm working on, one is untitled, and is All Human/Out of Character, the other is Lime Coke. I also have a good portion of my one-shot, meant to be completed, but I need to work on it some more. I'm not quite sure how to proceed with the whole Esme/Carlisle love affair, as I think it requires a deep knowledge of the characters, something that as a fan, I don't have. I'll have to feel out the characters through the novel, and the fan sites. Bah.
I'm hoping to have new stuff up within the next few weeks, so check back soon!
-Aislinn
I'm hoping to have new stuff up within the next few weeks, so check back soon!
-Aislinn
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Novel Update
So I have a second plot and I think I'm going to also be working on that. It's about a girl that helps a ghost discover how he was murdered. It's also a supernatural romance, only set in the high school age group, where as with the first novel they're all in the college age range.
Right now, I'm doing the research on it, I think I have the houses selected, maybe... who knows. I do have the two main character's names selected so that's a good thing, and I have their general looks down. Which is a plus.
I need to finish all my research on Baltimore and Chicago, plus housing prices in Jacksonville. So I should be off!
-Aislinn
Right now, I'm doing the research on it, I think I have the houses selected, maybe... who knows. I do have the two main character's names selected so that's a good thing, and I have their general looks down. Which is a plus.
I need to finish all my research on Baltimore and Chicago, plus housing prices in Jacksonville. So I should be off!
-Aislinn
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Lime Coke-- Mom! Jasper bit Peter!
I looked over at Alice, who was staring at Emmett in shock, “Emmett, you’re not funny, stop messing with Alice.”
“I’m not messing with Alice, Bell-uh,” Emmett chided in a half serious tone, “Jasper bit Peter on the ass.”
I looked at Emmett, clearly not believing a word that came out of the cross-dressing she devil’s mouth. I took a sip of my Jesus Juice before saying anything to my future brother-in-law, “ass biting butt pirate say what?”
Alice doubled over in giggles, and Emmett merely shrugged.
“It was a long time ago, and America was a very different place.”
“Emmett, you weren’t even alive then,” I shook my head, slowly feeling the effects of my drink.
“Doesn’t mean the country wasn’t different,” he said in a snooty tone, and for a moment I considered running him over with his own Jeep.
“Just tell us the damn story,” I growled as I threw one of Esme’s throw pillows at him.
“I will once you stop interrupting me,” I opened my mouth to retort but Emmett wiggled his finger at me before saying ‘nuh-uh’.
The freak wiggled his finger at me, like a girl, next thing you know Rose will have him in a mini skirt and a pair of four inch pumps. As much as I didn’t want to see that, I had to admit that the blackmail photos alone would be worth the years of mental scarring it would cause. If only…
“Jasper is going to kill me for telling you this, but in 1885 Jasper found a young man in an alley in a small Northern Mexican village, details aren’t important really,” he looked thoughtful for a moment, an unusual thing for the freakishly tall giant. “Anyways, back then Jasper was Maria’s bitch-“
I couldn’t help the bubble of laughter that escaped my lips at the thought of Jasper being anybody’s bitch, but that would explain why he acted like he had a stick shoved up him ninety-eight percent of the time.
“What? He was now Bells, be quiet,” he gave me a pointed look before continuing his crack pot story.
Jasper as a bitch.
Maria’s bitch, ha!
That was almost laughable.
I tried not to giggle as Emmett continued.
“Anywayzzz,” Emmett said, drawing out the ‘s’ in ‘anyways’ and making it sound like a ‘z’. Emmett had been watching too much trashy Mtv reality shows. I’d really have to talk to Carlisle about blocking the channel. “Jasp found Peter in an alley while hunting for some fresh meat, and Peter happened to fit the bill…”
‘Cue the flashback,’ I thought to myself.
A beautiful man with wavy honey blond hair and crimson eyes stood watching the young man; he took in every minute thing about the dark haired man. He was tall, slim, and stood perfectly erect with out much of a thought to it; it was natural to him, Jasper could tell. He was vaguely reminded of military personnel in the way the raven haired man stood. He was dressed simply in black slacks, a white button down, a long coat, and a simple hat graced his beautiful hea-
“Why do I feel like I’m listening to you read a bad erotica novel?” I asked, as I glared at him.
“Do I have to stuff a dirty sock in that pretty little mouth of yours Bell-lalala,” Emmett sang.
Boy has issues.
“Fine, just get to the point, I don’t have forever,” I sighed.
“You will in a few months, anywayzzz,” he said again, and I wanted to throttle him with one of Alice’s big bags.
He was beautiful and fit the bill perfectly for Maria’s campaign. Jasper sauntered at an almost lazy pace towards the stranger. The closer he got the more he realized how perfect he really was for Maria’s army. He was built like he had spent years working on a farm, and his deep tan matched Jasper’s theory. His sauntering turned into ghosting towards him at a phantom like pace. Once Jasper was within reaching distance he delivered a quick blow to the back of his neck successfully incapacitating the man.
“Oooo… Emmett’s pulling out those fifty cent words, Esme would be so proud!” I clapped my hands in a happy mocking manner.
“Bellarina don’t make me use the Vulcan death grip on you,” Emmett said while giving me a serious look. I almost laughed, almost.
“Two things Em,” Alice said through narrowed eyes, “One, Edward and I would rip you limb from limb, and Esme and Carlisle would torch your ass, and two the Vulcan death grip isn’t real.”
I snorted and resisted the urge to say ‘so stick that in your juice box and suck it.’ Emmett of course popped up with a retort. Idiot.
“That’s what she said.”
That’s right, Emmett McCarty Cullen just said, ‘that’s what she said.’ Kill me now, please.
I looked at him and shook my head sadly, “did you even use that right?”
He shrugged and grinned, “That’s what Mike’s mom said.”
Idiot.
Alice looked at me and rolled her eyes, “I need to tell Rose to stop letting him watch The Office.”
Emmett looked at us with puppy dog eyes, and said, “Are you two going to let me finish my story?”
Alice stuck her finger to her chin mocking a deep thoughtful look, “will you be finished with it in the next ten minutes?”
“You tell me, you’re the fortune telling crack pot here.” Emmett gave Alice a huge I-dare-you-to-fuck-with-me smile.
The small pixie like vampire narrowed her eyes dangerously, “Watch it McCarty, if you’re not careful I will kick your ass, and if I fail Jasper will.”
I cut Emmett off before he could retort and upset Alice even more, “Emmett, just finish the damn story before Ali kills you.” I stared at him blankly.
“Fine,” he pouted childishly; how Rosalie lived with him without murdering him I will never know.
Before the man could hit the ground, Jasper had lifted him bridal style and ran east towards the main compound that Maria, ten other newborns, and he shared. The normal three hour walk took him less than five minutes. Once he arrived he deposited the handsome man onto a large wooden table that they used to perform the changes on. The table was six and a half foot long, with aged leather straps on both ends; while humans couldn’t fight off the vampires that held them captive, Maria felt it added to the fun and excitement of the conversion.
Jasper quickly stripped the man-
"Leather straps and stripping prisoners? Do I need to cover my ears for the rest of the story?" I asked, honestly hearing that Jasper stripped and tied Peter up was not something I wanted to think about, but that would explain the way he looked at Carlisle sometimes.
"Shush and just listen Bell," Emmett chided.
"I don't wanna," I moaned.
"Tough."
-of his clothes before putting a long white dressing gown on him. Maria had said it was for comfort, but secretly he thought it was another sick element in her game.
The man started to come to just as he was strapped down on the table, another of Maria's creepy ideas. She liked to bite them on the curve of their neck, wrists, behind the knees and finally their ankles. Maria also believed in drinking a small amount from each victim to connect to them.
Bitch was crazy.
Maria entered the small room, an evil smile tugging at her plump lips as her eyes slowly raked down the man's body.
"He's perfect, Soldier, but he should be face down for this."
Jasper said nothing as he deftly flipped the man onto his stomach, and positioned his head so he could breathe easily.
"Precede Soldier," she commanded him never taking her eyes off the handsome man on the table.
Jasper moved closer to begin the process, his lips only a fraction of an inch from the man's tanned neck.
"Wait Soldier," she said in a low even voice to the blond man. "What is your name boy," she asked as she continued to watch him.
"Peter," he called in a shaken voice, "what are you going to do to me?" Fear laced his voice and Jasper's eyes emptied of all emotion, it was as if he was trying to block out all feeling.
"I'm not going to do anything to you Peter, Jasper is," she laughed coldly. "I really hope you survive this Peter, you may precede Soldier."
Jasper lowered his lips to Peter's neck, and bit down on the butter soft flesh. He tasted of peppermint and oranges, Jasper noted as he drank greedily from him.
"Enough Soldier," Maria told him sternly. "Finish biting him, and seal the wounds."
He made quick work of the last six bites before he stepped back next to the woman that had brought him into this life.
"You forgot one Soldier," she said as she looked over at him.
Jasper looked at her feeling a little confused, "I did? Where?"
The evil grin returned to Maria's face, "his ass.”
"And that's why Jasper bit Peter on the ass," Emmett continued with another boom like laugh.
I looked at him not believing a word he had said. "I don't know what your problem is Emmett, but I bet it's hard to say." Alice merely laughed as I stood up, "and with that said, I'm going to bed," before I call Jacob to rip off your left hand and hide it in Los Angeles, I added mentally.
“I’m not messing with Alice, Bell-uh,” Emmett chided in a half serious tone, “Jasper bit Peter on the ass.”
I looked at Emmett, clearly not believing a word that came out of the cross-dressing she devil’s mouth. I took a sip of my Jesus Juice before saying anything to my future brother-in-law, “ass biting butt pirate say what?”
Alice doubled over in giggles, and Emmett merely shrugged.
“It was a long time ago, and America was a very different place.”
“Emmett, you weren’t even alive then,” I shook my head, slowly feeling the effects of my drink.
“Doesn’t mean the country wasn’t different,” he said in a snooty tone, and for a moment I considered running him over with his own Jeep.
“Just tell us the damn story,” I growled as I threw one of Esme’s throw pillows at him.
“I will once you stop interrupting me,” I opened my mouth to retort but Emmett wiggled his finger at me before saying ‘nuh-uh’.
The freak wiggled his finger at me, like a girl, next thing you know Rose will have him in a mini skirt and a pair of four inch pumps. As much as I didn’t want to see that, I had to admit that the blackmail photos alone would be worth the years of mental scarring it would cause. If only…
“Jasper is going to kill me for telling you this, but in 1885 Jasper found a young man in an alley in a small Northern Mexican village, details aren’t important really,” he looked thoughtful for a moment, an unusual thing for the freakishly tall giant. “Anyways, back then Jasper was Maria’s bitch-“
I couldn’t help the bubble of laughter that escaped my lips at the thought of Jasper being anybody’s bitch, but that would explain why he acted like he had a stick shoved up him ninety-eight percent of the time.
“What? He was now Bells, be quiet,” he gave me a pointed look before continuing his crack pot story.
Jasper as a bitch.
Maria’s bitch, ha!
That was almost laughable.
I tried not to giggle as Emmett continued.
“Anywayzzz,” Emmett said, drawing out the ‘s’ in ‘anyways’ and making it sound like a ‘z’. Emmett had been watching too much trashy Mtv reality shows. I’d really have to talk to Carlisle about blocking the channel. “Jasp found Peter in an alley while hunting for some fresh meat, and Peter happened to fit the bill…”
‘Cue the flashback,’ I thought to myself.
A beautiful man with wavy honey blond hair and crimson eyes stood watching the young man; he took in every minute thing about the dark haired man. He was tall, slim, and stood perfectly erect with out much of a thought to it; it was natural to him, Jasper could tell. He was vaguely reminded of military personnel in the way the raven haired man stood. He was dressed simply in black slacks, a white button down, a long coat, and a simple hat graced his beautiful hea-
“Why do I feel like I’m listening to you read a bad erotica novel?” I asked, as I glared at him.
“Do I have to stuff a dirty sock in that pretty little mouth of yours Bell-lalala,” Emmett sang.
Boy has issues.
“Fine, just get to the point, I don’t have forever,” I sighed.
“You will in a few months, anywayzzz,” he said again, and I wanted to throttle him with one of Alice’s big bags.
He was beautiful and fit the bill perfectly for Maria’s campaign. Jasper sauntered at an almost lazy pace towards the stranger. The closer he got the more he realized how perfect he really was for Maria’s army. He was built like he had spent years working on a farm, and his deep tan matched Jasper’s theory. His sauntering turned into ghosting towards him at a phantom like pace. Once Jasper was within reaching distance he delivered a quick blow to the back of his neck successfully incapacitating the man.
“Oooo… Emmett’s pulling out those fifty cent words, Esme would be so proud!” I clapped my hands in a happy mocking manner.
“Bellarina don’t make me use the Vulcan death grip on you,” Emmett said while giving me a serious look. I almost laughed, almost.
“Two things Em,” Alice said through narrowed eyes, “One, Edward and I would rip you limb from limb, and Esme and Carlisle would torch your ass, and two the Vulcan death grip isn’t real.”
I snorted and resisted the urge to say ‘so stick that in your juice box and suck it.’ Emmett of course popped up with a retort. Idiot.
“That’s what she said.”
That’s right, Emmett McCarty Cullen just said, ‘that’s what she said.’ Kill me now, please.
I looked at him and shook my head sadly, “did you even use that right?”
He shrugged and grinned, “That’s what Mike’s mom said.”
Idiot.
Alice looked at me and rolled her eyes, “I need to tell Rose to stop letting him watch The Office.”
Emmett looked at us with puppy dog eyes, and said, “Are you two going to let me finish my story?”
Alice stuck her finger to her chin mocking a deep thoughtful look, “will you be finished with it in the next ten minutes?”
“You tell me, you’re the fortune telling crack pot here.” Emmett gave Alice a huge I-dare-you-to-fuck-with-me smile.
The small pixie like vampire narrowed her eyes dangerously, “Watch it McCarty, if you’re not careful I will kick your ass, and if I fail Jasper will.”
I cut Emmett off before he could retort and upset Alice even more, “Emmett, just finish the damn story before Ali kills you.” I stared at him blankly.
“Fine,” he pouted childishly; how Rosalie lived with him without murdering him I will never know.
Before the man could hit the ground, Jasper had lifted him bridal style and ran east towards the main compound that Maria, ten other newborns, and he shared. The normal three hour walk took him less than five minutes. Once he arrived he deposited the handsome man onto a large wooden table that they used to perform the changes on. The table was six and a half foot long, with aged leather straps on both ends; while humans couldn’t fight off the vampires that held them captive, Maria felt it added to the fun and excitement of the conversion.
Jasper quickly stripped the man-
"Leather straps and stripping prisoners? Do I need to cover my ears for the rest of the story?" I asked, honestly hearing that Jasper stripped and tied Peter up was not something I wanted to think about, but that would explain the way he looked at Carlisle sometimes.
"Shush and just listen Bell," Emmett chided.
"I don't wanna," I moaned.
"Tough."
-of his clothes before putting a long white dressing gown on him. Maria had said it was for comfort, but secretly he thought it was another sick element in her game.
The man started to come to just as he was strapped down on the table, another of Maria's creepy ideas. She liked to bite them on the curve of their neck, wrists, behind the knees and finally their ankles. Maria also believed in drinking a small amount from each victim to connect to them.
Bitch was crazy.
Maria entered the small room, an evil smile tugging at her plump lips as her eyes slowly raked down the man's body.
"He's perfect, Soldier, but he should be face down for this."
Jasper said nothing as he deftly flipped the man onto his stomach, and positioned his head so he could breathe easily.
"Precede Soldier," she commanded him never taking her eyes off the handsome man on the table.
Jasper moved closer to begin the process, his lips only a fraction of an inch from the man's tanned neck.
"Wait Soldier," she said in a low even voice to the blond man. "What is your name boy," she asked as she continued to watch him.
"Peter," he called in a shaken voice, "what are you going to do to me?" Fear laced his voice and Jasper's eyes emptied of all emotion, it was as if he was trying to block out all feeling.
"I'm not going to do anything to you Peter, Jasper is," she laughed coldly. "I really hope you survive this Peter, you may precede Soldier."
Jasper lowered his lips to Peter's neck, and bit down on the butter soft flesh. He tasted of peppermint and oranges, Jasper noted as he drank greedily from him.
"Enough Soldier," Maria told him sternly. "Finish biting him, and seal the wounds."
He made quick work of the last six bites before he stepped back next to the woman that had brought him into this life.
"You forgot one Soldier," she said as she looked over at him.
Jasper looked at her feeling a little confused, "I did? Where?"
The evil grin returned to Maria's face, "his ass.”
"And that's why Jasper bit Peter on the ass," Emmett continued with another boom like laugh.
I looked at him not believing a word he had said. "I don't know what your problem is Emmett, but I bet it's hard to say." Alice merely laughed as I stood up, "and with that said, I'm going to bed," before I call Jacob to rip off your left hand and hide it in Los Angeles, I added mentally.
Monday, March 2, 2009
Novel Update
Hola kids! Right now I am only five hand written pages into the story, that's about three typed, I know it's pathetic, but true. Though, to be honest, I do have little clips of future conversations, which are all humour based. I am thinking about adding clips of my own dreams since I have some wild ones; I believe they're called Epic dreams, more like epic nightmares, but anyways! Some of the dreams are from when I was twelve and sixteen, and I'm sure they're be involved somehow since they're very troubling and my main character is going through some huge problems of her own. I also know one from September 2008 will be involved somehow, since that's where I got the idea for not only the novel, but their eye colour.
I do have the names of my main characters, but I need to do the character maps for them, which I have been putting off for about a week, shame on me, I know!
In other news over at FF I'm running a contest of sorts for my readers of Lime Coke and MCWE; if they submit a quote/one-liner for the next chapter of Lime Coke and I pick it I'll name a minor character after them (some will have the chance to be vampires, others witches and other crazy things). I may do this for the novel, only if you submitted a quote/saying I'd give you a minor character and a shout out in the thank yous.
I think that's all!
-Aislinn
I do have the names of my main characters, but I need to do the character maps for them, which I have been putting off for about a week, shame on me, I know!
In other news over at FF I'm running a contest of sorts for my readers of Lime Coke and MCWE; if they submit a quote/one-liner for the next chapter of Lime Coke and I pick it I'll name a minor character after them (some will have the chance to be vampires, others witches and other crazy things). I may do this for the novel, only if you submitted a quote/saying I'd give you a minor character and a shout out in the thank yous.
I think that's all!
-Aislinn
Making Cupcakes with Emmett
Maybe offering to attempt to teach Emmett how to make chocolate cupcakes had been a bad idea, but at the time I thought it’d be a nice bonding experience for the two of us. At the moment the beautiful, childlike man was beating the eggs and oil into the mix a little roughly and smiling broadly at me. While usually I would have chided him for being careless (playfully of course), the smudges of flour on his cheeks and the way he was looking at me made me grin. How did I ever get so lucky?
In the last six months that Alice, Jasper, and my personal heaven, Emmett had returned I had never felt so whole and complete. The only downside to their return was that they had done so against the wishes of the rest of the Cullen clan, but I could not bring myself to regret their decision. I loved the three of them with everything that I had in me, and at some point the brotherly love I felt for Emmett changed and grew. It tripled when he had first kissed me, and it because endless the first time he told me he loved me not long after. He was perfect, and he was mine.
Emmett brought me out of my musings with a feather light kiss to my temple, as he stepped behind me resting his left hand on my hip in order to pull me recklessly close to him. “Isabella,” he started using my full first name, “what are you thinking about babe?”
I pressed my lips to the underside of his jaw, the warmth of my lips making him shudder slightly in pleasure. “How amazing you are,” I answered honestly.
He smiled brightly at me, and traced a small shaped on the exposed area of my skin, causing me to make a small purr like moan at the back of my throat that caused him to chuckle in pleasure.
“Why, what are you thinking about Emmét?”
While calling Emmett, ‘Emmie’ was not allowed, ‘Emmét’ was; I always pronounced it like ‘Emmie’ but with more of a French roll to my tongue.
“I was wondering what cupcakes tasted like,” he had a wicked smile on his beautiful face, and I knew there was more to it than that, but I played along.
“Picture the best taste you’ve ever experienced, and multiply it by ten,” I teased.
“No way it could be even close Bellarina,” he gave me one of his rare serious faces, and I laughed quietly at him.
“I’m sure grizzles don’t taste that good Emmerson,” I continued to tease, until the curly-haired vampire caught me in a fierce kiss.
Once he released my mouth he placed his stone like lips on my neck and whispered huskily in my ear, “Bella, I don’t think grizzly can compare to the way your kiss tastes.” I’ll admit, I melted a little bit when he said that.
I covered my reaction with a playful grin. “Suck up,” I turned and pressed my back into his broad chest once again.
“I’d like to suck-“ he said before I cut him off.
“Hush, I’m sure Ali and Jas don’t want to hear their brother talk about what he would and wouldn’t like to suck with his girlfriend,” I could have sworn I heard Alice call a muffled ‘thank you’ down the stairs.
Emmett dipped a finger into the chocolate cupcake batter before he lazily drew a heart on the side of my neck, ignoring my teasing. I arched back into the massive vampire before I lazily rolled my head to the left opening my neck and its small chocolate shape to his mouth.
"No biting Em," I chided him softly as I tangled my fingers with the ones he had rested on my hip.
He chuckled, his cool breath fanning over my heated neck, "not even a nibble?"
I opened my mouth to answer him, but was brought up short when his tongue traced the shape twice before he placed a series of open mouth kisses to my, now, goose fleshed skin.
I spun around and wrapped my arms around Emmett's shoulders, no small fete for someone of my size. He cleared the counter top eagerly, sending the brown batter all over the marble floors. Before I could say anything he had quickly lifted me to the now vacant counter. Deftly I wrapped my legs around his waist, and before I could claim his mouth in a kiss I heard a person clear their throat. My head whipped to the side where I saw my best friend, Alice, standing with a smirk playing at her lips.
"Emmett, I know you can't get enough of Bells, but could you take it down a notch? Jas looks like he's about to throw up."
"Sorry Ali," I called to her retreating back.
I quickly pecked the corner of his mouth before, with his help, I hopped down. “Honey, help me clean up this mess,” I smiled at him adoringly.
Emmett swatted me, softly, on my backside before cleaning up our mess in the time it took me to take four human steps. He stepped back to me as he wrapped me in his arms and claimed my mouth for another hungry kiss. After he released my freshly bruised lips he brought his lips to my ear and whispered something only Emmett would say-
“Thank you for teaching me how to make cupcakes Bell, I can see why people like hem so much,” he trailed off for a second before continuing. “I might even like them more than grizzlies.”
I giggled girlishly as he pressed me tighter to his body. It was defiantly a good idea to make cupcakes with Emmett.
Fin.
In the last six months that Alice, Jasper, and my personal heaven, Emmett had returned I had never felt so whole and complete. The only downside to their return was that they had done so against the wishes of the rest of the Cullen clan, but I could not bring myself to regret their decision. I loved the three of them with everything that I had in me, and at some point the brotherly love I felt for Emmett changed and grew. It tripled when he had first kissed me, and it because endless the first time he told me he loved me not long after. He was perfect, and he was mine.
Emmett brought me out of my musings with a feather light kiss to my temple, as he stepped behind me resting his left hand on my hip in order to pull me recklessly close to him. “Isabella,” he started using my full first name, “what are you thinking about babe?”
I pressed my lips to the underside of his jaw, the warmth of my lips making him shudder slightly in pleasure. “How amazing you are,” I answered honestly.
He smiled brightly at me, and traced a small shaped on the exposed area of my skin, causing me to make a small purr like moan at the back of my throat that caused him to chuckle in pleasure.
“Why, what are you thinking about Emmét?”
While calling Emmett, ‘Emmie’ was not allowed, ‘Emmét’ was; I always pronounced it like ‘Emmie’ but with more of a French roll to my tongue.
“I was wondering what cupcakes tasted like,” he had a wicked smile on his beautiful face, and I knew there was more to it than that, but I played along.
“Picture the best taste you’ve ever experienced, and multiply it by ten,” I teased.
“No way it could be even close Bellarina,” he gave me one of his rare serious faces, and I laughed quietly at him.
“I’m sure grizzles don’t taste that good Emmerson,” I continued to tease, until the curly-haired vampire caught me in a fierce kiss.
Once he released my mouth he placed his stone like lips on my neck and whispered huskily in my ear, “Bella, I don’t think grizzly can compare to the way your kiss tastes.” I’ll admit, I melted a little bit when he said that.
I covered my reaction with a playful grin. “Suck up,” I turned and pressed my back into his broad chest once again.
“I’d like to suck-“ he said before I cut him off.
“Hush, I’m sure Ali and Jas don’t want to hear their brother talk about what he would and wouldn’t like to suck with his girlfriend,” I could have sworn I heard Alice call a muffled ‘thank you’ down the stairs.
Emmett dipped a finger into the chocolate cupcake batter before he lazily drew a heart on the side of my neck, ignoring my teasing. I arched back into the massive vampire before I lazily rolled my head to the left opening my neck and its small chocolate shape to his mouth.
"No biting Em," I chided him softly as I tangled my fingers with the ones he had rested on my hip.
He chuckled, his cool breath fanning over my heated neck, "not even a nibble?"
I opened my mouth to answer him, but was brought up short when his tongue traced the shape twice before he placed a series of open mouth kisses to my, now, goose fleshed skin.
I spun around and wrapped my arms around Emmett's shoulders, no small fete for someone of my size. He cleared the counter top eagerly, sending the brown batter all over the marble floors. Before I could say anything he had quickly lifted me to the now vacant counter. Deftly I wrapped my legs around his waist, and before I could claim his mouth in a kiss I heard a person clear their throat. My head whipped to the side where I saw my best friend, Alice, standing with a smirk playing at her lips.
"Emmett, I know you can't get enough of Bells, but could you take it down a notch? Jas looks like he's about to throw up."
"Sorry Ali," I called to her retreating back.
I quickly pecked the corner of his mouth before, with his help, I hopped down. “Honey, help me clean up this mess,” I smiled at him adoringly.
Emmett swatted me, softly, on my backside before cleaning up our mess in the time it took me to take four human steps. He stepped back to me as he wrapped me in his arms and claimed my mouth for another hungry kiss. After he released my freshly bruised lips he brought his lips to my ear and whispered something only Emmett would say-
“Thank you for teaching me how to make cupcakes Bell, I can see why people like hem so much,” he trailed off for a second before continuing. “I might even like them more than grizzlies.”
I giggled girlishly as he pressed me tighter to his body. It was defiantly a good idea to make cupcakes with Emmett.
Fin.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Lime Coke- Chapter One
Edward had left me home with Emmett and Alice again, while he and the rest of the Cullen clan went on a quick hunting trip. Usually I’d protest because Alice would want to play ‘Bella Barbie’, and Emmett would make fun of me, but somehow I had managed to talk her into a halfway normal night of scary movies. I say halfway because she was currently making fun of the actor playing the vampire in the movie; and while I hated to admit it, it was making my evening at the Cullen house more relaxing than normal.
Emmett on the other hand was still being a jackass, and making fun of my clumsy ways, what’s bad is the fact that I hadn’t even stumbled, let alone tripped, all evening; although Emmett swore it was only a matter of time. Asshole. If Emmett wasn’t my brother I’d hate him, or have Edward kill him on a hunting trip. The only issue would be Edward’s alibi; we couldn’t really say a gang of evil grizzly bears had dragged him off. Damn him being immortal, damn my not being strong enough to make beating him with a crowbar hurt; damn you Emmett! But really I will admit that deep down I love the big idiot, really, really deep down.
I stood and walked to the kitchen with the plan of making myself a lime coke, something I had yet to manage to teach the other Cullen’s to make just right, when Emmett stopped me, “don’t trip Bellaroo.” I swear his eyes were tinted with pure evil, I had no idea how the others put up with him for so long without ripping him to shreds.
I really wanted to hit him, a broken hand would be worth it. I shook my head not really having a come back to sling at the six foot five meathead.
Once in the kitchen I grabbed the lime juice, ice, coke, and a glass before setting about mixing them quickly. While generally caffeine and I don’t mix well I figured tonight I could use it, as I really didn’t want to fall asleep around the five year-old other wise known as Emmett. I walked out to the living room and reclaimed my seat by Alice, before taking a long sip of the lovely Jesus Juice that is Lime Coke.
“Oh, my god,” I moaned in pleasure as I got my first taste of the drink, “Lime Coke is so good.” Next to me Alice laughed at my reaction to the drink.
“I bet it tastes like crusty old ass,” Emmett said with a laugh from his position on the love seat.
“You would know,” I snapped in a weak defense.
“It only happened one time,” Emmett protested.
“Still, what vampire decides to bite someone’s ass?” I lifted an eyebrow at him and laughed, “more importantly where did you get the idea? A porno? I don’t remember Rosalie ever mentioning that you were into ass play,” I continued to tease.
“He’s Emmett, where does he ever get any of his ideas?” Alice said without removing her eyes from the television.
“Fortune cookies?” I suggested.
“Or Sponge Bob,” Alice grinned at me.
“Maybe Yo Gabba Gabba?” I laughed at the idea.
“But honestly, most likely Adult Swim.” Alice smirked at him.
“Actually it was Jasper,” Emmett laughed in a boom like manner.
“WHAT?!” Alice and I yelled at the same time in shock.
“Yep,” he said popping his ‘p’, “that’s how he changed Peter.”
Emmett on the other hand was still being a jackass, and making fun of my clumsy ways, what’s bad is the fact that I hadn’t even stumbled, let alone tripped, all evening; although Emmett swore it was only a matter of time. Asshole. If Emmett wasn’t my brother I’d hate him, or have Edward kill him on a hunting trip. The only issue would be Edward’s alibi; we couldn’t really say a gang of evil grizzly bears had dragged him off. Damn him being immortal, damn my not being strong enough to make beating him with a crowbar hurt; damn you Emmett! But really I will admit that deep down I love the big idiot, really, really deep down.
I stood and walked to the kitchen with the plan of making myself a lime coke, something I had yet to manage to teach the other Cullen’s to make just right, when Emmett stopped me, “don’t trip Bellaroo.” I swear his eyes were tinted with pure evil, I had no idea how the others put up with him for so long without ripping him to shreds.
I really wanted to hit him, a broken hand would be worth it. I shook my head not really having a come back to sling at the six foot five meathead.
Once in the kitchen I grabbed the lime juice, ice, coke, and a glass before setting about mixing them quickly. While generally caffeine and I don’t mix well I figured tonight I could use it, as I really didn’t want to fall asleep around the five year-old other wise known as Emmett. I walked out to the living room and reclaimed my seat by Alice, before taking a long sip of the lovely Jesus Juice that is Lime Coke.
“Oh, my god,” I moaned in pleasure as I got my first taste of the drink, “Lime Coke is so good.” Next to me Alice laughed at my reaction to the drink.
“I bet it tastes like crusty old ass,” Emmett said with a laugh from his position on the love seat.
“You would know,” I snapped in a weak defense.
“It only happened one time,” Emmett protested.
“Still, what vampire decides to bite someone’s ass?” I lifted an eyebrow at him and laughed, “more importantly where did you get the idea? A porno? I don’t remember Rosalie ever mentioning that you were into ass play,” I continued to tease.
“He’s Emmett, where does he ever get any of his ideas?” Alice said without removing her eyes from the television.
“Fortune cookies?” I suggested.
“Or Sponge Bob,” Alice grinned at me.
“Maybe Yo Gabba Gabba?” I laughed at the idea.
“But honestly, most likely Adult Swim.” Alice smirked at him.
“Actually it was Jasper,” Emmett laughed in a boom like manner.
“WHAT?!” Alice and I yelled at the same time in shock.
“Yep,” he said popping his ‘p’, “that’s how he changed Peter.”
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