The Girl Under The Bed: 
Bella Swan is homeless in one of the worst winters Seattle has seen. When hope is gone, and things take a turn for the worst a mysterious stranger steps in to help, turning her life upside down. Changing her life forever.

A New Year...A New Theme

My main New Year's resolution is to read more. Whether the material is a book or FanFiction. When I am done with the fics and books I'm currently on, I plan to read other stories in the future. That's what this theme is about...the future. 


Cooking With Fire
Bella Swan is the world famous Head Chef of New Moon restaurant in NYC. Edward Cullen is a seven-year veteran fireman for the FDNY. What happens when our two favorite lovebirds meet? Anything is possible! Story contains romance, humor, lust, sexual tension, sex, some Cullen family time and drama. Also includes and ever-lovable Emmett and a Bad Ass Bella And Rose. 

Happy New Year!

New Year's Eve
Bella's alone at home during New Year's Eve. Who will come to cheer her up?


My resolution- to write more FanFiction! What's yours?

Of Scarlet Lace:
Someone once said that scars were a reminder that our past was reality. But Jasper Hale’s scars weren’t merely reminders of his past. No, they were undeniable proof of the monster that he had once been.
Written By Squeeka Cuomo


From Eclipse:


"He held his wrist under the edge of the lampshade beside him, and traced his finger across a raised crescent mark on the pale skin.
It took me a minute to understand why the shape looked strangely familiar.
"Oh," I breathed as realization hit. "Jasper, you have a scar exactly like mine."
I held out my hand, the silvery crescent more prominent against my cream skin than his alabaster.
Jasper smiled faintly. "I have a lot of scars like yours, Bella."
Jasper's face was unreadable as he pushed up the sleeve of his thin sweater higher up his arm. At first my eyes could not make sense of the texture that was layered thickly across the skin. Curved half-moons crisscrossed in a feathery pattern that was only visible, white on white as it was, because the bright glow of the lamp beside him threw the slightly raised designs into relief, with the shallow shadows outlining the shapes. And then I grasped that the pattern was made of individual cresents like the one on my wrist... the one on my hand.
I looked back at my own small, solitary scar - and remembered how I recieved it. I stared at the shape of James's teeth, embossed forever on my skin.
Then I gasped, staring up at him. "Jasper, what happened to you?"

Edward's Mom:

Jasper's got a thing for his best friend, Edward's mom. 

Written by InstantKarmaGirl