Thursday, June 6, 2013

V Wicked Tease – 06/06

— Regular Teasers —
Teasers for an upcoming chapter.
Chapter 11 of "Back to December" by LadyofSpain **Jacob & Bella**
Chapter 8 of "Crash Into Me" by PetersSugarTits **Peter & Charlotte**

— V Wicked Teasers —
A different kind of pimpage. Give the fandom a taste of your fic in 125 words or less.

"Back to December" by LadyofSpain
Jacob & Bella, Romance, Drama, Angst, MA/NC-17
Summary: An all human, alternate version of Three Worthless Years. Yes, I am ficcing my own fic. What would have happened if Angela and Maria convinced Bella to come to La Push while our boy was on leave? Would things work out between them? Would Bella get her HEA?

*** Chapter 11 Teaser ***
Jacob took Michel and me to see the horses at the ranch owned by Embry’s uncle, Omni. He let us ride on one of them. The horse’s name was Big Shot, and I was amazed how Jacob mounted it bareback so easily. I sat my son on his lap while he was astride the animal. It was fun watching the expression on my little one’s face. He was enjoying a real horsie ride this time.

Omni took Michel from Jacob, and held his hand while my guy reached down, and one-handed, pulled me up to sit behind him.

I heard Jacob chuckle, as he felt me hanging onto him for dear life.

Looking back over his shoulder, he teased, “Don’t tell me ... you’ve never been on a horse before? An Arizona girl like you? Jeez, Bells, didn’t you ever have any fun growing up?”

“Hey, mister. I had lots of fun, playing with paper dolls, tea sets and board games.”

“I stand corrected. Adventure is your middle name.”

I slapped him playfully. “It is now.”

He grabbed at the place where I hit him. “Ow, oh god, you just opened up an old shrapnel wound.”

“Noooo ... I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

He laughed so hard, I thought he was going fall off the horse. “I’m just kiddin’. Hooh boy, you are so gullible. I like that in a girl.”

I slapped him again for good measure. “You!”

"Crash Into Me" by PetersSugarTits
Peter & Charlotte, Romance, Drama, MA/NC-17
Summary: There are some things that you just know...whether you're a smoking hot magic 8 ball, or just mated to one. ***This story is M for a reason. There will be foul language and gratuitous sex because we're those kind of people. Probably gonna be some violence too. You don't mess with a Whitlock.***

*** Chapter 8 Teaser ***
I walked back to the hotel and went straight to our room. Charlotte was, of course, in the tub. Since Jasper was here, I knew she wouldn’t let me get in there with her so I took a seat on the edge of the bed and unfolded the paper.

“What the hell are you doin’,” Jasper asked me.

“I,” I said firmly snapping open the paper, “am keeping up with current events.”

“Then why am I picking up mischief,” he asked mostly quiet. “Or have you already done something that’s made it to the paper. Char will kick your ass.”

“Here,” I said as I tossed him the sports section, “keep yourself busy and stay out of my business.”

“I will tell on you Peter,” he said to me cutting his eyes to the bathroom door.

“Shh,” I hissed at him and dropped my voice so that Char wouldn’t be able to hear me. “I’m shopping for her, but you can’t tell her.”

“This what y’all talked about,” he asked me quietly.

“What do you know about that,” I whispered to Jasper as my eyes narrowing at him.

She wouldn’t have talked to him about this first. Would she? Hell no. She wouldn’t. She barely talked to him at all and even then it was more for my benefit than anything else. I knew that she wouldn’t have gone to him first.

“Her emotions,” he said softly as he smacked me in the back of the head with the sports section. “When we were leaving that shit pile her emotions were weird. I told her to tell you.”

“Oh,” was my genius response to him.

“Jackass,” he came back at me with.

“Shit head,” I said.

“Dick sucker”



“Douche canoe”

“GUYS,” Charlotte yelled from the bathroom and Jasper and I looked at each other with widened eyes and answered her in sync.

“Sorry Char,” we chimed out and had to bite back our laughter.

She didn’t and it was a beautiful sound, my girl’s laugh. Even Jasper was able to appreciate the sound of it. We had to join in. There was just something about her laugh that neither one of us seemed to be able to resist. It was probably because we went so long without laughing that finally being free to indulge in it was so nice. But I preferred to think that Char’s laugh was magic and was helping to heal my brother.


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