Fire of Your Soul ... Collaborated Story With Clo Rodeffer

In the blink of an eye, your world can change. You can experience the greatest happiness … or succumb to the world’s worst pain, losing someone that had no reason to die …

Edward Cullen, a decorated fireman, after losing a woman in a deadly apartment fire, left his life and family in Seattle, trying to escape the ghost of the beautiful woman, the concert mistress of Seattle Symphony. He stayed away from Seattle, living in Boston, working as an arson investigator until his mother called him, informing him that she had cancer. Without a second thought, Edward moved home to help his family.

Dr. Isabella Swan, a renowned oncologist, specializing in women’s cancers, went through the paces of life. Her mother, an ovarian cancer survivor, was her impetus to become a doctor. However, she was closed-off and had been for many years … since the death of her twin sister, Angela, in an apartment fire. Bella focused on her job, working to forget the empty pain of losing her soul mate. Even eight years after her death, Bella was profoundly broken because of it. She never let anyone in … Until … a handsome, sexy man and a son of one of her patients … Edward Cullen …

Everything in her mind told her it was wrong, but in the blink of an eye, your world can change. You can experience the greatest happiness. Your life can come back to life, especially when you find your new soul mate … the Fire of Your Soul.

Here is the extended summary from the collaboration of me (Tufano79) and Clo Rodeffer (HeartForTwilight), Fire of Your Soul. As of right now, we've got the first chapter written and it will be posted next week. It will be posted under my author name, Tufano79, but make no mistake ... this is a collaborative effort between me and Clo. It will be posted on all writing platforms (FFn, Stars, AO3, FicPad, Wattpad and on Clo's blog). I can't give you an update schedule, but we are hoping that we can post a chapter a week. It's all dependent on our muses and time to write. 

Looking forward to hear what you all think! See you next week with the update! Make sure you put 'Tufano79' under author alerts! :-)

Shaky Ground Teaser

By the following morning, Edward had a raging migraine and was particularly testy. He snapped at Bella more often than not and by mid-morning, she’d had enough. With a scowl, she left, looking a little worse for wear and Edward was again, alone in his too-big house.

However, he wasn’t alone for long. He was laying in his bed, trying to get rid of his headache, when he heard the door slam open. Dragging his sore and hungover body out of bed, he was surprised to see Emmett and Jasper standing in his foyer, the door almost hanging off its hinges. “Do I need to call the cops?” Edward snarled. “You just broke into my house.”

“You got lucky,” Jasper said. “And we can fix this, but you got fucking lucky, Masen.”

“Explain?” Edward asked, sitting down on the steps and trying to quell the throbbing in his head.

“One of Demetri’s coworkers explained that he was married to your ex-fiancée,” Emmett said. “And that they’re expecting their first child. Apparently, he acted like a dick to you.” He grumbled, closing the door and making mental note of the supplies needed to fix it. “Are you going to tell us what the fuck happened? You don’t go off half-cocked like that …”

“You want the story?” Edward growled.

“If it’ll help us understand that fight, yes,” Jasper said. “You were unhinged, Edward. Why were you so fucked up?”

“Let me make some coffee and get some ice. My face hurts,” he grumped. He stomped to the kitchen and turned on his Keurig. He gestured to his friends and they nodded.

“Well, you had a hot doc to take care of you, it would seem,” Jasper teased, waggling his brows. “Alice said that Bella didn’t come home last night.”

“She made sure I didn’t slip into a coma. She woke me up every couple of hours. She also stitched me up,” Edward said, shrugging nonchalantly.

“That woman deserves flowers or something. She put up with your cranky ass,” Emmett snorted.

“Yeah, Alice sent me a text saying that Bella hates you and that you’re worst fucking patient on the planet,” Jasper guffawed. “Did you even thank her for helping you?”

Edward had the decency to look abashed. “No, I didn’t.”

“I hope you do because according to Ali, she’s on a rampage,” Jasper said, reading the texts from his girlfriend. “You may not be male for very much longer if Bella had her way.”

“I’ll talk to her,” Edward whispered, feeling badly for being a first-class dick to Isabella. She had been a consummate professional and was clearly concerned for him. “Please, just tell your girlfriend to give me a chance to make it up to her, to B-B-Bella, that is.”

“If she’ll let you,” Jasper snickered.

Edward finished brewing the coffee and put out the mugs for his friends. “I don’t have any creamer or sugar. Black is your only option,” he said. They shrugged, used to drinking coffee without any adornment. The shit they served in the station was a step up from toxic sludge. Edward poured himself a mug, taking two Tylenol and gesturing to the living room. They sat down on the couch and Edward was assaulted, even through his broken nose, by Isabella’s sweet perfume. He sipped his coffee.

“You have your coffee. Now, explain,” Emmett said, leaning forward.

“No one knows what happened. Only me, my father and …” he made a face, trying not to show his emotions, “Tanya.”