All I Want for Christmas is You Update

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"I like the way you think, Dr. Edward," Bella cooed, tugging him out of the diner and back into the chilly Phoenix night.

As Bella drove them to her apartment, she held Edward's hand. His thumb caressed her knuckles, causing her skin to ignite in flames.

Zing!

Each caress went straight to her pussy, making her ache for him. Even with Jacob, she never felt this way. He'd been her first and they were supposed to be married, but Karma had other plans for him … for them.

This is Edward's tattoo ... but he's not this skinny. Picture Dr. Mike from YouTube ... that's Edward's physique. 

Blockbuster Teaser

 Waking up the following morning, I was curled on my side. There was a heavy arm around my waist, along with a strong body pressed to my back. I shifted, becoming more aware. I was in bed and then, I remembered. Edward slept with me. He held me gently, keeping me pressed to his side. I opened my eyes, grinning widely when I saw Edward’s tattooed arm holding me close to his body. I idly traced the black swirls on his skin.

“That tickles,” Edward murmured, his voice deep with sleep.

“Sorry,” I giggled. “I was just examining your tattoo. It’s so pretty.”

“I didn’t get it to be pretty,” he snickered, drawing me closer to his muscular body and kissing my neck. “I got it as a form of self-expression.”

“Well, that may be the case, but the details are pretty, but masculine,” I said. “Why did you add the armor around your family’s crest?”

“In order to be in this industry, you have to have some pretty thick skin. There were times when I felt pretty exposed, even when I was composed outwardly,” he explained. “When rumors are flying about you and about your relationships, it’s hard to ignore it. But, you learn quickly to avoid the rag magazines and the tabloids. My publicist handles that, along with my legal team.”

“Alice took care of your public image?” I asked.

“She was one facet of my team. Now, Felix, my new attorney, is working with my publicist. I recommend you hire one as well,” Edward suggested.

“An attorney or publicist?”

“Both,” he answered honestly.

“I do have an attorney through the publishing house. I’ve handled all my public relations on my own, or with Jasper’s help,” I said.

“With the movie, you might want to hire a publicist to help organize any interviews and publicity for the movie,” Edward suggested. “I could have my publicist help out. He’s amazing.”

“Is he local to Los Angeles?”

“He is, but he’s got clients all over the world,” Edward smiled. “Jared likes to travel.”

“I’ll think about it, but you promised a day of no work,” I quipped, turning in his arms, and brushing my fingers through his messy locks.

“I wouldn’t mind staying in bed with you,” he purred, pulling me closer to his body. “I like this. Waking up with you. Holding you.”

“I think I got the best night’s sleep in your arms,” I said, blushing furiously. “Well, the first night in a long time.” I traced my fingers along the edge of his sleep shirt. I could see some more ink against his skin, just hiding beneath his shirt. It was a quote. “What does this say?”

“It’s a variation of a quote,” Edward explained, as he pulled down the neckline of his shirt. “’If you don’t live … for something/ You will die … for nothing.’ I knew that being an actor was an empty existence. I was very comfortable in my life, but I had no joy. I only found true happiness when I began directing. I got this tattoo after the one on my arm.”

I traced the letters, grinning when his skin pebbled with goosebumps. “I like that … the quote,” I murmured. “It’s right above your heart.”

“I followed my heart to change my career focus,” he shrugged. He kissed my nose before he cuddled around me. “We should get up. We have a full day planned.” He tightened his arm, brushing his lips along my pulse point. “I’m going to shower in the guest room. Remember, casual and comfortable, love.”

Blockbuster Update

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The day was spent with Alice and Edward, carefully cultivating our plan of attack with Summit. Despite their close relationship with Aro Volturi, the actions of his employee, who was an obvious extension of his company, needed to be addressed. Paul had been summarily fired by the studio. Alice even went so far as to send Paul a copy of his non-disclosure agreement stating that if he bad-mouthed Summit, Edward, me, or the movie, he’d be subjected to hefty monetary consequences. He’d signed the NDA when he was hired by Summit and if he broke that agreement it would result in him being completely blacklisted within the industry with the possibility of jail time since he’d slandered and defamed my name.

However, Edward had waved his hand and Paul had been barred to apply for any position within Los Angeles. Through word of mouth, his faux pas was being spread around the entire entertainment industry.

After Alice left late in the afternoon, I asked for some time on my own. I needed to call Seth. I needed to see his face. Ideally, I’d prefer to hug my child, but he was a state away in San Francisco. I wasn’t sure when I’d be flying home with this fuck up with Paul. So, a phone call would have to suffice. Edward, with all the patience in the world, told me that the wireless network extended to the beach. I hugged him so tightly, holding back tears before I went upstairs to get my laptop. Carrying it down to the beach, I settled on one of the chaise lounges near Edward’s home.

Turning on my computer, I logged onto the wireless network and opened up FaceTime. I sent a text to Rose, who had responded almost immediately after I’d asked for her to set up her laptop. I dialed up Rose’s number and Seth’s face filled the computer screen. “Hey, baby,” I breathed, tears welling in my eyes.

“Mom! Are you okay? Uncle Jasper flew out of here, all upset. He said that he needed to get to you,” Seth asked.

“I’m okay,” I answered. “Well, I’m okay, now. A couple days ago, Edward and I went out to eat with a studio executive. The executive … he was from La Push.”

“Asshole,” Seth snarled.

“Language, Seth Charles,” I admonished.

“It’s true. Everyone from La Push are assholes,” Seth argued. “Do you think he knew my sperm donor?”

“I’m pretty certain he did. He said that your sperm donor was his cousin,” I answered. “Anyway, he said some things. Things I didn’t want Edward to know, at least not right away.”

“He found out how I was conceived,” Seth said.

I didn’t lie to my son. I told him over and over again, that regardless of how he was conceived, I loved him to the moon and the stars. My child was my world and now that I was able, I could give him the world, every opportunity and shower him with love and adoration, like my father did for me. He vaguely remembered his father, his sperm donor. I was his primary care giver. Jacob rarely watched him, and Billy’s influence had not infected my son’s mind. I tried my hardest to not let that monster poison my sweet son’s mind with his backwards thinking during the rare moments when Billy had watched him.

“Mom, you shouldn’t be ashamed,” Seth interrupted my ruminations. “You are the strongest person I know. Stronger than Uncle Emmett, that’s for sure. And, he was in the NFL.”

I sighed, “I may be strong, but what Paul said, no matter how twisted it was, wasn’t the truth and it hurt,” I snarled. “It also wasn’t his information to share.”

Ten Year Anniversary ...

I can't believe that I've been writing fanfiction for ten years. Probably longer than that ... (but I never published those early stories ... talk about bad!) Anyhow, in December 2020, La Cantante celebrated its ten-year anniversary. My first story that I'd published ever ... a story that was near and dear to my heart ... 

In March, A Fresh Start was published and it helped me cope with me getting divorced from the narcissistic asshole who was my husband. I held out hope that I'd find my Edward and get my happily ever after. As of now, not so much. 

Now, in May, Edward Cullen: A Work in Progress will celebrate its ten-year anniversary. I started writing that one to help me deal with the residual anger I felt for my now ex-husband. Let's celebrate Whip and Bane ... 

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Edward Cullen is a jerk. He's a moody musician and artist who is wary about life and is recovering from a nasty drug overdose. Emmett, his best friend, offers him an opportunity to redeem himself and work with his best tattoo artist in his shop.EXB,AH - Mature Audiences, only. Strong themes with references to drugs and sexual assault

Out of the Darkness Update

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I woke up and I was sore. Muscles that hadn’t been used were tight and my hips were not liking me, but I felt at peace. Behind me, Edward was curled around me, tracing my back. “What are you doing?” I asked, my voice rough and raw.

“Tracing your ribs,” he said. “And drawing on your back. Your skin is flawless, Bella. Like alabaster.” I blushed and he chuckled. “I’ll never tire of touching you, Bella.” I turned my head, smiling at him. He was beauty and power and protection, wrapped up in a sexy package with a crooked smile, jade-colored eyes, bronze hair, tattooed skin and charcoal wings. “God, you floor me with how beautiful you are.”

“You’re delusional,” I snorted, getting up and realizing that I was still naked. “Um …”

Edward stood up and he was very much naked. He cupped my face with his hands. “Bella, you are the most beautiful woman in the world. I’m honored that you shared yourself with me, giving me your virtue …”

“You and I both know that my virtue is long gone,” I said flatly.

“No, beautiful,” he frowned. “What was taken from you was your innocence by those assholes who raped you. You saved your virtue and gave it freely, to me. Our making love was our choice, our decision. Yes, I was hesitant at first, but when all was said and done, we shared something so sacred and so beautiful, that I’ll cherish it forever.” He gathered me in his arms, holding me close and tucking me against his body with his wings. “Now, why don’t we take a shower? Head back home?”

“I don’t want to go back,” I chuckled. “It was so quiet here. And I felt …”

“Safe,” he finished for me. I nodded, pouting deeply. “You’ll get that back. I promise you, pretty Bella. For now, I just want to hold you and trace some more nonsensical designs on your skin.”

“Maybe a tattoo?” I whispered.

“You want one?” he asked. My eyes widened as I nodded fervently. “Bad ass! What?”

“Wings,” I cried. “Your wings protect me. I want my own, to, um, protect me. I know it’s stupid …”

“Not stupid, Bella. Definitely not,” he said. “Let’s take a shower and then we can go to a friend of mine who lives in Seattle.”

“Another angel?” I asked.

“He’s a cherub,” Edward chuckled. “Total baby face and so cute, but covered, head-to-toe in tats. Does excellent work. He gave me my wings, but yours will be far more feminine. And he’s a total bad ass when it comes to fighting minions. He’ll probably want in on stopping Riley.”

Bella's Tattoo

Field Day Jumpies

Kick Ball Field with the forest behind it

Out of the Darkness Teaser

I woke up and I was sore. Muscles that hadn’t been used were tight and my hips were not liking me, but I felt at peace. Behind me, Edward was curled around me, tracing my back. “What are you doing?” I asked, my voice rough and raw.

“Tracing your ribs,” he said. “And drawing on your back. Your skin is flawless, Bella. Like alabaster.” I blushed and he chuckled. “I’ll never tire of touching you, Bella.” I turned my head, smiling at him. He was beauty and power and protection, wrapped up in a sexy package with a crooked smile, jade-colored eyes, bronze hair, tattooed skin and charcoal wings. “God, you floor me with how beautiful you are.”

“You’re delusional,” I snorted, getting up and realizing that I was still naked. “Um …”

Edward stood up and he was very much naked. He cupped my face with his hands. “Bella, you are the most beautiful woman in the world. I’m honored that you shared yourself with me, giving me your virtue …”

“You and I both know that my virtue is long gone,” I said flatly.

“No, beautiful,” he frowned. “What was taken from you was your innocence by those assholes who raped you. You saved your virtue and gave it freely, to me. Our making love was our choice, our decision. Yes, I was hesitant at first, but when all was said and done, we shared something so sacred and so beautiful, that I’ll cherish it forever.” He gathered me in his arms, holding me close and tucking me against his body with his wings. “Now, why don’t we take a shower? Head back home?”

“I don’t want to go back,” I chuckled. “It was so quiet here. And I felt …”

“Safe,” he finished for me. I nodded, pouting deeply. “You’ll get that back. I promise you, pretty Bella. For now, I just want to hold you and trace some more nonsensical designs on your skin.”

“Maybe a tattoo?” I whispered.

“You want one?” he asked. My eyes widened as I nodded fervently. “Bad ass! What?”

“Wings,” I cried. “Your wings protect me. I want my own, to, um, protect me. I know it’s stupid …”

“Not stupid, Bella. Definitely not,” he said. “Let’s take a shower and then we can go to a friend of mine who lives in Seattle.”

“Another angel?” I asked.

“He’s a cherub,” Edward chuckled. “Total baby face and so cute, but covered, head-to-toe in tats. Does excellent work. He gave me my wings, but yours will be far more feminine. And he’s a total bad ass when it comes to fighting minions. He’ll probably want in on stopping Riley.”

The One That Got Away Update

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“Edward, we need to go get pictures taken,” Bella whispered breathily. They were making out like teenagers, hidden in the cabana where Bella waited to walk down the aisle. However, her new husband’s mouth and lips were too intoxicating.

“Later,” Edward murmured, his lips gliding down her neck and his hands cupping her ass. “I want to kiss my wife. Would you deny me on our wedding day, Mrs. Cullen?” Bella whimpered as his lips wrapped around her earlobe and nibbled.

“Momma, Daddy?” came the sweet voice of Lucy. “Mr. Mike said he wants to take pictures before the sun dips too low.”

“Damn it,” Edward sighed, holding his new bride to his body. “She’s cute, but she’s still a cock-blocker.”

“We’re not having sex, for the first time, as husband and wife, in a cabana with our friends and family not more than twenty yards away, Edward Anthony,” Bella chided, wriggling out of his hold. He pouted adorably, sticking out his lip. “Stop it. We have tonight to consummate our marriage.”

“Actually, we leave tonight on a red eye,” Edward said, guiding Bella out of the cabana. Liam and Lucy were waiting outside. They took their parents’ hands, leading them to the beach. “After our reception, we’re leaving for Jamaica.”

“Oh, why?” Bella asked, strolling with her hubby.

“I wanted to start our honeymoon as soon as possible. It was either catching a red eye or waiting three days,” he said. “So, I went with the red eye.” Bella nodded, kissing Edward’s cheek. “I hope you’re not mad.”

“Not at all, baby,” she said. “It’s going to be a long day, but as long as I get you, it’s worth it.”

Edward, Bella, the twins and close family spent an hour and half taking pictures with Michael. The twins left with Edward’s parents while Michael worked with the happy couple, taking romantic pictures with them. When the music on the verandah began, Michael finished his photo shoot and said he’d have the pictures, or at least rough proofs, ready when they got back from their honeymoon.

The reception began, being held outside for the cocktail hour and then moving to elegantly decorated patio for food and inside for dessert and dancing. Every inch of the patio was covered in twinkle lights, soft chiffon fabric in their colors and various floral bouquets, with pearl and rhinestone accents in the bouquets. After a delicious meal of fresh salmon and other local favorites, Jasper and Alice gave their speeches, much to Bella and Edward’s chagrin. Both of them were red from the embarrassing stories they both shared. Once that was finished, Edward and Bella cut into their cake and then had their first dance.

They danced for about two hours before Alice tugged Bella away to get her changed for her flight. They kissed and loved up on their children before they prepared to go. As they left, Bella threw her bouquet. Sarah caught it, her eyes wide with surprise. One of Edward’s coworkers, Christopher, a pediatric neurologist, caught the garter. He had been flirting with Sarah and this might be exactly they needed to build a relationship. Bella and Edward shared a look as Christopher walked over to Sarah, sliding his arm around her waist.

“Playing matchmaker?” Edward quipped.

“Everyone deserves the same love we have,” Bella shrugged. “Now, let’s go on our honeymoon.”