Crash - Chapter One

So, this is what my muse wrote when I sat down at the computer. Chapter one of Crash is now loaded onto Fictionpress.com so check it out if you are interested. We will see how this goes.

Dan Boyd

Max Henley

Alice Fowlers

So, I have no idea if anyone checks this blog anymore especially since I have been putting so much time on my livejournal but I had an idea and I was thinking of maybe working on it. It would be about Alice Fowlers and her son, Simon from The Flower Girl. I would be continuing Soldier Boy but much of it would be tweeked and there would be some changes along the way. Would anyone be interested in reading this? Please just let me know.

Alice

*waves hesitantly* Hi, everyone. Remember me? I meant to make an announcement a couple weeks ago but I never did and I am truly sorry for that because you all deserve more than that. As you can see, I took almost all of my stories down - either for publishing or plagarizing problems - and declared myself to be on a summer hiatus. There was just so much going on in regards to my stories that I needed a break from it all.

I have been enjoying my summer, even though I really hate hot, humid weather like this, and have actually been writing a lot of fanfiction. I feel that fanfiction is a great writing exercise that keeps my brain working and being creative and I post at my livejournal. (just click the link to check it out)

Almost all posts are open to the public to read but if you do want to sign up, an account is completely free. I know it is not fair to move to a new site and take my stories down, but I feel that for me, personally, this was the best move and I feel so good about it.

Thank you for everything you have ever done for me. From the reading and reviewing to leaving comments here to the constant coddling and encouraging and for the artwork and videos... I still have no idea what I did to deserve any of you. What a long strange journey this has been but... *crossing fingers* hopefully, someday, my book is being sold in a store and I will FINALLY get to meet some of you.

Love Kate

Artwork for FFG

Thank you very much to Nyah and Beth for the artwork they have done for Fall from Grace. I am so happy that just the first chapter inspired you to do these for me. They are both beautiful. Also, to those who are interested in my fanfiction, especially my Mark/Lexie stories from Grey’s Anatomy, I have a livejournal account and you can read what I post there. Thank you very much to everyone for your continued support. I have no idea what I would do without it.

by Nyah

by Beth

Fall from Grace - Chapter One

Holy crap. This is my 500th post on this blog. That's absolutely insane to me.

I have completed chapter one of Fall from Grace and it is now posted on Fictionpress. Please click here if you are interested in reading it. It is under a different pen name so you will not find it on my templeton21 homepage. I am very nervous about posting this and I am slowly going to be easing myself into this story so don't expect daily updates.

Thank you everyone from the bottom of my heart for all of the kind and encouraging words and emails you sent me. I still have to answer everyone's emails but I promise that I will get back to you as soon as I can since you took the time to write to me.

Grace

Fall From Grace Preview

This first part is a prelude of sorts to the story Fall From Grace. I am working on the second half of this chapter at the moment and it will start five months previously before Grace meets Evan. Also, has anyone heard of the show called Skins? There is this actress, Kaya Scodelario, on the show who I think would make the perfect Grace. Please read the short preview I have posted below and let me know if you are still interested in reading this story. Thank you very much in advance.

..XX..

Chapter One –
Beauty Queen of Only Eighteen

“Everything is so beautiful,” she murmured, staring up at the blue sky above her and the green leaves of the trees rustling gently in the wind. “I think sometimes, we all forget just how beautiful the world can be. We are all so busy trying to live our lives to the fullest that we honestly forget to live at all.”

He slowly pulled the needle from her arm and loosened the tie he had wrapped around her upper arm to help him locate a vein before running his fingertips lightly over the thin, delicate skin on the inside of her elbow.

“I can hear the clouds moving,” she said, her words slow, each one deliberate, and she lifted one of her hands upwards towards the sky.

He bent down and kissed her arm and her hand fell to the back of his head.

“I can hear my blood. I can hear yours,” she continued and he lifted his eyes, looking at her, his lips remaining resting on her arm. A smile as slow as honey spread across her lips. “I feel beautiful.”

“You are beautiful,” he told her and then began trailing his lips up from her elbow towards her shoulder, goose bumps fleshing across her skin. “So fucking beautiful.”

“I only feel that way with you,” she said, her eyes floating back towards the sky. “I want to live on a cloud… when I was a little girl, my dad would take me to the state fair and I would ride around on his shoulders and he would buy me pink clouds of cotton candy. I thought it was the best thing in the world.”

“I’ll buy you all the cotton candy you want,” he said, his fingers brushing aside the strap of the tank top she wore from off her shoulder, his lips continuing on its path. He sat up on his knees and tugged his tee-shirt off, rolling it into a ball and tossing it aside, before laying on top of her again, his lips returning to her throat. “Keep talking, Grace. The more you talk, the more I know you’re alright.”

“Was that heroin?” She asked and then nodded her head before he could respond, already knowing what was pumping through her veins. “Yes, it was. Why is it bad? I have never felt more… alive. I feel everything. And everything feels me. If something makes you feel this good, it can’t possibly be bad.”

“You can have more if you want,” he said.

His hand dropped down to her hip and began pushing up the material of her shirt, feeling the naked skin of her stomach. She didn’t stop him as he sat her up slightly to pull the top off and she fell backwards onto the plaid blanket spread out beneath her, laying before him in her blue jeans and red lace bra. Her dark brown hair spread out around her, a strand blowing across her forehead, and her large brown eyes were thickly outlined with black eyeliner, some of it smeared.

She smiled as he kneeled before her, above her, and he lifted a finger to her nose, trailing down the bridge and over her plump, pale pink lips.

“Do you like my freckles?” She asked, lifting her own hand to the bridge of her nose.

He smirked. “I do.”

His fingers easily snapped the button open and lowered the zipper of her jeans and without him having to tell her, she lifted her hips. He easily divulged her of them, tossing them aside much like he had done with his shirt.

“And I like your tattoos,” she said, sitting up, her fingers wrapping around his biceps, her tongue beginning to trace his well-defined abs.

His fingers tangled in her hair and she tilted her chin up, her eyes locking with his. She smiled and he placed a kiss to her forehead before guiding her onto her back, her arms winding around his shoulders as he laid on top of her.

“You didn’t take any of it,” she murmured.

She wasn’t able to keep her eyes open any further and both lids fell shut as she felt him begin to kiss her, massaging her lips with his.

“No, babe,” he whispered. “This time, it was all for you. I wanted you to have this.”

“But I want to share it with you. Please, Evan. Do some, too. Feel what I feel.”

He hesitated for a moment and then nodded his head. Giving her one more firm kiss, he sat up on his knees, reaching into the back pocket of his blue jeans and pulling out the second small bag of brown powder. He didn’t bother with the needle though or boiling it down. It would take too long so instead, he opened the bag and she watched as he snorted it up his nose.

He exhaled harshly, almost coughing, wiping at his nostrils, and she smiled at him.

“Can you hear that?” She asked as his fingers tangled in her hair again and he tilted her head back, his lips latching onto her throat.

“Hear what?”

She closed her eyes, her mouth falling open in a moan. “Everything.”

Grace

Inspiration

Good morning, everyone. I should be packing since I am driving to Ohio this morning to spend Memorial Day Weekend with my parents but I just wanted to drop by and see how everyone is. I am doing good - trying to relax and slow my mind down for a little bit. I also bought True Blood first season DVD so I have been kind of watching nothing but that lately.

I know I have a lot of stories unfinished at the moment but with everything that has happened, a story idea has popped into my mind and I wanted to run it by all of you to see what the general consensus in regards to it was.

Fall from Grace

by Kate

Grace Prince seems to be the perfect girl. Straight-A student. Daddy’s girl. Best friends with mom. About to start applying to some of the best colleges in the country. But then she meets bad-boy Evan and as they grow closer, everything else around her begins to fall apart.

This story would be a bit more on the dark side like A Pocketful of Poppies was. It would follow Grace and her slow descent into falling in with the wrong crowd. There would be drinking, partying, experimenting with drugs and having sex. Despite all of this, it will also be a love story - a strange, slightly fucked-up love story but one nonetheless.

I am working on the first chapter but I am taking my time with it, not wanting to rush anything. Does this sound interesting at all? Please leave me a comment and let me know! I would love to hear your thoughts and opinions (keep the cruelty to yourselves) Thank you and I hope everyone has a good weekend.

Grace

Evan

Rob

Lauren

I have been contacted by an administrator from Wattpad and the situation is being handled. I am having all of my stories removed from that site. This year has really sucked for my stories. People are stealing them, insulting them, insulting me. I write because I love to. I have spent countless hours writing stories for others to enjoy them.

But right now, I am not enjoying it. People do not respect me or the efforts I put into things if they think that taking my stories without my permission is something that is not wrong. Right now, writing any story feels like a chore and something I dread because every time I open a review, I do not know if it is a complete insult or someone notifying me that another story of mine has been stolen again.

I think at the moment, the best thing for me to do is to take a summer hiatus and work on my short stories that I wish someday to have published. Thank you to my fans - and my true friends - for always supporting me. But this is something that I feel I must do. I will slowly be taking stories down from Fictionpress but I will let everyone know ahead of time before I start doing that.

Wattpad

So, I have been getting a lot of comments recently about people who have read The Prettiest Thing on this website called Wattpad. I had never heard of it before so I went to explore and sure enough, that story, and a bunch of others that I have written are all posted there. I had no idea this website existed. I am happy to have more people reading my stories but... I never gave permission to anyone to post my stories on another site. I have been having a lot of problems lately with people copying and pasting my work and passing it off as their own and I am nervous/scared that someone has done this. I am not angry. I just am paranoid because I like having my stories on a site I know I can control. Whoever has posted my stories on Wattpad, please, please, take them down. I am working on a book of short stories to have published and I need to be able to have control over all of my stories for editing and copyright purposes. Thank you.

L is for Love (Preston/Jane)

I present Jane and Preston from Ghetto Gospel in the second alphabet challenge vignette. I am also working on "F" is for Family for Molly, Hawkin and Lily from The Flower Girl as well as the next chapter of More than Anyone. In the meantime, enjoy Jane and Preston:

There Are Worse Things You Can Do To Yourself Other Than Love Me

In the first month living with her, Preston realizes that Jane loves a lot of different things.

When they open the windows of their motel room that first morning after they've left, she inhales the air deeply and says that she loves the way freshly mowed grass smells and the scent of the air right before a storm rolls in. She has body spray that she wears every day that smells of vanilla and in the shower, she uses a blueberry-scented body wash.

Preston grows used to all of these smells mingling in his nose and soon, he can't remember how he slept without having his face pressed to the side of her neck, inhaling those scents that are distinctively Jane.

When it's warm enough, she loves wearing skirts right after she shaves her legs, loving how smooth her skin feels when she rubs it together, (and Preston has to admit that he loves it too) and she loves to walk barefoot. Sometimes, they go to the park down the street and almost as soon as they step into the soft dewy grass, she slips her shoes off and walk the rest of the way with them swinging back and forth in one of her hands.

She sometimes convinces him to take his shoes off as well and they sit there, playing footsie and leg wrestling with one another which always leaves her squealing with laughter when he tackles her into the grass underneath him. She kisses him and tells him that she's never been this happy before and Preston thinks that, if possible, he loves her just a little bit more every time she tells him that because he will still wake up in a panic in the middle of the night, expecting to find her packing her things, ready to leave, or waking up and find that she's already gone.

For some reason she still hasn't told him, Jane really doesn't love food. She eats but only because she has to, and most of the time, she acts as if it's actually a chore to put the food in her mouth and chew and then swallow. He doesn't want to ask even though this is Jane and Preston knows he can ask her anything but he wonders if she has ever suffered from one of those eating disorders.

They get pizza and Chinese take-out a lot and eat in their motel room, sitting on the bed, facing one another, their feast scattered between them, and she does seem to prefer pepperoni over sausage and sweet and sour chicken doused in the red, sticky sauce. She doesn't come out and says that she loves these things but any time he orders dinner, Preston begins making sure to get these particular foods specifically for her.

She loves when he's on top during sex. She loves the way she feels completely covered with his body, almost being pinned down, pressed into the mattress. She loves rubbing her feet on the back of his calves and she loves when he shifts his thrusts and can press his pelvis against her clit. That almost always makes her cum immediately.

Jane loves Law & Order which cracks Preston up for some reason, but she prefers the episodes with Jerry Orbach in them before he passed away and she has mentioned once or twice that the character reminds her of her dad - another thing which cracks Preston up because although he has never officially met the man, Detective Lennie Brisco with his snarky one-liners and dry humor is a lot cooler than Tim Benedict, the very definition of asshole, could ever be.

Still though, he watches the show with her every day and when she gets extremely quiet, he knows that she's thinking of her dad and he'll put his arm around her, holding her close to him, letting her know silently that she's still got him.

Jane loves a lot of things, Preston realizes, and he has a hard time reminding himself that he is one of those things that she just happens to love. The way she looks at him or smiles at him, he sometimes wonders why she does that before he remembers that she does it because she loves him. The way she kisses him or will sneak up behind him to wrap her arms around him in a hug, it's all because she loves him.

He doesn't understand how she can find room within herself to love so many things at the same time.

He almost asks her a few times but he stops himself. He doesn't want to know. He wants to learn how to do it himself.

C is for Conversation (Tyson/Amy)

Everyone seems to be having a lot of fun with the alphabet challenge and I am getting so excited for it. I know I said that only one suggestion per letter will be used but a lot of you have been giving me some great ones. Also, a lot of people have suggested Ben and Olivia topics but since I am still working on More than Anyone, and adding new parts, some of the suggestions might be added into the story. In the meantime, I present Amy and Tyson from The Prize in the first alphabet challenge vignette:

Sugar, We're Going Down Swinging

"What's your favorite color?"

The question cuts through the otherwise silence of the night and Tyson Reed feels himself being pulled away from the brink of sleep he was on the verge of.

Amy Dunn has moved into his condo less than two weeks earlier and he is still adjusting to her habits - like asking him questions just as he is about to fall asleep.

He knows why she does it and it isn't just because Amy redefines the word "chatty". She does it because she likes to have conversations. She likes to hear him talk to her. It is her way of reassuring herself that their relationship isn't completely one-sided because for a while, in the beginning, she felt exactly that.

So he answers and his voice is low and gruff from his exhaustion.

"Grey."

He can practically hear her frowning through the dark. "Grey isn't really a color."

"You're thinking of white," he says, rolling onto his stomach and throwing an arm across her hip. He finds that since she has moved in, he is always seeking her body out in his sleep. "Or black. One of those."

He yawns and Amy moves onto her back, his arm now across her middle.

"Grey," she repeats as if it’s some foreign word on her tongue. "Mine is yellow."

"Yellow is too bright."

She laughs at that but then it dies down until she grows quiet. He can hear her frowning again. He may not be a big talker but that has only taught him to truly listen to everything around him and Amy just happens to be a very loud thinker.

Even when she is silent - which is a rarity - Tyson is still able to hear her.

"We're very different," she comments but he can hear an edge to her voice and he knows that this is one of those times that he really needs to talk to her because if he doesn't, she is going to start panicking and a seed of doubt will plant in her mind and Tyson has found that those seeds are too stubborn to remove once they've taken root.

"I like that about us," he says, moving his head from his pillow onto hers, his nose pressing to her cheek and his forehead resting in her pile of reddish-blonde curls.

She smells like the rain that is softly pattering outside. Fresh. Clean. Like springtime.

"You do?" She asks, turning her head to look at him, their noses now touching.

He nods. "I need a girl like you. Bright and happy and unable to ever shut up." She smacks his arm lightly and the corner of his mouth quirks up in a smile. He slowly blinks his eyes open and finds that she is staring directly into his and even in the darkness of his bedroom - correction, their bedroom - he can see the sea blueness of her orbs. "I need someone who isn't me. I need you."

That makes her smile and she kisses him. He can feel the smile bloom wider against his mouth and he doesn't know how he does it but somehow, he has figured out how to say things that put her at ease even if he thinks what he is saying isn't that great or prophetic.

He may not say something all of the time but when he does, it seems to be exactly what Amy needs to hear.

It’s a skill he’s glad he has.

"Anything else?" He prods though he isn't sure why.

He really wants to get to sleep since he has to get up in just a few hours for his usual five-mile run and then go to the gym for training. But he doesn't want to go to sleep until he knows that she's okay.

"Favorite movie?" Amy asks, her fingers tracing up and down on his forearm.

"Raging Bull."

She smiles. "Because of the boxing?"

"Because Robert DeNiro's the man."

She laughs this time and again, he feels his own lips being pulled upwards in a smile. Amy is one of two people who can actually make him smile - the other being his older brother.

"What's your favorite part on my body?" She asks but she is still laughing, joking with him, not expecting a response.

Tyson answers anyway. "Your skin."

"My skin? Really?" She asks, somewhat confused.

He nods. "It's the softest skin I've ever felt. I love it."

She's quiet after that. She gives him another kiss on the lips, a soft gentle one that silently tells him he can go to sleep now. He closes his eye, maneuvering his head until it is on her shoulder, his face pressed in the crook of her neck, and he feels her slip one arm around his shoulders while the other begins to slowly stoke her fingers through his hair.

He feels his entire body relax and he wonders how he ever got to sleep without Amy in bed with him.

And then, just as he is about to slip off to sleep for the second time that night, she speaks again.

"I need to go and buy some more moisturizer."

Alphabet Challenge

Good morning, everyone. My mind is kind of tired at the moment in the creativity department – I think it might be spring fever – but I wanted to try something a little different and hopefully, something that turns out to be a lot of fun to get my muse juices flowing.

I got this idea reading through some livejournals. This is how it works. First, you pick any letter in the alphabet and then you pick a pairing that you want to read about. For example – T is for Temptation, Brady/Ali (Something Pretty). It can be ANY topic for ANY letter using ANY couple I have created – both on Fictionpress and for those who read my stories on Fanfiction.

I think this could be a lot of fun and I want to give it a try. When people start making suggestions, I will post the letters that have been used so everyone knows which ones are still available. I will write more than one story for a couple if that couple gets requested more than once. Have fun with this!

UPDATE:
The following letters have been taken and I will think of short one-shot stories to write using the suggested topics:

A - Adjusting for Ben/Olivia More than Anyone
B - Birthday for Brett/Ella The Prettiest Thing
C - Children for Andrew/Carrie A Fairy Tale
D -
E - Enchanted for Harry/Anne More than Anyone
F - Family for Hawkin/Molly The Flower Girl
G
H - Housewarming for Reed/Cami Beyond the Grey Sky
I
J - Jealousy for Andrew/Carrie A Fairy Tale
K
L - Love for Preston/Jane Ghetto Gospel
M
N - Natural for Mark/Lexie Greys Anatomy
O - Obsession for Ben/Olivia More than Anyone
P - Passion for Tyson/Amy The Prize
Q - Quiet for Justin/Poppy A Pocketful of Poppies
R - Reeling for Brian/Rowan The Waverly Myth
S - Spinning for Brett/Ella The Prettiest Thing
T - Trouble for Matt/Lindsey Blood and Honey
U - Unbreakable for Ryan/Rachel Circle Park
V - Vacation for Trevor/Joy The Prettiest Thing
W - Wedding for Will/Lucy Everything Will Be Alright
X - X-Rated for Casey/Amelia Some Kind of Wonderful
Y - Youth for Patrick/Maddy The Lion and the Lamb
Z - Zoo for Tyson/Amy The Prize

More than Anyone - Chapter Thirteen

Good morning, everyone, and Happy Thursday. Chapter thirteen of More than Anyone is now posted on Fictionpress so please, check it out for me and let me know what you think. If you have read it before, I have extended the conversation with Toby and Sadie so a little bit more is known about Toby and the crush Olivia had on him. I hope everyone has had a fantastic week so far and hopefully, I will be able to finish chapter two of The Sweetest Thing for the weekend.

Ben & Olivia

Toby

More than Anyone - Chapter Twelve

Chapter twelve of More than Anyone is now posted on Fictionpress so please check it out for me and leave me your thoughts and opinions on it. Thank you very much in advance for doing that for me. I know I have not been updating like I used to but the weather is getting much nicer out - finally - and I find that my attention is difficult to maintain when I would much rather be outside instead of in front of a computer screen.

Also, I have so many different projects going on. I will update whatever I can whenever I can and what I do update, it will be based solely on my inspiration. I am working on chapters for both The Sweetest Thing and When Night is Almost Done as well as More than Anyone. I am also writing a Mark/Lexie story from Grey’s Anatomy over on Fanfiction.net so I am all over the place right now. I make no promises what I will update next. Just please. Be patient with me. Thank you.

Olivia

More than Anyone - Chapter Eleven

For some reason, I woke up at 3:30 this morning and was unable to get back to sleep. So instead of staring hopelessly at the clock, I decided to write and chapter eleven of More than Anyone is now posted on Fictionpress. I added a tiny little scene with Harry and Anne and also, I have Ben meeting Maria Grange at the end - just very small additions but I love Harry and Anne so I love writing them and I also wanted Ben to meet Olivia’s mother for a later scene I have planned. Thank you in advance for reading and reviewing. I am so happy with just how loved this story is.

Harry

Anne

More than Anyone - Chapter Ten

Good morning, everyone. I have just posted chapter ten of More than Anyone on Fictionpress to those who are following this story. I know I have a lot of them floating around right now but as you all know, I write when/what I am inspired so hopefully, no story will go updated for too long. This is completely random and I think it might be because it is 6:20 in the morning for me but has anyone seen Adventures in Babysitting, this amazing movie from the 80s? Anyway, I was watching it this weekend and the little girl, Sara, completely reminded me of Lily from Soldier Boy, back-pack and all! Yeah... like I said. Completely random. I hope everyone has an excellent day!

The Sweetest Thing - Chapter One

There were many requests for this so I posted the first chapter of The Sweetest Thing, formerly With Me, on Fictionpress. Ella, Trevor, Brett and Joy are four of my favorite characters that I have ever created so I am happy to post their sequel to The Prettiest Thing. I also promise that I am working on both More than Anyone AND When Night is Almost Done so do not worry if you are waiting for those updates. Life is crazy at the moment and I am also writing fanfiction as well so please... just be patient with me. Thank you and Happy Monday, everyone!

Ella

Brett

Trevor

Joy

More than Anyone - Chapter Nine

Chapter nine of More than Anyone is now posted on Fictionpress so thank you in advance for reading and reviewing it for me. This chapter, “Heather on the Hill”, is probably one of my favorite chapters that I have ever written so I am excited to be posting it again. Thank you and a very Happy Friday to everyone.

More than Anyone - Chapter Eight

I hope everyone had a marvelous weekend. I knew this was going to happen but with so many stories going on at the moment, I am starting to feel a little burned out. I am going to be slowing down so no more daily updates. But I did update chapter eight of More than Anyone now posted on Fictionpress so check it out and let me know what you think if you want. And also, a massive thank you must go out to Lauren for making the gorgeous art work of Ben and Olivia. Thank you so much, Lauren!

HAPPY EASTER to everyone who celebrates

Thank You

The SKOW awards for Fictionpress have announced their winners and I won Best Kiss for Ghetto Gospel and Best Universe for The Flower Girl. I am beyond flattered about this and I cannot thank everyone enough who took the time to nominate and vote for me. I know these awards really do not mean anything but I am truly honored by this. I am so happy that I get to do something I love so much and that you all love and enjoy my writing. Thank you so, so much.

More than Anyone - Chapter Seven

I was finally able to work on the update and chapter seven of More than Anyone is now posted on Fictionpress. This is one of my personal favorite chapters and I hope everyone else enjoys it as well. Please check it out and let me know what you think. Thank you very much.

You Found Me

At the moment, all of my concentration is being focused on More than Anyone and When Night is Almost Done but that does not mean that my mind is not churning with more ideas for future possible stories.

Austin Gallagher from A Pocketful of Poppies became a fan favorite and I must admit that I fell in love with him as well as I created and developed his character. I was not sure if I wanted to write a story for him but... I think I just might. The plot may sound cliched but I promise, it will steer away from that. Most of my stories start with a cliched idea but I usually stem off of it and I hope I can do so with Austin and his story as well.

Rating: M

Timeline: Five years after the end of “A Pocketful of Poppies”

You Found Me
by Templeton21

Their arrangement is simple enough. Friends. Roommates. Bed buddies. No strings attached and no falling for one another. They had shaken hands and agreed to the terms. But now Austin and Delia will learn that even the best laid plans can go awry.

..XX..

Chapter One – I Can Feel a Hot One

The air-conditioner was broken again and the apartment was rising to a nearly unbearable degree as they slept, naked and on top of the covers. His arm was thrown heavily across her stomach and her legs were tangled with his.

It was a restless night for both of them.

Austin Gallagher kept tossing and turning and anytime she heard a noise through the open bedroom windows, Delia Bateman would open her eyes, tensing for a moment before her tired mind realized that it was just a dog barking or a car driving by with its stereo turned up too loudly. Austin had placed two small fans on the nightstands on either side of the bed and situated them so the air could blow on their bodies all night but so far, that was offering little comfort and a sheen layer of sweat still covered them both.

Summers in the city were always miserable. The relentless sun beat down on the high-rises and the black asphalt with little comfort or shade offered to the thousands of people piled on top of one another.

Austin hated the summer. The only good part about it in his opinion was that Delia always slept naked and usually in his bed - nothing out of the ordinary but usually, they were both too uncomfortable for sex and just slept together. Actually slept.

There was something comforting to Austin about that.

Those are just the first couple of paragraphs and I am trying something with the first chapter that I have never done before. It may work out. It may not. But I do not want to say what I am trying until the first chapter is complete. And of course, Justin and Poppy will be in the story as well since Austin and Justin are best friends. Would anyone be interested in reading a story about Austin? Let me know.

Austin

Delia

More than Anyone - Chapter Six

I hope everyone had a good weekend. My sister was in town and we always have a blast together. I was able to work on chapter six of More than Anyone, which is now posted on Fictionpress. I added a scene with Ben and Rose Kirkland, the widow of Evan from Better Together. I wanted to add her character to the rewrite because she and Ben had a special little relationship in that story that I wanted to carry on into this one. Please read and review it for me and thank you ahead of time for doing so.

More than Anyone - Chapter Five

Chapter five of More than Anyone is now posted on Fictionpress so please read and review it for me. It is a heavy Olivia chapter and there is also a new added scene with Olivia and Anne featured at the end of the chapter. I always wanted to show more of Anne in the story as well as how she deals with Harry and his close friendships with Toby and Olivia. Please read and let me know what you think. Thank you very much in advance.

When Night is Almost Done - Chap. Seven

I have been kicking ass with updates this week and I am thankful to everyone for taking the time to read everything and leave me reviews. Chapter seven of When Night is Almost Done is now posted on Fictionpress so please, as always, check it out for me. I hope it was worth the wait. Happy almost Friday, everyone.

More than Anyone - Chapter Four

I know I have been updating this story like mad but I just adore Ben and Olivia and I am eager to tell their story. The fourth chapter of More than Anyone is now posted and ready to be read on Fictionpress. Please review it for me. To those who had read the original, there is an added scene between Olivia and Toby, which is one of the changes I wanted to make to the rewrite. I wanted to add more scenes with Olivia and her friends, especially Toby.

Also, to those who are interested, I promise that I am working on chapter seven of When Night is Almost Done. I have not forgotten about it so please do not think that I have. In the meantime, please check out the update of More than Anyone for me. Thank you very much.

More than Anyone - Chapter Three

I am slowly changing some things around and adding new scenes that were not in the original - such as the one of Harry, Anne and Toby at the beginning of chapter three of More than Anyone, now posted on Fictionpress. Please read it and as per usual, let me know what you think of it if you want. Thank you.

Harry

Anne

Toby

More than Anyone - Chapter Two

Chapter two of More than Anyone is posted on Fictionpress and I just want to say thank you a thousand times for the warm response the first chapter received. I was honestly blown away by the reviews and comments left for me. I hope the second chapter is as well-liked. Also, thank you very much to Caryn for the beautiful picture of Ben Norfolk below. I hate to sound like such a fangirl, and forgive me, but good God, I love Henry Cavill. Okay. That is out of my system now. As always, thank you for reading and reviewing.

More than Anyone - Chapter One

The newly edited chapter one of More than Anyone is now posted on Fictionpress so please check it out for me if you are curious and as always, leave me your thoughts and opinions. I absolutely adore Ben Norfolk and Olivia Grange and I am eager in telling their story again with some new and, hopefully improved, additions.

A Pocketful of Poppies - Part Twenty

A part of me actually didn't want to finish this chapter because that meant that this story was going to end. But all stories must end and this one is no exception. The last chapter of A Pocketful of Poppies is now ready to be read and reviewed on Fictionpress so check it out if you have been following this story and are interested in seeing how it ends. I actually love the way this chapter turned out so read it for me and let me know what you think of it. I loved writing about Justin and Poppy again and I am actually thinking about giving Austin his own story but we shall see. Thank you very much for all the encouragement this story got. It means the world to me.

RANDOM UPDATE: I found these pictures and absolutely loved them so I wanted to post them.

Gretchen

Nate

Better Together - Chapter Seven

The seventh and final chapter of Better Together is now posted on Fictionpress so check it out if you are curious. With the close of this story, make room for Ben and Olivia and More than Anyone. I am very excited to be visiting this couple again and I hope everyone is looking forward to reading their slightly edited story with some new chapters added in. Also, I promise I am working on the last chapter of A Pocketful of Poppies and will hopefully have that posted within the next few days. I, as always, will keep you all informed. Thank you!

Olivia

Ben

Better Together - Chapter Six

Chapter six of Better Together is posted on Fictionpress so check it out if you are curious. There is one more chapter remaining and then, I will start on More than Anyone. I am already having so many ideas for the retelling of Ben and Olivia’s story and I am getting so excited for it. I hope everyone is having a spectacular Saturday so far.

Violet

A Pocketful of Poppies - Part Nineteen

Sorry for the lack of updates this week. I have been reading a few books that had been sitting on my nightstand for too long. I finally sat down and worked on part nineteen of A Pocketful of Poppies though, which is now posted on Fictionpress. Please read it and let me know what you think. There is just one more chapter to go and I hope to have it finished by this weekend. I hope everyone has had a good week and I am glad everyone has enjoyed the songs I have been posting for this story. There are hundreds of Justin/Poppy songs so also, a thank you to everyone for their suggestions. And before I forget, I know people have been asking. In regards to art, my inspiration for Justin and Poppy is model/actor Trent Ford and model/actress Margarita Levieva. Thank you!

Poppy and Justin Songs #2 & #3

As I mentioned last week, I want to post songs for Poppy and Justin that have inspired me as I write A Pocketful of Poppies. Each of these songs makes me think of the couple as I write the newest updates and below are two more songs that I am currently listening to as I work on part nineteen.

First is Amphetamine by Everclear. In the first chapter, Poppy mentions that her favorite band is Everclear and it is because of this particular song - that reminds me so much of her - that I chose that band as her favorite. (That and it is one of my favorites as well).

The second song posted is Sway by The Perishers. Hopefully, when you listen to this song, you can understand why this particular song was chosen. This is the ultimate Poppy and Justin song in my opinion. Give each song a listen and let me know what you think of these. Thank you very much in advance for your interest and your support.

When Night is Almost Done - Chap. Six

I have no idea what was wrong with me but inspiration left me for a couple of days. Hopefully, my creative juices will start flowing more freely now. I was able to complete chapter six of When Night is Almost Done so please read it and let me know how it was. It took me more than a week to finish it - an extreme rarity for me - and I am a bit nervous of the final product. Also, a massive thanks to Mirjam is in order for the amazing banner she made, which I posted below. I hope everyone has had a magnificent weekend so far and as always, thank you for taking the time to read and review.

Poppy and Justin Song #1

I am not sure how many people read these random posts when they are not making an update announcement but I was writing and had my i-tunes on shuffle. It seemed as if one song after another could fit for Justin and Poppy from A Pocketful of Poppies and I wanted to start posting some of them so everyone could listen to them and perhaps get in the mood for the story when they read it.

Below, is Street Lights by Kanye West and I picture it as definitely being a Justin song. Give it a listen to below and let me know what you think. I hope to have an update soon of either this story or When Night is Almost Done so be on the look out for either of those. Thank you.

Everything Will Be Alright

So... I was a little bored today, I admit, and though I did write a little, I mostly surfed the internet when I should have been doing other things. Below, you will find pictures of the main characters of Everything Will Be Alright - one of the stories that will receive a rewrite on Fictionpress. This is completely random, I know, but it was just something that I wanted to do.

Will Kelly

Lucy Banks

Juliet Harvey

Clarabelle Davis

Peter Fincher

Sam Wade