Monday, October 24, 2011

Teaser WttCH chapter 3 May

“Very nice. I must say, you seem to have my successor making faces I’ve never seen before,” Mr. Hale said with a deep laugh as we swayed on the dance floor.

“Sir?” I questioned.

“Please, call me Alex, Isabella.”


He grinned down at me. “That is sure to get his blood boiling.”

“I’m afraid I’m a bit lost,” I admitted.

“You, dear girl, have the next in line of my company completely smitten with you. I’ve never seen him act this way with a woman before. Just look at his face!” he exclaimed jovially.

I turned to find Edward glaring at us as we spun around the dance floor. He wasn’t just glaring though, he was… sulking.

“I know that you must have seen his other side by now. He is very angry that another man is touching what is ‘his’, even though it’s a sixty five year old man, but beneath that he’s sad that it isn’t him. He can’t stand to be away from you, that much is obvious,” he explained.

I looked back at Edward, his hand moved up to rub his face. He was clearly agitated and torn.

“Shall we really get him riled up? Enough so that he will come and take you from me?” Alex questioned.

I laughed. “You’re terrible! And yes.”

We put operation ‘make him take Isabella away’ in play and were soon a bit closer then we had been. A tango came on over the speakers and we were off.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Welcome to the Cameo Hotel Banner and Teaser

Hotel supervisor, Isabella, is having a hard time with Cameo Hotel’s newest guest, VP Edward Cullen. He’s an ass and complains about everything! What is it that Mr. Cullen really wants?

It all started on a Wednesday night when I was on duty one night after a grueling mid-term exam. I had been in a shitty mood and when I got to work was reamed out by angry customer after angry customer thanks to one of the maids, Jessica, completely skipping one of her floors. I was to the point of throwing up my hands and saying ‘fuck it’ when he walked in.

You know when in a movie time slows down when the gorgeous stranger walks in, the wind blowing around them, the ballad playing in the background. Hair flying, oozing sex, and making my panties wet. Yeah, it was one of those moments.

“Can’t this hotel do anything right?” he questioned as he removed his cuff links, the sounds of the maintenance man, Sam, clinking away in the bathroom.

“Once again, I apologize…” I began, but was cut off.

“Enough with your damn apologies, two fucking weeks of them and they don’t fix a fucking thing,” he sneered. “Fucking incompetent idiots.”

“Please, sir, your language is inappropriate. I am trying to rectify the situation.”

“There shouldn’t be a situation,” he nearly shouted, glaring at me as he pulled the tie from around his neck.

“Why are you such an asshole?” I asked, staring up at him.

“Because I can be… because I have to be,” he answered honestly.

“What did I do to you?”

“I like you,” he answered, and I could see the truth in his eyes. My crying stopped momentarily “I’ve gone about it in a very juvenile way, I admit.”

“How so?”

“Don’t little boys pick on the girl they like?”

“You’re an adult, you know. If you like someone you don’t beat them down and make them feel inferior. It’s called wooing. I have a dictionary, you can look it up.”

His eyes darkened as he gazed down at me. His hand reached up and tugged at his hair.

“Fuck,” he growled, his hands braced on the wall before me, his torso and hips rocking as he reigned something in.

“Please,” I whispered, my hand slapping over my mouth almost immediately.

“You don’t know how much I want you,” he whispered, his hands clenched in fists against the wall.

I leaned forward and nuzzled his cock through his suit pants, running my nose and lips from the base to the tip of the very large cock that lay beneath.

“No, but your friend here wants to tell me.”

My gaze lifted to his and I held his eyes as I closed my mouth around the head of his clothed cock. He drew in a sharp breath.

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Back to work!

Starting to get back into writing after the wedding. Having a bit of a hard time as while I was away working on wedding stuff I turned my brain off of channel Breach and plot bunnies ran wild and I have a new story (short story that will be posted once completed) and a Breach prequel one shot I am working on.

I also need to wrap up Hate What You Do To Me and the second epilogue of 29 Dimensions. And the next chapter of WBA.

To add on to it all, I’ve been sick all week and still am.

Really, really, really need to get back onto channel Breach, but am having such a hard time with all these dang bunnies!!!

There are way too many open docs on my computer right now!

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Teaser chapter 20

We spent all of Saturday and Sunday in my bed watching a myriad of movies Edward had picked up. I swear he bought fifty movies to keep me occupied. He also brought over a deck of cards, a couple of board games, and a wii with about twenty games. He insisted the wii was to help with therapy. I didn’t buy his reasoning, but was happy to have something fun to do while bed ridden.

Alice stopped by on Saturday to drop off some homemade enchiladas and played a game of scrabble with us. I lost focus about halfway and ending up napping through the remainder. Alice won, though Edward was not fully convinced she played fair.

She also did not play fair during a game of Mario Cart, as I was awoken by name calling and elbow jabbing. She did make really good enchiladas though.