The pungent smell of sage whirled around me as I knelt before council elders. I said a silent prayer for protection and blessings, that my feet be measured with speed of my wolf guardian. That my elders be with me, that my great-grandfather, who I truly knew still walked with me, guide me.
The fire.
Eyes.
The beat of the drum...the beat of my heart.
Woven patterns of my spirit wolf covered my shoulders as clasped my hands, preparing for the markings, and sliding it to the ground.
Dip.
Tap, tap.
It stung a little, but I was proud to wear the markings, to add the warrior etchings on my shoulder and arm.
The first one I received was just after I'd begun phasing, along with the intricate tattoo the pack all now wore.
Great Spirit be with me.
Dip.
Tap, tap, tap.
The fire burned brighter behind me, as I rose to my feet circling the drum. All the while the drums measured my steps.
Facing towards the east - always the east - I took the feather and sage in my fingers, rolling it in the flame, allowing the wind to waft smoke away, thanking the spirits for new life. New hope. New direction.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
TEASER - Honey
Lord Jesus, help me.
“Miss Ness,” Jacob began, his voice dripping with humor. She tilted her head slightly toward him, raising her eyebrows. “Do you like… uh, you been dippin’ in the honey?” His smile broke into a full grin as his eyes dropped to her mouth.
“…er, what?” She smiled, fully amused; had she missed the punch line?
“You have a little…” He said slowly rising his hand to cup her face. She felt her heart banging in her chest at the wonderfully, tender feel of his palm against her jaw. The rise and fall of her chest was not lost on him, and he paused briefly to ensure he wasn’t overstepping by touching her.
He slowly dragged his thumb across the corner of her mouth, where a stream of wayward golden honey had dripped, just a half inch from her lips. Ness had to suppress the moan that bubbled up within her, and without even thinking, she parted her lips and turned her head in one swift motion, capturing his thumb in her mouth.
Jacob’s mind was lost, all senses were eradicated, all sucked into the small place in the universe where his finger was in the warm wetness of her mouth, where she sucked and licked softly.
It was like heaven on earth.
AH/AU J/N O/S....COMING SOON
“Miss Ness,” Jacob began, his voice dripping with humor. She tilted her head slightly toward him, raising her eyebrows. “Do you like… uh, you been dippin’ in the honey?” His smile broke into a full grin as his eyes dropped to her mouth.
“…er, what?” She smiled, fully amused; had she missed the punch line?
“You have a little…” He said slowly rising his hand to cup her face. She felt her heart banging in her chest at the wonderfully, tender feel of his palm against her jaw. The rise and fall of her chest was not lost on him, and he paused briefly to ensure he wasn’t overstepping by touching her.
He slowly dragged his thumb across the corner of her mouth, where a stream of wayward golden honey had dripped, just a half inch from her lips. Ness had to suppress the moan that bubbled up within her, and without even thinking, she parted her lips and turned her head in one swift motion, capturing his thumb in her mouth.
Jacob’s mind was lost, all senses were eradicated, all sucked into the small place in the universe where his finger was in the warm wetness of her mouth, where she sucked and licked softly.
It was like heaven on earth.
AH/AU J/N O/S....COMING SOON
Drabble - Prompt: 16 – Redemption - Of War and Roses
Title: Of War and Roses
Prompt: 16 – Redemption
Character/Pairing: Paul
Rating: R
Summary: Sure and strong, he was their salvation. One for the lives of many.
Of War and Roses
He would never admit that he really wanted to kill them.
...but he did. With every fiber in his being, he did.
And, as they begged him for mercy, pleading like the sickening slugs of human they were, he turned a deaf ear.
He ignored their cries for redemption.
They had had no mercy, and thus, there would be no mercy for them today.
Only the swift sword of justice- whet with intricate care for his purpose- would be heard, as Paul’s blade sliced through skin and bone and sinew.
He was their judge, jury and prosecutor.
A warrior.
Prompt: 16 – Redemption
Character/Pairing: Paul
Rating: R
Summary: Sure and strong, he was their salvation. One for the lives of many.
Of War and Roses
He would never admit that he really wanted to kill them.
...but he did. With every fiber in his being, he did.
And, as they begged him for mercy, pleading like the sickening slugs of human they were, he turned a deaf ear.
He ignored their cries for redemption.
They had had no mercy, and thus, there would be no mercy for them today.
Only the swift sword of justice- whet with intricate care for his purpose- would be heard, as Paul’s blade sliced through skin and bone and sinew.
He was their judge, jury and prosecutor.
A warrior.
TMIM:BJ - Chapter 5 - Fire and Water
My mouth on hers, I slowly released her onto her feet, steadying her. She playfully looked behind me, I imagined trying to make sure no one had caught us, though, I didn’t really give a shit if they did anyway. Readjusting her top to cover her breasts, she grinned up at me mischievously raising an eyebrow, and wiggling her wet fingertips in front of me. Oh, guess I couldn’t keep those.
Reluctantly, I reached into the front pocket of my board shorts and handed her bikini bottoms to her waiting palm. She smiled contently.
“What am I gonna do with you Jacob Black?”
“I dunno, but we can start with more of that,” I said grinning, “that was so…”
“Hot? Yeah,” she said, beginning to wade back toward the beach, “I can never get enough of that.”
"Trust me, " I replied swimming behind her, "I'd love to try until we find out." READ MORE
Reluctantly, I reached into the front pocket of my board shorts and handed her bikini bottoms to her waiting palm. She smiled contently.
“What am I gonna do with you Jacob Black?”
“I dunno, but we can start with more of that,” I said grinning, “that was so…”
“Hot? Yeah,” she said, beginning to wade back toward the beach, “I can never get enough of that.”
"Trust me, " I replied swimming behind her, "I'd love to try until we find out." READ MORE
Monday, November 16, 2009
Drabble Prompt 14 - Leaving it All Behind
Title: Leaving it All Behind
Prompt: 14 – Night Rider/Dark
Character/Pairing: Jacob/Leah
Rating: PG
Summary: She needed to escape. He was there to take her on a ride.
Pack 100
Leaving it all Behind
All Leah could think of was going home. That’s when she saw him.
The leader of the Night Riders biking club. She’d heard of him, but never seen him in person.
“Hi there,” the words rolled off Jacob’s lips in a sensual rhythm she knew was meant for the sole purpose of disrobement.
His eyes never left her for the 47 minutes the group dined at Charlie’s.
Her shift was ending and, by the time she re-entered the dining room, he was gone.
She bolted out the door, searching for him. “Wait!” His head snapped to attention with a knowing smile as she hopped on the back of his Harley.
Prompt: 14 – Night Rider/Dark
Character/Pairing: Jacob/Leah
Rating: PG
Summary: She needed to escape. He was there to take her on a ride.
Pack 100
Leaving it all Behind
All Leah could think of was going home. That’s when she saw him.
The leader of the Night Riders biking club. She’d heard of him, but never seen him in person.
“Hi there,” the words rolled off Jacob’s lips in a sensual rhythm she knew was meant for the sole purpose of disrobement.
His eyes never left her for the 47 minutes the group dined at Charlie’s.
Her shift was ending and, by the time she re-entered the dining room, he was gone.
She bolted out the door, searching for him. “Wait!” His head snapped to attention with a knowing smile as she hopped on the back of his Harley.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Drabble - The Secretarial Talents of Miss Swan
Title: The Secretarial Talents of Miss Swan
Prompt: 13 – Music Mania, Sing
Character/Pairing: Jacob/Bella
Rating: R
Notes/Warnings: None.
Black 100
The Secretarial Talents of Miss Swan
“No, Miss Swan. That won’t do,” Jacob said, sweeping his hand dismissively.
“Yes…sir.”
“What do you suppose we do about that?” His already deep brown eyes darkening.
“I…I suppose I…I,” she stammered, walking to the corner of the study, pulling a leather-bound book to reveal what she was sure Mr. Black would suggest.
“Ah,” Jacob continued, “you do have a brain in that pretty little head of yours.” Bella quickly locked her small wrists together above head, with her back to him.
As the smarting slaps began against her bare bottom, tingeing them pink, Jacob began, “I’ve been a bad, bad girl…Miss Swan, sing with me…cause, I’m feeling like a criminal.”
Prompt: 13 – Music Mania, Sing
Character/Pairing: Jacob/Bella
Rating: R
Notes/Warnings: None.
Black 100
The Secretarial Talents of Miss Swan
“No, Miss Swan. That won’t do,” Jacob said, sweeping his hand dismissively.
“Yes…sir.”
“What do you suppose we do about that?” His already deep brown eyes darkening.
“I…I suppose I…I,” she stammered, walking to the corner of the study, pulling a leather-bound book to reveal what she was sure Mr. Black would suggest.
“Ah,” Jacob continued, “you do have a brain in that pretty little head of yours.” Bella quickly locked her small wrists together above head, with her back to him.
As the smarting slaps began against her bare bottom, tingeing them pink, Jacob began, “I’ve been a bad, bad girl…Miss Swan, sing with me…cause, I’m feeling like a criminal.”
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Black 100 Drabble - 11.02.09
Title: Blackest Day
Prompt: Touch, Hug, Kiss
Character/Pairing: Claire/Quil
Rating: PG
Notes/Warnings: None.
Black 100/ Black Pack
Blackest Day
She’d always wondered why black was the socially-accepted color of choice to wear to these things. Though, the moment she zipped her chic, but appropriate sheath, she knew. Black was the only color that suited her mood.
Later, as Claire sat aside his mother and sister in back of the large limo crawling its way to the church, her heart ached for him.
She took hold of Jacob’s hand and he lead her to what she’d been dreading for the past week, finally peering into Quil’s restful face. Through tears, she beseeched God to let her kiss, hug, touch his lively body just once more.
Prompt: Touch, Hug, Kiss
Character/Pairing: Claire/Quil
Rating: PG
Notes/Warnings: None.
Black 100/ Black Pack
Blackest Day
She’d always wondered why black was the socially-accepted color of choice to wear to these things. Though, the moment she zipped her chic, but appropriate sheath, she knew. Black was the only color that suited her mood.
Later, as Claire sat aside his mother and sister in back of the large limo crawling its way to the church, her heart ached for him.
She took hold of Jacob’s hand and he lead her to what she’d been dreading for the past week, finally peering into Quil’s restful face. Through tears, she beseeched God to let her kiss, hug, touch his lively body just once more.
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