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Author has written 13 stories for Supernatural, Fantasy, Life, Family, Politics, and Love.
I am a member of the fanfiction groups on The Twilight Saga.com, Rob Pattinson Lovers, Story-Corner, Twiland, Supe Space, Free Writers and Readers, Live Journal, Blogger, Fan-fiction.net, and a few others. I have read the Sookie Stackhouse Novels, The twilight saga, The Highlander
books by Hannah Howell, the Host, the harry potter series, The EarthsChildren Series, The blue bloods books, the vampire academy, the night word, the house of night, and I'm an avid reader of fanfictions!! I
have written a few fanfics including, Forever Moon (Not really a fanfic, just something i wrote), Dragon Soul (inspired by Eragon), Final Sunset (Just something i'm writing), JPOV New Moon (Inspired by New Moon
of course!!), Mrs. Dawn Mason-Cullen (Inspired by twilight and a fanfic called Cullens Go to Hogwarts), and Wolves (Inspired by new moon, but has nothing to do with Twilight)
I made myself a snowball, as perfect as could be
I have been diagnosed
Girl: Do i ever cross your mind
Girl: Do you like me?
Boy: Not really
Girl: Do you want me?
Girl: Would you cry if I left?
Girl: Would you live for me?
Girl: Would you do anything for me?
Girl:Choose me or your life
Boy: my life
The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says...
The reason you never cross my mind is because you're always on my mind.
The reason why I don't like you is because I love you.
The reason I don't want you is because I need you.
The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left.
The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you.
The reason why I'm not willing to do anything for you is because I would do everything for you.
The reason I chose my life is because you ARE my life.
Girl: Slow down, I'm scared.
Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No it's not.
Please it's too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine I love you.
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
Girl : hugs him
Guy: Can you take my helmet off and put it on yourself? It's bugging me.
Girl: Alright, now slow down
Guy: I love you babe.
(in the paper the next day):
A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of brake failure. Two
people were on it, but only 1 had survived.
The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his
brakes broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had
her say she loved him and felt her hug one last time, then he had her
wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he
ONE FOR THE GIRLS!
Man: Where have you been all my life?
Man: Haven't I seen you someplace before?
Man: Is this seat empty?
Man: Your place or mine?
Man: So, what do you do for a living?
Man: Hey baby, what's your sign?
Man: How do you like your eggs in the morning?
Man: Your body is like a temple.
Man: I would go to the end of the world for you.
Man : If I could see you naked, I'd die happy.
1) Being gay is not natural. Real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, liposuction and air conditioning.
If you support gay marriage and want to show it, paste this into your profile.
Regular lions say ROAARR.
Angry lions say BLARGAROARIMMAEATYOU
Sad lions say roooaaar.
Mountain lions say: OMGEDWARDCULLENRUN!
My Mother Taught Me
1. My mother taught me RELIGION.
"You better pray that will come out of the carpet."
2. My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL.
"If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of
3. My mother taught me LOGIC.
"Because I said so, that's why."
4. My mother taught me MORE LOGIC.
"If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the
5. My mother taught me FORESIGHT.
"Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."
6. My mother taught me IRONY.
"Keep crying and I'll give you something to cry about."
7. My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS.
"Shut your mouth and eat your supper."
8. My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM.
"Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck?"
9. My mother taught me about STAMINA.
"You'll sit there until all that spinach is gone."
10. My mother taught me about WEATHER.
"This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it."
11. My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY.
"If I told you once, I've told you a million times. Don't exaggerate!"
12. My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE.
"I brought you into this world, and I can take you out."
13. My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION.
"Stop acting like your father!"
14. My mother taught me about ENVY.
"There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't
15. My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION.
"Just wait until we get home."
16. My mother taught me about RECEIVING.
"You are going to get it when you get home!"
17. My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE.
"If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to freeze that
18. My mother taught me ESP.
"Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold?"
19. My mother taught me HUMOR.
"When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."
20. My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT.
"If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."
21. My mother taught me GENETICS.
"You're just like your father."
22. My mother taught me about my ROOTS.
"Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a barn?"
23. My mother taught me WISDOM.
"When you get to be my age, you'll understand."
24. My mother taught me SHAPE-SHIFTING.
"You'll turn into a sausage if you eat any more.
25. My mother taught me CONSEQUENCES.
"If you don't tidy your room, there'll be hell to pay."
26. My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE.
This is the story I made to go with my screen name. It goes with a much shorter companion from a friend of mine here in Mississippi. I think it is quite creative. Enjoy.
Dawn Mason-Cullen Was born in what is now present day London in the early 1200's. She was the oldest daughter to a man named Lief. Lief was a noble of the purest bloodline, and he never let anyone forget it. Dawn had a very pampered life, you could say she was spoiled beyond belief, but money doesn't make happiness. She was overshadowed by her fathers prestegious reputation and noble title. She spent her entire life trying to be her own person, trying to step out of her father's shadow. At the age of 18 Dawn was one most wealthy persons in the world. Second only to her father.
Everyone in the world new her name. She was untouchable to the rest of society, never courted by boux because of their fear of her father. She was alone with her Trillions of dollars and her father. When her father died halfway into her 18th year, Dawn was devistated. Yet, at the same time she felt an odd sence of relief. With noone to govern her any longer she felt free. She didn't have to worry about living up to her father's reputation.
After a week of properly mourning her father as society demanded, she put him out of her mind. The only thing she had left of her father was their imaculate house and the almost obscene amount of money her father had left her. With her father gone, she was no longer a pariah to the young boux, but Dawn found she had little interest in settling down to be governed my a man she didn't love or respect and who only wanted her money. Her lack of responce to any of the males just made her more and more popular in society. She became one of the most desired young women in the country within weeks of her fathers death.
She was coming home late one night from a benefit she was hosting for a local orphanage when she met a strange man in the street. He looked perfectly normal but for the fact that he was sitting in the cobblestone street in an expensive suit for apparently no reason. Dawn Stopped before him and asked him if he needed assistance. He explained to her that he had recently moved to her country from quite far away and had lost all of his money in stocks. She felt for the mans dreadful situation and offered him a place to sleep for the night. He agreed reluctantly and followed her home. After two days with the stranger, Dawn began to notice things about the stranger. He was rarely seen after dawn had risen and he was always out through the night.
She was too polite to ask him outright about the odd behavior, but she could tell he noticed her curiosity. One night he asked her why she never expressed her curiosity. She replied "I figure, sir, if you wished me to know then you would tell me, though I must admit I am quite taken with the mystery of it all. Life seems to be a bit monotonous as of late." The stranger seemed to look her over for a moment. Dawn never knew what he saw that made his mind up that night, but she figured he must have liked whatever it was.
The stranger smiled thoughtfully before asking Dawn if she was willing to see a life that was less tedious. She warily agreed but was unsure of how that was possible. The stranger then explained to her his strange habbits. Staying out at night and staing locked away during the day. How he rarely ever ate food and so many other things Dawn had noticed. Then he gave her a word for what he was. Nosferatu, vampire. He offered Dawn eternity. And she readily accepted. She knew the consequences of her choice. Forever outside of time and seperate from humanity. She would roam the Earth until she decided she was done with life.
Within three days Dawn had gone through the transformation into an immortal. She saved all of her endless amounts of money, sold her house and moved far away from the home she once knew. She could never be seen there. Not for some time. Humans had a long memory. She roamed the earth for nearly 800 years. She saw Iceland and Japan. She Saw America before Christopher Columbus was even born. She experienced the whole world and she loved every second of it. She came back to that new budding country. America they had named it. She was going to settle down and enjoy watching this new civilization unfold. She watched as they made settlements and cities and towns. She watched as they stole the land from natives and made it their own. She sat back and laughed through the wars and the struggle for independence. She was a spectator and the world was a neverending source of entertainment.
One day she came across another of her kind. Sure she had seen others, thousands of others, but none had caught her attention like this one girl. She saw something in her. Something she hadn't seen in almost 600 years. She saw that same restless spirit. She saw what that vampire in London must have seen. She saw that need. The need to live life to it's fullest. The need to take life into your own hands and mold it into what YOU want it to be. That young vampire girl was named Eudora. They became fast friends. Dawn decided the young girl needed to see the world, and Dawn had the endless funds and the rest of eternety to show it to her. But that is another story, for now we will end with the sisterhood of Dawn and Eudora Mason-Cullen.
This is the companion, written by my friend Eudora Linden, now Mason-Cullen...
Eudora Linden was born in Chicago, Illinois in 1900. She was born a banker's daughter. She knew of balls and gowns and suitors and servants. In 1915, her father inherited a cotton plantation complete with crops, machines and slaves near Jackson, MS. There is a vast difference between Chicago and some podunk stop on the side of the highway. She had to go from 'big city girl' to 'small town woman' very quickly. Obediently she left her friends and beaus behind to follow her father to his fortune.
Years passed and she was able to steadily make her way back towards a city (Jackson) much to her father's great disapproval. She turned nineteen in 1919 and was openly fighting the Prohibition on one cold night in late November. After a heavy night of boozing with her friends, she decided that a midnight sojourn to her in-town apartment would be necessary. She grabbed her fur wrap and stepped out into the streets. A cold breeze caressed her chin with a sweet fragrance that she was incapable of describing. Feeling indescribably suspicious, she immediately sobered up.
After three full days of shock of pain and suffering, she crawled out of a sewer. A sewer is no place a woman should be! She crawled her way out and came abruptly face-to-face with her own likeness on a poster. "Missing" the poster said... And that's when the thirst hit her.
After several years of being a starved and lonely vampire, she met Dawn Mason-Cullen and worshiped the very ground she walked on. Dawn was the most empowered woman she had ever met. Together, they roamed the world and remained sisters forever.
I hope you enjoyed a little glimpse into the crazyness that is my imagination. Go forth and write!
This is a special lemon for my very BEST readers from my story Wolves. This is a gift for those of you who actually READ THE STINKIN A/N!! WARNING, MATURE CONTENT!! SEXUALLY EXPLICIT BEHAVIOR IS PORTRAYED IN THE FOLLOWING EXCERPT!!
Damon bent me over the table and thrust into my slick heat. As we fell into a comfortable rhythm, he slid his hands up my arms to hold my wrists to the table and leaned his body close over mine to kiss my neck and throat.
I was breathing hard and with every thrust of his powerful cock inside me, I could feel him plant a kiss on my heated skin. As his thrusts came faster and harder, he began to whisper words in my ear of all the things he planned to do to me. Sweat plastered his blond hair to the side of my face and I couldn’t get his addictive scent out of my head.
Damon released one of my hands and slid his hand down to my folds to gently rub little circles around my sensitive bud. As he worked me, he slowed his thrusts to match the new tempo and I could feel the steady build of pressure deep inside grow. I couldn’t help but moan his name in ecstasy. He chuckled and renewed his efforts, working my body like a pro.
Soon, I was so immersed in the pleasure that I couldn’t tell where my body ended and his began. In my haze of lust, I had not realized that I had slipped into his mind. We were both at a point where there was no thought, only the pure pleasure that was sending little tingles to my most private of places.
As my climax grew nearer, I began to buck against Damon’s hand, but he stopped his motions and slid his hand up to grip my shoulder. Leaning back, he put more force behind his thrusts. The new position allowed him to hit a sensitive spot, deep inside me that had my end building faster by the second.
I wasn’t ready for it to be over, but there was no stopping the powerful rush of pleasure that was spilling through me. Just as I thought I couldn’t hold it any more, Damon bit down on my shoulder and we both finished in a consuming burst of overwhelming pleasure.
As I came down from my intense orgasm, I could feel Damon still pumping his seed deep inside me. I smiled to myself, thinking about what a wonderful mate I had chosen. I was glad I had worn a dress that would cover his mating mark.
“God, Leelu, I love you so much.” Damon murmured, as he turned me so that he could slip his hands around my waist and place a tender kiss on my lips. I laid my head on his chest and listened as our hard breathing slowly calmed.
After a while reality set in. We knew that we had to get back to work. Damon regretfully slipped his clothes back on and sat down at his desk. I pulled my tiny white dress over my head and retied the laces on my high-heeled sandals (which I had kept on) and brushed my hair. I needed to get back to the girls’ locker room and oversee the costumes for the next show. I kissed Damon on the lips before slipping out of his office and down the hall.
I wondered to myself about how I was going to tell the boys about the new additions to our pack. I knew that having Damon as my mate would mean that Warren and Tank were also going to join my pack. It didn’t bother me, but I was unsure about the boys’ reaction.
Oh well, that was a problem for another time. For right now, I had to organize the next three dances.
A/N: If you actually read the author’s note at the end of the last chapter, GOOD FOR YOU!! This was your prize. You have learned that my author’s notes are important and should be read and heeded. The readers that didn’t will get to read it a few chapters later when I post it in the middle of a chapter somewhere (where they will read it accidentally) or in a later chapter when is actually happens (If it actually happens mwahahahahahahaha). So the lesson to be learned here is that you should actually READ my author’s notes. I mean, they aren’t that long!! I’m not like some authors who can talk for a page and a half. In fact this is the longest A/N I have ever written. I just don’t have that much to say.
P.S. This means that if I don't start getting reviews, I'm going to STOP UPDATING!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!