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I Caught Fire by Glitteratiglue
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Okay my lovelies, I am back! And since I have neglected you all for far too long, I am returning with a bang. I have two recs for y'all, one slash and one het. So lets get this show on the road shall we?
The first fic that I want to talk about is 'Raw and Rosy' by Tuesdaymidnight. Here is the summary:-
Jasper Hale hates his high school rival Edward Cullen with a passion. What happens when Jasper discovers Edward's little secret? Spank!Fic. AH/AU/OOC. Rated M. Contains mature content.
Now I actually went searching for this after I got my grubby paws on a very tantalising video made by JustBiel1. I am gonna share this perfection with you. I will add an exploding panty warning though.
So I will give you a moment to go address the explosion situation. *sits and twiddles thumbs* Done? Good. So it turns out that Jasper accidently finds out Eddie's little secret... he likes a spanking! I tell you, the lemons in this thing are just.....DANG! Jasper is clearly the dominant one in their messed up little relationship and Edward takes great pleasure in baiting him in order to be punished. While this fic may not have a whole ton of plot twists and epic plot lines, it is perfect if you want spanking, smutty goodness with a spattering of angst and confusion. Here is a little taster:-
"Hale," he hissed. "What the fuck do you want?"
"I want to know what happened today."
"What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean."
"N-n-no, I don't." For the first time, his demeanor cracked.
"Yes, you do. Look, I'm not going to tell anyone. I'm not going to hurt you." I lowered my voice and leaned in a little, my lips almost brushing his ear. "I just want to see if I can make you blush like that again."
Edward's mouth formed a perfect "o," but he didn't say anything.
"Your parents home?" I asked him.
He shook his head.
"I'm coming over."
He swallowed hard and nodded.
He waited for me to return to my truck, and again for me to pull up behind him, so I could follow. I knew where he lived, everyone in Forks knew where the Cullens lived, but the driveway was hard to find from the road. When we reached our destination, I parked my truck behind his car and got out slowly, as he did the same.
He didn't say a word, but he did glance over his shoulder, seemingly to see if I was still there. I silently followed him into his house. Once we were inside the elaborate foyer, he turned to me awkwardly.
"Um, can I get you anything? A drink?"
"How polite, Cullen," I sneered. "You don't need to pretend. We're not friends. I came here for one thing, and one thing only."
I stepped up to him and grabbed the waistband of his jeans. I unbuttoned the fly slowly, closing the distance between us by nuzzling into the crook of his neck, greedily drinking in his scent. I never noticed it before I had him shoved against his car, but he smelled like sandalwood, musk and something else I couldn't place. Then, I yanked the stupid skinny jeans along with his briefs down in a rough motion and spun him around.
I took a second to take in his lithe body before speaking.
"Bend over for me," I ordered.
And for those of you who are still with me and haven't ran off to find Jasper and Eddie spanking shenanigans, I have one more rec for you. This one is Jasper again... Yeah I know, *puts on false french accent* with these ferrero rocher you are really spoiling us. (pretty sure only my fellow Brits will get that reference. Power to the English *fist pumps*) Sooooooooo anyway. This fic is 'I caught fire' by Glitteratiglue. Here is the summary followed by a fuckton of warnings, Kay? Kay.
22-year-old Bella Swan came to study in London to escape her painful past. She meets Jasper Whitlock, a charismatic bartender who hides the fact he is just as haunted as she is. Can they help each other to heal? M for profanity, disturbing themes & graphic lemons.
Okay, warning number one. This fic references to cutting. If this is a trigger for anyone, stay away. There is also reference to suicide and other character deaths. This fic is not for the faint heart, I admit. But I assure you that it is done with the utmost respect and in no way offensive or vulgar. Still interested?
So, Bella and Jasper are seriously messed up, kiddies. They both have issues with comitment and with damn good reason. Bella is dealing with the death of her ex, while Jasper's history with his mysterious daughter and her tattoo on his chest is beginning to be quiet revealing indeed. I don't really want to give too much away because what I really enjoyed about this was finding out the reasons behind their personality flaws at the same time as the other characters did. This story is without doubt a slow burner and with each chapter, a new reveal in to a dark and angsty past shows up. This really is intense and filled with heart fail and gasps of shock. But that is what I adore, I don't know where we are heading next! Here is a teaser :-
Something had infinitesimally changed in the atmosphere. I took another pull of my cigarette, my hands shaking as he finished his and stubbed it out in an ashtray on the shelf of a bookcase.
"Do you want to stay on the couch, or I can call you a cab?" he asked suddenly, getting up. I felt suddenly vulnerable and got to my feet, steadying myself on the bookcase as I straightened up. The tone of his voice was friendly enough, but it felt like he was putting the blinders on, shutting down emotionally. I discarded my cigarette and stubbed it out hastily in the same ashtray.
It's a one-night stand, Bella, what do you expect?
It bothered me more than it should, and I didn't know why that was. Or why I was now thinking about what the fuck that tattoo of his was really about. I would have loved nothing more than to get out of here immediately but I didn't really fancy wandering the streets alone and in spite of myself, I yawned, utter exhaustion washing over me. I'd had a crappy sleep last night, as usual, and I was really feeling it now.
"Couch, I think?" he said, his teeth biting down on his lip in an agitated way. "I'll get you a blanket."
While he was out of the room, I took the opportunity to pull my panties and my top back on. He came back and handed me the blanket.
"Okay, well, goodnight," he said awkwardly, shifting from one foot to the other. I took the soft material from him, nearly jumping out of my skin as his warm hand brushed against mine for an instant. The blanket was thick wool, just the thing for a cold night like this. I knew Jasper had felt the sizzle when our hands connected, as he stifled a gasp and he immediately buried his hands in his pockets. Turning on his heel, he headed out a door into the hall, presumably towards his bedroom.
"Night," I called after him, nonplussed. What the hell had just happened? This guy, whoever he was, had some serious issues. That was more than just the standard post-fuck awkwardness that came with a one-night stand. I flopped down on the couch and settled into it, pulling the blanket over me. It was unbelievably comfortable. I could live on this couch. I rested my head on a cushion and as I drifted closer to sleep, disconnected thoughts assaulted my brain.
I couldn't fathom what that primal experience had drawn out of me, but something felt different. Jasper Whitlock was different. Every kiss, touch and lick had awoken desires I barely knew I had. At the same time, it had also dredged my pain from deep below the surface, making it real now. I didn't know what this guy's story was, and wasn't sure I'd ever know. His reaction after wasn't what had really freaked me out. The frozen numbness that usually surrounded my heart was no longer there, and it scared the hell out of me.
I knew I couldn't see him again.
But of course.....she does! Give it a try, it is very involved and if you're anything like me you will find yourself lost in the plot and forgetting Real Life for awhile. But that's not always a bad thing, right? So dive in and enjoy some angst and heartache with the occasional lemon and a very cute Jasper indeed. Until next time lovelies *humps*
The first fic that I want to talk about is 'Raw and Rosy' by Tuesdaymidnight. Here is the summary:-
Jasper Hale hates his high school rival Edward Cullen with a passion. What happens when Jasper discovers Edward's little secret? Spank!Fic. AH/AU/OOC. Rated M. Contains mature content.
Now I actually went searching for this after I got my grubby paws on a very tantalising video made by JustBiel1. I am gonna share this perfection with you. I will add an exploding panty warning though.
So I will give you a moment to go address the explosion situation. *sits and twiddles thumbs* Done? Good. So it turns out that Jasper accidently finds out Eddie's little secret... he likes a spanking! I tell you, the lemons in this thing are just.....DANG! Jasper is clearly the dominant one in their messed up little relationship and Edward takes great pleasure in baiting him in order to be punished. While this fic may not have a whole ton of plot twists and epic plot lines, it is perfect if you want spanking, smutty goodness with a spattering of angst and confusion. Here is a little taster:-
"Hale," he hissed. "What the fuck do you want?"
"I want to know what happened today."
"What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean."
"N-n-no, I don't." For the first time, his demeanor cracked.
"Yes, you do. Look, I'm not going to tell anyone. I'm not going to hurt you." I lowered my voice and leaned in a little, my lips almost brushing his ear. "I just want to see if I can make you blush like that again."
Edward's mouth formed a perfect "o," but he didn't say anything.
"Your parents home?" I asked him.
He shook his head.
"I'm coming over."
He swallowed hard and nodded.
He waited for me to return to my truck, and again for me to pull up behind him, so I could follow. I knew where he lived, everyone in Forks knew where the Cullens lived, but the driveway was hard to find from the road. When we reached our destination, I parked my truck behind his car and got out slowly, as he did the same.
He didn't say a word, but he did glance over his shoulder, seemingly to see if I was still there. I silently followed him into his house. Once we were inside the elaborate foyer, he turned to me awkwardly.
"Um, can I get you anything? A drink?"
"How polite, Cullen," I sneered. "You don't need to pretend. We're not friends. I came here for one thing, and one thing only."
I stepped up to him and grabbed the waistband of his jeans. I unbuttoned the fly slowly, closing the distance between us by nuzzling into the crook of his neck, greedily drinking in his scent. I never noticed it before I had him shoved against his car, but he smelled like sandalwood, musk and something else I couldn't place. Then, I yanked the stupid skinny jeans along with his briefs down in a rough motion and spun him around.
I took a second to take in his lithe body before speaking.
"Bend over for me," I ordered.
And for those of you who are still with me and haven't ran off to find Jasper and Eddie spanking shenanigans, I have one more rec for you. This one is Jasper again... Yeah I know, *puts on false french accent* with these ferrero rocher you are really spoiling us. (pretty sure only my fellow Brits will get that reference. Power to the English *fist pumps*) Sooooooooo anyway. This fic is 'I caught fire' by Glitteratiglue. Here is the summary followed by a fuckton of warnings, Kay? Kay.
22-year-old Bella Swan came to study in London to escape her painful past. She meets Jasper Whitlock, a charismatic bartender who hides the fact he is just as haunted as she is. Can they help each other to heal? M for profanity, disturbing themes & graphic lemons.
Okay, warning number one. This fic references to cutting. If this is a trigger for anyone, stay away. There is also reference to suicide and other character deaths. This fic is not for the faint heart, I admit. But I assure you that it is done with the utmost respect and in no way offensive or vulgar. Still interested?
So, Bella and Jasper are seriously messed up, kiddies. They both have issues with comitment and with damn good reason. Bella is dealing with the death of her ex, while Jasper's history with his mysterious daughter and her tattoo on his chest is beginning to be quiet revealing indeed. I don't really want to give too much away because what I really enjoyed about this was finding out the reasons behind their personality flaws at the same time as the other characters did. This story is without doubt a slow burner and with each chapter, a new reveal in to a dark and angsty past shows up. This really is intense and filled with heart fail and gasps of shock. But that is what I adore, I don't know where we are heading next! Here is a teaser :-
Something had infinitesimally changed in the atmosphere. I took another pull of my cigarette, my hands shaking as he finished his and stubbed it out in an ashtray on the shelf of a bookcase.
"Do you want to stay on the couch, or I can call you a cab?" he asked suddenly, getting up. I felt suddenly vulnerable and got to my feet, steadying myself on the bookcase as I straightened up. The tone of his voice was friendly enough, but it felt like he was putting the blinders on, shutting down emotionally. I discarded my cigarette and stubbed it out hastily in the same ashtray.
It's a one-night stand, Bella, what do you expect?
It bothered me more than it should, and I didn't know why that was. Or why I was now thinking about what the fuck that tattoo of his was really about. I would have loved nothing more than to get out of here immediately but I didn't really fancy wandering the streets alone and in spite of myself, I yawned, utter exhaustion washing over me. I'd had a crappy sleep last night, as usual, and I was really feeling it now.
"Couch, I think?" he said, his teeth biting down on his lip in an agitated way. "I'll get you a blanket."
While he was out of the room, I took the opportunity to pull my panties and my top back on. He came back and handed me the blanket.
"Okay, well, goodnight," he said awkwardly, shifting from one foot to the other. I took the soft material from him, nearly jumping out of my skin as his warm hand brushed against mine for an instant. The blanket was thick wool, just the thing for a cold night like this. I knew Jasper had felt the sizzle when our hands connected, as he stifled a gasp and he immediately buried his hands in his pockets. Turning on his heel, he headed out a door into the hall, presumably towards his bedroom.
"Night," I called after him, nonplussed. What the hell had just happened? This guy, whoever he was, had some serious issues. That was more than just the standard post-fuck awkwardness that came with a one-night stand. I flopped down on the couch and settled into it, pulling the blanket over me. It was unbelievably comfortable. I could live on this couch. I rested my head on a cushion and as I drifted closer to sleep, disconnected thoughts assaulted my brain.
I couldn't fathom what that primal experience had drawn out of me, but something felt different. Jasper Whitlock was different. Every kiss, touch and lick had awoken desires I barely knew I had. At the same time, it had also dredged my pain from deep below the surface, making it real now. I didn't know what this guy's story was, and wasn't sure I'd ever know. His reaction after wasn't what had really freaked me out. The frozen numbness that usually surrounded my heart was no longer there, and it scared the hell out of me.
I knew I couldn't see him again.
But of course.....she does! Give it a try, it is very involved and if you're anything like me you will find yourself lost in the plot and forgetting Real Life for awhile. But that's not always a bad thing, right? So dive in and enjoy some angst and heartache with the occasional lemon and a very cute Jasper indeed. Until next time lovelies *humps*
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