Introducing Teaser Mondays! You are going to want to subscribe to this thread for all the latest teasers on your favorite SVM fics!
Hello to all our favorite SVM fanfic writers! I am starting this thread to encourage you to post teasers to your upcoming new story or chapter, one in which you plan to publish sometime within the coming week.
For example, if you have your next chapter ready, but in the editing stages, and you want to give us a little teaser, then you would post the teaser here on Monday and then publish sometime between Tuesday thru Sunday. If you are anticipating that your chapter will take longer to be ready, then I ask that you wait until the following Monday to post your teaser.
Writers: This is a great way to feed your fans a little something to hold back the pitchforks, and it’s also a way to pimp your story, so please participate as often as possible! Share any part of your story that you’d like. The only stipulation is that you keep your teaser to 500 words or less.
Readers: Help me spread the word to your favorite SVM writers! Let them know about this thread so we can get as many teasers as possible!
PLEASE NOTE: This thread is exclusively for teasers to upcoming SVM stories. No discussion! All discussion will be deleted as only teasers are allowed! Remember: teasers may ONLY be posted on Mondays! Thank you!
Disclosure to all: Content on this thread may not be suitable for teens. Teasers from stories rated K thru M are allowed.
The More You Know announcement: Of course this genius idea is not mine. I totally bit it from The Fictionators blog post for Twilight Teaser Mondays. For Twilight teasers, please visit The Fictionators website at www.fictionators.com10/4/2009 . Edited 1/4/2010 #1
This is an absolutely wonderful idea! A huge thanks to Meads for starting this thread xoxo
Here is a teaser for Tense & Release which will update tomorrow! Also as an additional "teaser" in honor of this kick@ss thread, I've updated the T&R playlist to include the songs from tomorrow's update (link in my profile). And now, for a little tease...
“Feel free to disrobe to whatever level of nudity you’re comfortable with. Of course, take off your tank and pants, but the rest is up to you. Then lie down on the table. You can use this towel to cover up your bum,” she said, handing me a white towel.
I nodded mutely, unsure what to say, as Sookie exited the room. I quickly stripped off my tank top and pants, and stood there in navy blue boxer briefs, trying to decide what to do next. If I kept them on, would she think I was uncomfortable with her? If I took them off, would she think I was being too forward? Clearly I was over thinking this, so I just ripped the damn things off and lay down on the table, covering my ass with the towel she had left for me.10/5/2009 #2
I don't know if anyone is still following StH. I have felt like an utter fail when it comes to that fic, but I will have another chapter up this week.
So here is some Road Trip convo from Chapter 7, unbeta'd:
I smiled, took her hand, and squeezed. “You promise. You won’t be too busy to come fishing with an old man and his son.”
“Eric, of course not,” she said then squeezed my hand back. “God, I miss Papa. Remember when he used to take us trick-or-treating?”
“Yes,” I said with a grin.
“You dressed up as Count Dracula for like six years in a row! You were so cute. Remember your little cape, the one your mom sewed numbers onto,” Sookie said laughing.
“Of course,” I said then added defensively, “And I was Count Dracula only five years in a row then I moved on to my Mathemagician costume.” I waggled my eyebrows for good measure. “And luckily, I was still able to use the same cape.”
Sookie snorted. “Oh yes. How could I forget? What was that song you used to sing?”
“Which song?” I played coy.10/5/2009 #3
From my story Safe Harbor Chapter 7:
Victor gave me a long, searching look. I thought I could hear the gears turning in his head. “Yes, I know Quinn. He took my job as Felipe’s second once I came here to Louisiana. You were quite close I’ve been told.”
I let out a mental sigh of relief. “Oh Yes. How is he.” I was desperate not to say too much. Any wrong word and it would be quite clear to this vampire I had no idea what or who he was talking about.
“Quinn, is just fine.” He smiled, showing even rows of beautiful teeth. I wondered how many people had that view as their very last.10/5/2009 #4
From the story that brings you the stripping arrogant ass, Eric Northman. Take it Off! http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5368994/1/Take_it_Off
Preview for Chapter 7 - Should be up soon, just finalizing it!
I held my beath transfixed, waiting for whatever action he might give away. Everything happened in slow motion making the seconds that ticked by seem like hours. Hopelessness crushed me as I watched him place his bag down pivoting towards his locker. Feeling dejected at his utter lack of reaction to my explanation I turned to bolt from the room before the tears started falling.
I never expected him to grab me by the arms and crush his lips to mine. Threading my fingers in his hair I whimpered at his fierce urgent embrace.10/5/2009 #5
Aw we can only tease on Mondays? But teasing is so much fun. Points to broken up sad puppy dog face, howabout Sinday too? :( hehe, jk.
This is a cool idea. It kind of reminds me of a show promo after a show airs, but we get to tease in the literary sense. You guys are definately wetting my apetite. Okay heres a little sliver of the next angst filled installment of "I Need Your Love Tonight."
“Sookie.” Eric tried to stop her but she stood up abruptly knocking over some orange juice on the table as the silverware clattered against the plate…
“No!” Her eyes were cold as she looked back at Eric and shook her head and she proclaimed visibly upset now…
“You can't smooth something like this over Eric, you can't fix this, my reputation as a reporter and my story, my entire livelihood has now been flushed down the toilet, can you understand that?”
She began to wipe some of the angry tears from her eyes and she went over to get her purse and shoes…
xxx10/5/2009 . Edited 10/5/2009 #6
Great idea Meads!!! *huggles* Here is a clip from Chapter 2 of Grasping At Impossible, and it isn't beta'd:
I laughed out loud and her face contorted into anger. “I was admiring you, yes. But I heard you. You needed a new camera...”
“Yes, well, after that Eric. What did I say?” she asked and I was at a loss. Really, why did the girl need to speak? I wanted something from her and it wasn't a conversation.
“I am not sure, you want to tell me again? Perhaps in my office where we have more privacy?” I gestured towards the hallway that led to my office and I was silently chanting to her mind 'say yes, say yes, say yes' hoping somehow she would get the message and come with me.10/5/2009 #7
This is a fantastic idea! Thanks for bringing it over Meads!
Now for a sneak peak of the unbeta'd Chapter 19 of Sorry Ladies, Northman's Off the Market
I watched as she closed her eyes and could almost see the wheels turning in her head. “It’s not a good idea Eric,” she said.
“You’re right. It’s not a good idea,” I replied. Her eyes snapped open and she looked at me skeptically. “It’s not a good idea because it’s an effing brilliant idea.” I smirked at her giggle and pulled her tightly against my bulge. “It’ll make it a lot easier if we release some of this pent up steam before the flight tomorrow.”
“Oh Jesus,” Sookie said and practically jumped off my lap in a hurry to stand up. “The flight tomorrow. You have to stop distracting me Northman. You came over here to help me finish packing and instead we got half a suitcase loaded and spent an hour making out on my couch. Ugh, I’m never going to get to sleep at this rate.”10/5/2009 #8
Thanks Meads. I don't have a shiny excerpt to share so I'll just drop a few hints.
This week on "I Have Gone Out" we'll see the return of the absent Walker and get a glimpse of that BBC documentary we've been hearing about.10/5/2009 #9
Chapter 18 of Sookie Sees a Swede:
She leaned in close as she brought her face to my neck and licked. I felt my resolve crumble.
“Sookie,” I tried again. She had moved on to my earlobe. Holy fuck! Her touching was driving me insane within a matter of seconds. “Sookie, believe me, I would love to be touching you, but I don’t think I’ll be able to stop once I start, love.” My hands had found their own way to her hips. I tried to make them stop pulling her towards me but they didn’t listen.
“Shh, Eric. I’ll take care of you baby. You do your paperwork…” She kissed me then. It was soft and sweet and her tongue just grazed my lips. When she pulled back she gave me a wink and sank to her knees. Dear god in heaven. She was the perfect woman.10/5/2009 . Edited 10/5/2009 #10
Breaking the rules (already!) because I lacked a decent excerpt for yesterdays post, so from Ch. 26 of Out:
Victor waved a hand at the cell, summing up the chains and blow torches and cinderblock walls. “I had the power to hold him and lacked the desire to kill him. You should thank me Miss Stackhouse. Eric Northman was also a perfectly viable option.” Not quite, I thought ruefully. Adam probably thought twice about asking the Infernal Serpent to lock him in the basement. I scooted away from Victor who was just a little too close for my comfort. “But everything you just said....” “Tragic, yes but , what do you say? Ancient history.” Well, Eric had said his bosses were forward thinkers. Maybe I should just start operating on the idea that Eric was always right. And possibly Satan.10/6/2009 #11
Am I breaking the rules, if I post a sneak peek at my new chapter?
Oh well, I'll take a whipping from Meads anytime.
Here is a teaser for the unbeta'd Chapter 15 of Dancing in the Dark
"When he smiled back and started to move towards me, saying hello, I was frozen on the spot. I had a dear in the headlights look, which I’m sure was not appealing. He put his right hand lightly on my left arm and leaned in. I stopped breathing. He kissed my right cheek, my eyes fluttering close at the contact. I felt a jolt of electricity run from my face down to my toes. I think I gasped. It was a very brief peck, but I got light headed. I couldn’t think, nor could I move. He asked me if I was ready. I could only nod. He moved away from me, but kept his hand on my arm, directing me towards the entrance. I followed him blindly. I would follow him anywhere at that moment."10/9/2009 #12
OK. It's officially Monday on the East Coast. Here's a snippit from Chapter 9 of Dark Storm Rising:
Late spring rains bloated the wetlands around Shreveport until water lapped high against the levees. With its submerged logs and hungry gators, the remote part of the marshland was a dangerous place for a human in a boat. The unfortunate fisherman who somehow slipped through the wards and drifted into this distant, murky part of the swamp would hardly notice the ramshackle building hidden behind an unruly growth of swamp alders and willows. Notorious among the supernatural community, Sheriff’s Northman’s “holding pen” was well-concealed. Although he preferred open battle, when the situation demanded his enemies’ “interrogation,” and “sentencing,” Eric was ruthless.10/11/2009 . Edited 10/11/2009 #13
If I put up this little teaser of Chapter 8 for StH, it will force me to get the chapter done this week! Enjoy!
“I want to learn a new language. A romantic language,” I said wistfully.
“Study math,” Eric said simply.
“Math. Eric, you have got to be joking! Math isn’t a language and it is definitely not romantic,” I challenged.
“Math is a universal language and it may not be romantic per say, but it does have some very sexy elements,” he defended.
“Get out!” I squeaked.
“I’m serious Sookie. Numbers…and math, well, they are all around us, ruling our lives. They completely consume us everyday, in every way,” he said, and his cool blue eyes darkened.
“Oh, really. How?” I questioned.
“Let’s see… let me count the ways,” he grinned.10/11/2009 . Edited 10/11/2009 #14
Here's a teaser for the next chapter of What Dreams May Come. Eric's mother is finally telling them about their father...
..."Then I got pregnant again…”
“Wait,” I cut her off. “You said you only saw him when I was there right?” I asked. She nodded. “You conceived Pam in front of me?”
“Oh, hush. You were napping,” she said with a wave of her hand. My jaw dropped. Sookie stifled a giggle next to me, and then Mom continued again.10/12/2009 #15
Teaser for my un-Beta'd chapter 8 of Take it Offwhere Eric is a stripper at Hooligans and Sookie is the newbie on the block. http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5368994/1/Take_it_Off
"Look...I know things have been rough," she started, but I turned my head not wanting to see the sympathy played out in her eyes. Forcefully she took my face within her grasp turning my head back to level with hers. "You didn't let me finish. This has nothing to do with Sophie and I sure as hell wasn't gonna give you sympathy. I planned on making you an offer, something I think we both need. From the looks of things I think you need a good f*ck and frankly so do I; just call me and we can hook up. Maybe if you have a good lay than you wouldn't try and f*ck that newbie right on the stage in front of everyone."
Pam, pragmatic as ever was probably the only one who could surprise me and damn, I was caught off guard. Had the Abercrombie b*tch and I had a tender moment? My disbelief quickly masked into a smirk, had she just admitted to not getting any?
I apologize for any mistakes for some reason I can't cut and paste, but have to retype the enitre thing or the site shuts down! Should be up later today or tomorrow at the latest!10/12/2009 #16
Chapter 9 of Safe Harbor:
“Get OUT!” I screamed raggedly throwing the first thing I could lay my hand on at him. That thing turned out to be glasses left out on the bar and this being the king’s personal area of the casino they seemed real expensive and heavy. Certainly when they smashed into a million pieces on the wall next to Quinn they made a very satisfying sound. “I don’t know who you are Quinn, I don’t know your full name, why everyone calls you tiger, or why I can’t read you like other people, but I do know I couldn’t ever love someone who takes such delight in seeing me in misery.” Honestly I would have thrown the other glass at him but he held up his hands in surrender.
Quinn swallowed and closed his eyes for a moment, forcing back his anger. I felt it recede and actually relaxed a little myself. “Sookie, I’m sorry. I’m sorry about all of it. I’m sorry Bill came into your life, I’m sorry you had to go through the explosion at Rhodes, I’m sorry about the fairies, all of it.” He was advancing on my slowly as if he could creep up on me if he made no sudden moves. If I was going to brain him with a lead crystal tumbler now was the time. He took the tumbler out of my hand and placed it back on the bar. He was towering over me and I refused to look up at him. “Most of all, I’m sorry you were wrong about Eric.”
I wasn’t sure if this was supposed to be a pep talk of some kind. If it was, he wasn’t doing a very good job. Crap, I was going to cry again. I willed my tears away and said in the coldest, calmest voice I could muster (at that moment), “Let’s get two things straight,” I said raising my chin and looking him square in the eye, “one: I am not a “babe,” I have a name, use it. Two: I have asked you to leave. You can do it now or the king’s guards can carry you out. I know which one I’d prefer.”10/12/2009 . Edited 10/12/2009 #17
Here is a teaser for Grasping at Impossible Chapter 4. It will be up sometime later this week:
“Can you have sex on a lunch date?” I asked and I heard him snort through the phone.
“You are asking me for sex advice? Hold on while I get a tape recorder. No one will believe that.”
“Laff!” I shouted into the phone and I heard him laughing again. “Just answer the question.”
“Eric, you should know you can have sex anytime of day. You shouldn't have to ask anyone that,” he replied and I knew he was right. What was it about this girl that had me questioning myself? I was totally off on my game.10/12/2009 #18
Here's a little teaser from the next chapter of Tense & Release, which will update tomorrow. it's a little taken out of context, but that just makes it funnier, imo. Also, the playlist (link in my profile) has been updated as well with a glimpse of tomorrow's songs, so go check it out!!
“Aha! I knew it!”
“Knew what?” I asked, confused by what she had figured out.
“You like Sexpancakes!” she squealed, clapping her hands in delight.
Just as she said that, our waiter came up, hoping to take our order. He looked a little uncomfortable as he said, “Um, ma’am? I’m sorry, but we don’t have pancakes on our menu. I can ask the chef if she could whip some up, but…” he trailed off, his cheeks a bright red.
Between our waiter and Amelia, I couldn’t help but sputter the tea I had just sipped all over the table. I groaned and grabbed my napkin, wiping up the mess while apologizing to the waiter and asking him for a few more minutes. Relieved, he scampered away, leaving Amelia and me bursting into giggles.10/12/2009 #19
Okay all you NH/SVM fans! The following is an excerpt from a new SVM/Night Huntress crossover fic called Heroes and Hitmen (which we finally named about 5 minutes ago *squee*), written collaboratively by Tradermare, LanYap, and myself. The three of us have been working our arses off for about a month on this and are nearly done with the story. It will be roughly 30,000 words from start to finish, and will be posted in three parts over three weeks. We hope you enjoy our first teaser...in the voice of one of the hottest undead men we know...Bones.
This is the profile we will be posting the story to:
Completed fic will have spoilers: Through book 4 of NH, through Dead and Gone of SVM. FYI: This excerpt also contains spoilers!!!
She didn’t like my explanation though. Not by a long shot. All she seemed to hear me say were the words blood and Sookie. And to her, that seemed to be the equivalent of a bedtime romp. After witnessing the power exchange between Mencheres and myself, she should have known exactly what took place. Throw a woman into the mix, and she bent out of bloody shape.
The first object she threw at me was a pillow.
“If you wanted to fuck another girl Bones, you didn’t have to go about it in such an elaborate way!” She yelled, as I caught the pillow with one hand.
“You’re being ridiculous. It has absolutely nothing to do with sex—”
“Am I being ridiculous?” Deciding the pillow was too soft, she threw a candle from the coffee table next. I caught it with my other hand.
“Kitten, you are trying my patience."
My eyes were now glowing too. Her jumping to absurd conclusions about my intentions with Sookie infuriated me. Never, had I ever, wanted to shag another woman since I met her. Even after she had broken my heart by leaving me all those years ago, and the opportunity to erase her memory by burying myself inside other women had been presented constantly, I still didn’t want another. I loved her truly and madly then, and I always would. It hurt to think she could twist my explanation now, so drastically.
“Oh, you’ve tried mine too baby, and I can throw things all night!”
That was it! She turned to grab a dish filled with synthetic potpourri from the table, and I was on her in less than a second.
“That’s enough!” Now I was yelling.
I had her pinned to the floor. Straddling her waist, I swung my legs back awkwardly to hold hers down, while I held her wrists down on the floor beside her. I could hear her heart beating like a drum from the adrenaline, as she struggled beneath me. Her heartbeat was one of several human traits she still seemed to maintain. Whenever she was excited, her ticker seemed to beat louder, and faster, than it ever had when she was human. That sound, though I should have been nothing but angry by then, flipped another switch inside of me. I could feel myself growing hard against her stomach. She didn’t miss it either, and looking at my crotch, then back to my eyes…a slight smirk replaced the straight, angry line, her mouth had been.
I’ll be the first to admit, I’m a bloody man. I’ve had a good long life, and shagged a good many women. So, when I see an opportunity like this before me, I take it. And having it off with my wife when we're at our angriest…well, I’m not above using that anger to get each other’s rocks off.
I blame her. She has the power to both boil my blood and make my cock ache simultaneously.10/12/2009 . Edited 10/12/2009 #20
Here's a preview of Chapter 20 of Sorry Ladies, Northman's Off the Market
The car pulled into the long driveway of the Northman country house and I couldn’t help but feel disappointed that Sookie wasn’t with me. I’d wanted to see her reaction to the place. It had always been my favorite retreat and I’d hoped that she liked it as much as I did. But I would have to get over that.
Pam had hopped out of the car and hollered back, “You’d best put on your game face Loverboy. Looks like Sophie-Anne is in residence.” And with that she was gone, linking arms with Amelia as they walked up the steps to the front door. I climbed out of the car looking for Sookie’s blonde head to be beside them and gave a small smile of relief when Stavros pointed towards the car. Good, maybe I could get a few minutes with Sookie before the onslaught of questions.
I’d climbed into the back seat of the car with her and took her hand in my own. From the looks of it, she was in a full-fledged panic attack. I did my best to soothe her and think I even managed to calm her down quite a bit. So I had to revert back to nice Eric and not predator-get-in-your-pants Eric, but that was okay.
For now.10/12/2009 #21
Hey guys, this is my first time posting on a forum, so I hope I've got this right! W/o further ado, here's a spoiler for Chapter 10 of School Hard:
From across the dance floor I finally spotted Eric. I thought (well okay, twist my arm, I hoped) that maybe he would be dark and brooding while he was thinking of ways to get me back, or even angry about my costume and my cutting remark. I had no idea how The Plan had affected him, so at the very least, I would have settled for a little jealousy.
But he was smiling. At someone next to him. I couldn’t see who because of the crowd, and I was thisclose to angling closer, but finally the people who had been obstructing my view moved.
It was Ms. Ravenscroft. He was talking and laughing with Pam Ravenscroft.
Okay, no harm there. They were just friends, right?
At that exact moment, Eric bent down and kissed her on the lips.10/12/2009 #22
This is a quick glance at the upcoming chappy of 2.0, should be out by Friday. It's not been beta'd yet!:
“Maybe we should stay for a couple more days.” Eric mumbled.
“What was that? Did you just say a couple more days?” I propped myself up on my elbow giggling at Eric’s sheepish smile.
“Or forever, that would be even better.” Eric said burying his face into my neck. I shivered as he tickled me with his lips. He placed soft kisses along my arm and I watched as the gooseflesh rose on my skin. Eventually he let his head rest on my stomach and wrapped his arm around my hips.
“Don’t tempt me. But really I haven’t written a word since we set foot in this house, we have a baby that will be here soon, and we have a mystery on our hands.” I said counting off on my fingers to emphasize my list.
“No one is stopping you from writing here Sook, if you need to get some work done I can go water skiing or fishing or hiking” Eric looked up from his snuggling and smirked at me. He also counted down on his fingers, copying my list making.
“Matter of fact, I will let you get to right now.” Eric started to remove himself from my grasp and as hard as I tried not to I squealed in protest.
“No baby, please stay. I don’t want to work; I just want to be here with you. Right now this is all that matters.” I stuck my lip out in a little pout coercing him back into bed.10/12/2009 #23
**Claps hands together profusely** :D:D:D
Okee, well Im not beta'd nor will it be and this is just in the first stages before I've even edited, but heres a little snippet from Chapter 9 of "I Need Your Love Tonight."
Thats when Amelia snapped...
"Okay I get this whole chivalry thing because you love him and all, I even get the little game of cat and mouse and foreplay you two have going on, but what I dont get is how can you be so clueless?"
"Excuse me?" Sookie replied taken back by Amelia's sudden outburst and Amelia shook her head in disbeleif...
"The man saved your life Sookie, he breathed air into your lungs, he is the reason you are standing here right now, and yet you're the one who shuts him out."
"I do not." Sookie protested but Amelia had her hand up, clearly displaying to her that she had the floor Amelia answered...
"Yes, you do...I saw the defeat in his eyes when he left your room this morning, I bet he stayed there all night too and YOU pushed him out didnt you?"
Sookie looked down at the ground with her brows creased as her mind churned over that possibility and Amelia concluded...
"We might not even be here right now looking for him if you had it in you to show some gratitude." Amelia surrendered throwing her hands up into the air and then Pam strode up to them just in the nick of time, dressed to the 9's in a pair of gorgeaus Italian heeled boots a jade green suede skirt with matching jacket and a pair of turtle colored sunglasses to mask her beautiful face and she lowered the glasses and replied with a perfectly painted mauve smirk...
"Did I come at a bad time?"
Amelia looked back at Sookie who was still feeling guilty sulking a few steps away and then Pam replied firmly when neither one replied...
"Good, because I have no patience for sissy pms crap, we have some business to tend to."10/12/2009 . Edited 10/12/2009 #24
Here's a sneak peek at my newest chapter of One Year Later. I haven't gotten the Sookie/Eric part written yet so Hunter and Janelle will have to do for Teaser Monday! The chapter should be up no later than Wednesday! Enjoy!
He pushed her back onto the bed and climbed on top of her being careful not to put his weight on her. The fact that she had a baby growing inside of her was starting to make him nervous. He didn't want to hurt it by putting too much weight on her. He broke the kiss for a moment and asked, "This is safe isn't it? I mean, we aren't going to hurt the baby?" She giggled and said, "Hunter, I don't know a lot about being pregnant, but I'm pretty sure that it is safe to have sex right up until the baby is born." He was glad when she said that. The thought of how beautiful she would be as her belly grew, with their baby inside, was getting him hard. He had always thought pregnant women were beautiful, but was starting to realize that there was something about them that really turned him on. Especially when the baby the woman was carrying was his. "Good," he said smirking, "because I think the further along you get the more trouble I'm going to have keeping my hands off of you. You are going to be so beautiful," he said as he attacked her jaw and neck with his lips, teeth, and tongue. "Not that you aren't beautiful already," he added.10/12/2009 #25
Here's a peek at at my next chapter for The Proposal. This chapter will be posted this weekend. Happy Teaser Monday:)
Niall sighed impatiently. After a brief and heavy silence, he spoke.
"Do you seek the glory of being her hero, or do you wish to be the man that saves her life?"
A searing pain ripped through the very center of his undead body. He clutched the phone closer to his ear, so as not to drop it, while gripping the chair so firmly with his other hand that his bones protruded, breaking through the flesh in a bloody mess. He bent over, his long, golden hair forming a curtain around him, as he resorted to a very human reaction, almost long-forgotten – he struggled for breath, as if he had been punched in the stomach.
His skin sprung to life with a web of shallow but painful stings, burning with the warmth of dying living-blood. Sookie. He shut his eyes, but he could still see the ugly cuts being cruelly painted on her body, allthewhile seething at the fact that he could do nothing but observe, through his ever-weakening connection to her heart.
Niall's challenge only made the pain cut sharper and deeper.
"Fine." Eric conceded. "But I expect to hear from you before the sun rises, fairy."
"Of course. I will contact you directly." Niall agreed. After a brief pause, he added in a soft whisper, almost as if musing to himself. "you really do love her, vampire."10/12/2009 . Edited 10/13/2009 #26
It's not breaking the rules to post a teaser for two different stories in the same day is it? *bites nails*
Here's one from the next chapter of Studybuddies, which I almost have finished :)
I threw on a pair of worn jeans, the kind that only look and feel the way they do because they’ve been worn so much, and a thin, black long-sleeved sweater. Yes, I still wore sweaters in the summer. They tended to be thinner though, and if it gets too hot, I’ve been known to wear a tee shirt.
When I was dressed, I used the bathroom, and brushed my teeth. Then I grabbed my wallet, and walked to the restaurant. Merlotte’s was a nice place. I’d only been in once, when Sookie needed to run in to get her paycheck, so I only got to see just inside the door. This time I went in and asked the first waitress I saw where Sookie’s section was. She pointed in a general direction, and I headed that way. There was only one booth open, and I slid right in, and looked around while I waited. Her section was packed with elderly people, and they all looked happy and comfortable. I glanced around at the other sections and noticed that this one had the most people.
When Sookie came out, I realized why. She had a tray of food for one of her tables, and her warm smile never left her face. She laughed, and talked to her customers, and some of them even showed her pictures of grandchildren, all of whom she knew by name. I even heard her ask one of the couples about their health, and she seemed really concerned and caring, and even suggested something healthier off the menu because the man’s cholesterol had gone up.
Basically, I fell more in love with her as I watched her. I was completely zoned out as I observed her, and I’m sure I had a huge grin on my face. Then she spotted me, and her whole face lit up as she came over to my table.
I stood up and gave her a hug, even though I was pretty sure it wasn’t completely appropriate, but she hugged me back.
“Now, you know not all my customers get hugs like that. You should feel lucky,” she teased as I sat back down.
“Damn straight,” said a voice from the booth behind me. I turned to the side, and saw a small, thin man sitting there with a tiny woman, who was grinning at him and holding his hand.
“Oh, Ernie, hush and eat your waffles,” Sookie giggled.
“Now, Miss Sookie, you don’t just give hugs to anyone,” the old man continued, “Who is this lucky bastard?”
The woman didn’t even blink at his cussing. “Yes, Sookie. Introduce us,” she said.
“Oh, alright. Ernie, Millie, this is my boyfriend Eric. Eric this is Ernie and Millie,” Sookie said.
I slid out of the booth, and went over to shake both of their hands. “It’s nice to meet you both,” I said.
“He’s quite the looker, dear,” Millie said, and I saw a blush creep into Sookie’s cheeks.
*giggles* That was 497 words, so I didn't break that rule! :)10/12/2009 . Edited 10/12/2009 #27
Yay for Mondays! Here's a blurb from Sookie's meeting with Papa Northman from the un-beta'd version of Chapter 22 of Sorry Ladies, Northman's Off the Market
Even as intimidated as I was standing before this paragon of a man, I didn’t forget my manners. One thing Gran had always taught me was that a smile and a polite greeting got you far with just about anyone. So I dimpled and offered my thank yous, which seemed to be the right thing to do. It quickly became apparent that good manners and keeping my mouth shut would be enough to keep him happy.
As for the rest of the crowd, well, let’s just say I was grateful to have a few friendly faces in the crowd with Pam, Amelia and Stavros, even if I didn’t have much of an opportunity to interact with them. I did have a part to play after all, and I didn’t think running to the comfort of my friends would make much of an impression.
The rest of the people in the room presented a bit of a challenge for me, but it was a challenge Eric had prepared me for. At least I knew what I was getting myself into.
Sophie-Anne seemed content to befriend me and treat me as if she were my aging grandmother. As weird as that was, at least it was consistent, and I could handle it. Her father made it pretty clear that I didn’t rate on his scale of importance and dismissed me with a cold nod. Mrs. Leclerq, on the other hand, was loud and vivacious. I may have liked her in another circumstance, but it seemed too fake to me. It was as if she was trying too hard to gain my acceptance. I tried to stifle a laugh when an image of Mrs. George from Mean Girls flashed across my eyes. “I’m not a regular mom, I’m a cool mom.” It was a shame she didn’t have a little Chihuahua in her arms biting at her nipples. That might’ve broken up the tension a bit.10/19/2009 #28
Here's my little teaser from tomorrow's update of Tense & Release!
When I got back to Valhalla, a huge crowd was pushed up against the bar, and I wondered what was going on. The first thing that hit me was the music blaring loudly from the jukebox. Who the hell added this to my jukebox? I looked over to the side of the room and saw Pam standing against a wall, her arms crossed with a haughty look on her face. I couldn’t believe her! The bitch had the audacity to disgrace my thoughtfully created collection of music with a song about humps? Oh, she was going to pay for this. I glared at her, and was surprised when she just smirked and nodded in the direction of the bar. It was then that I noticed why a mass of people had congregated over there.
I had to rub my eyes, because I could not believe what was happening on my bar. Three women were up on the counter, gyrating to the music, their heels surely cutting into the finished wood. I rushed up, wondering why Pam was allowing this Coyote Ugly insanity to occur, when I was stopped in my tracks. One of the women dancing up on the bar was Sookie.
And I also updated the playlist with tomorrow's songs ;)10/19/2009 #29
This teaser is for my new story Over the Moon. Sookie is a telepathic journalist who meets a mysterious Eric. Vampires are in the closet in this world, but she soon learns what he is. In spite of her fears, she wants him . She can't help herself--she's over the moon. If you're familiar with my stories, you know that I post frequently--usually daily. This little taste is from chapter 6 which should be ready to post on Tuesday. (Chapter 5 will be up today.) If you are too young to read fics rated M, please move along to the next teaser.
I found the perfect sized bud and clipped it, but just as I held it to my nose to smell it, I pricked my finger on a thorn. It startled me and I dropped my clippers. I bent over to retrieve them and slipped them into my robe pocket as I transferred the rose to my other hand, sucking on the drop of blood on my finger. The taste of my own blood took me back to the previous night and suddenly I had a thought. I searched the yard but saw no sign of him. In spite of that, I opened my robe and let it fall to the ground. The cool night air was not unpleasant as it hit my body which had been recently warmed by the bath. I knew it was crazy, but I tilted my head to one side and pressed the stem of the rose to my neck, piercing the flesh with a thorn. I dropped the rose, closed my eyes and waited for the blood to trickle down my neck. It was such an oddly erotic experience. I felt the tickle of the blood as it traveled down to my breast. I touched it and then put my finger between my legs.10/19/2009 #30
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