When Kate Beckett, no-nonsense professional ballroom dancer, takes on bestselling novelist and renowned playboy Richard Castle as her partner for the third season of Dancing with the Stars, will the sparks that fly light up the dance floor, or send their chances for the trophy up in flames?

"Who knew the Queen of England still held formal balls? And who knew she had a soft spot for the story of Voyager?" A quick J/C one-shot involving a dress, a ball and a discussion of protocol; based on gorgeous artwork from Mia Cooper. Find the original under her name on DeviantArt.

Kate receives a peace offering from Castle just in time for the 4th of July. Spoiler: there will be fireworks.

When Kathryn Janeway arrived to speak at a Starfleet conference, the last person she expected to meet was her former first officer, with whom she had completely lost touch in the year since Voyager returned to the Alpha Quadrant. (AU in reference to the relaunch novels, which I have not read…) Beta by Alex, Artwork by E (@random ship E)

Post-Knockout, Castle receives a call he can't ignore. Fourth in my 4th of July series.

"Blinking long and slow, she turns, puts her profile to the ornate brass mirror. A thin, white line pulls at her skin, fainter now, but still tight. Still angry." A season four Castle AU made up of brief episode additions. Complete. Late Castle Halloween Bash 2016 Entry. :)

Happy Fourth of July, America. An AU season 2 hiatus Castle fic. Sort of makes a series out of unrelated "Independence" and "Liberty." Thanks to Airbefore and Caffinate-me for the beta.

"Isn't this a lovely day to be caught in the rain?" AU Lyric prompt fill from tumblr, WellNeverMakeIt. Squeaking in just in time for #CastleFanficMonday. ;)

What might have been between "Knockout" and "Rise." First place entry for the Castle Hiatus Writing Contest 2015. Thanks to Caffinate-Me and Airbefore - we do this better together. Twitter: Kate Christie Tumblr: KathrynChristie dot tumblr dot com.

"'Without the tiger' Panic seeps into his voice as Castle's eyes meet Beckett's across the dark of the bedroom." A three-word prompt fill from tumblr. Now with artwork by the fabulous E.

"Castle, you did not get a Slurpee when it's 12 degrees outside." A very silly little stakeout scene inspired by my hopes for the future of Caskett.

Castle tells his epic tale of manly valor as he escorts Beckett out of her burning apartment building during "Boom." Episode insert/Tumblr prompt fill from Kristungen.

Every summer he disappears. An alternate ending to season 7.

"Kate sits in the weak March light, palms pressed to the rough wooden planks of the sun-warmed bench, and she smiles." A Castle one-shot for spring.

It won't come off. Post-ep for 7x15.

A moment of uninterrupted quiet.

"What's past is prologue." -William Shakespeare, The Tempest, Act II Scene I. An AU season six Castle story.

"Sliding a finger under the sealed flap, he couldn't help the little flutter of excitement in his chest at the prospect of a surprise." Kate sends Castle on a Christmas trek through Manhattan. Fill for a ThankYouTerri prompt as a gift for Hawkgal08 in thanks for her generous donation to the Young Storytellers Foundation. Thanks to Alex and Dia for so much beta.

"The heat of her mouth could wake him from the dead." Maybe not your typical post-ep for "Driven." (7x01) Thanks to Alex (caffinate-me) AND Joy (International08) for beta, but all blame falls to me for this one.

"Dark. If he could just see across the room…" "Fire. The car had been on fire." Immediate post-ep for 7x01 "Driven," written with caffinate-me (@aspen musing on twitter, aspenmusing on tumblr).

"…Give thy worst of thoughts/The worst of words." -Othello, Act 3, Scene 3. After Castle disappears, the only thing keeping Kate Beckett afloat is her conviction that Richard Castle is alive. But in order to return to work, Beckett is forced by Burke to keep a daily journal. 6x23 2014 CastleFicathon. Thanks to Angie & E for gorgeous artwork & Alex for an amazing summer of editing.

Tumblr prompt from Fembot77: A typical lazy Sunday with their little one. If you follow me on twitter, you'll get the meaning behind the title.

The night had been long and dark. My post-ep for "Veritas." Happy Mother's Day to everyone celebrating today.

"She had slept in. And by all signs, the soft, sweet-smelling woman in his arms wasn't likely to wake any time soon." The third in my loosely related series of Daylight Savings themed one-shots. See "Time Saved" and "Time Well Spent."

One thing DC knows how to do is light up the sky on the Fourth of July. How Kate spends her holiday. A one-shot, loosely related to my story, "Liberty," from one year ago today.

"Stop mocking my post-coital haze. It's your fault I'm a puddle of mush right now." A silly, sexy season five scene, no spoilers.

"She woke to his hands smoothing gently up and down her back, the warmth of his body close behind her but out of sight in the dimly pinking light of dawn." A fun, sexy little follow-up to my earlier story, "Time Saved," in honor of the start of Daylight Savings Time today. Thanks to Angie for my awesome "Art-on-Demand," and to Joy for reprising her role as beta-extraordinaire.

Par-al-lax: (noun) The apparent displacement of an observed object due to a change in the position of the observer. Post-ep one-shot for Target/Hunt. Castle/Beckett. Co-written by Kate Christie and Caffinate me.

"Sliding his hands down, he hoisted her up, set her on the smooth, wide, perfectly positioned banister. Whoever built this porch deserved a bonus." This is the 3rd and final M-Rated companion piece to "Unwritten" by Caffinate-me. Co-written with Kate Christie.

Co-authored by Kate Christie and chezchuckles, a post-ep piece for Significant Others. THE DINNER between Beckett and Meredith. Posting on my account now.

"So you're flying us up to your house in the Hamptons—in a helicopter—for beef stew?" "You make it sound so... pedestrian." A fun, silly, now M-rated Beckett's birthday fic, based on tweets from WriteRCastle(underscore) and MuseKBeckett sent on November 17th. Part 3/3.

Yaw: "To deviate from an intended course." A quick and dirty post-ep to "Significant Others."

Here's to thirteen being their lucky number. "So where are we going?" "Nowhere. Anywhere. Don't really care, now that you're here." A New Year's Eve story that can be read independently or as a companion to "Wishes."

"You'd better hurry up, Castle. I'm almost laced up, and you're on the clock with the Zamboni." A coda to "Wishes." My story from the 12th Precinct Christmas fanfic competition, which tied for third in the popular vote.

"Apparently there was really only so much of the Castle-Rogers family Kate could take on any given holiday." A Thanksgiving chapter of my sequel to "Enlightenment."

How Castle and Beckett spend their extra hour at the end of Daylight Savings. Hint: it doesn't involve sleeping. At all.

My post-ep for Probable Cause. "His warm breath washes in reverent preamble before the soft, sure brush of his mouth finds the edges, just exactly where he knows the touch won't sting, won't make things worse. An invocation that walks that perfect line between too much and not enough."

"Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence" –George Eliot (Mary Ann Evans) Third place from the judges in the 2012 12th Precinct Halloween Fic competition.

Fun, flirty "Murder He Wrote" post-ep. "She is wearing a dress. And not just any dress—no, some red and white clingy, flowy, dotty number that cinches at her waist and flares out in a little skirt, and oh God it's a little skirt, and her hair is down and her makeup is softer and she's switched out her jewelry and since when does Beckett wear bangles anyway?"

"She woke to the sensation of movement, a strong arm banding around her waist, dragging her back against his chest." My A/U version of their trip to the Hamptons. This one is definitely M.

"If he's going to remember a view from this case, there's no question it will be that one." A sexy post-ep for "Cloudy with a Chance of Murder."

Nipping at the tip of his presumptuous tongue, she finally gets his attention and manages to drag herself away from his lips. "Castle!" "What? You and your hot little hand started this!" Elevator Fic, also known as my silly, sexy little post-ep for "After the Storm." Thank you, @dtrekker for my wonderful graphic!

If it were possible for time to stop, for the earth to pause in its spinning, it would happen for them on this night. The hours between "Always" and "After the Storm." Now complete.

Kate has a sudden realization that she is ready for more with Castle. As a result, she needs to revamp her lingerie drawer.

"She woke to his hands pressing her shoulders to the mattress, his chest resting firmly over hers. She felt the cold sweat, the gooseflesh, the tracks of tears. Her muscles were tight—she had been fighting him." M-rated content from my story, "Jump," to fit in after chapter 9.

"She knew she must have painted quite the picture—hair plastered to her head, saturated tendrils trailing over her shoulders, skin flushed from the heat, cheeks flushed from anger, and all of her slick and dripping." Kelpie-A Celtic water sprite appearing as a maiden with dripping hair, known for luring men into the water to drown.

Happy Fourth of July. A one-shot, because everyone should get fireworks on the 4th.

"If you haven't figured out by now that I would do absolutely anything for you, then I have grossly underestimated your ability to ignore the obvious." When Johanna reappears Kate begins to doubt her sanity, until Castle falls down the rabbit hole, too.

"So rather than call me or text me or read one of my books, you decided to drive over at ten minutes 'til midnight in your pajamas?"

Kate and Rick explore new, lingerie-inspired aspects of their relationship. M-rated content from my lingerie story, Enlightenment. This one has emotional content and character development. And fluffy, smutty, Casketty goodness. Gotta have that.

"She pushed, because tonight was about pushing, shoving, knocking each other off balance." Spoilers for 47 Seconds and the Limey promo.

Sometimes reality is immeasurably better than the best his subconscious can come up with. One-shot. Plot? What plot? Seriously. One tiny reference to "Pandora." And yes, this is rated M.

Post-Ep for "Dial M for Mayor." He just can't keep his secret any longer.

Quick post-ep for "'Til Death Do Us Part." Couldn't resist. They dance. Walls fall. T rating is for language only. One shot, 'til someone tells me different.

Why the long look during the eulogy? What made Castle finally admit his feelings? Yes, it was 7 months ago, but it could have happened this way. Missing scene from season 3 finale. Caskett angst, fluff, & smut, not necessarily in that order.

Kate wakes up after open heart surgery.