HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! 4th Night, Part 1, is up!!

Hope you guys had a fantastic Christmas and that your New Year will be filled with all things good and happy!! 

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FINAL CHAPTER and EPILOGUE of ANDRE is up!

Yes, that sad time has come – Andre has been (mostly) revealed.  I decided to combine the final chapter and the epilogue into one longer post because it worked out so well to do so. 

Heh, warning:  the story leaves off in somewhat the same vein as it all began so long ago…  (That would be Dec 22, 2012 if you’re counting…sometimes Andre would stub up at me and try his cold/silent routine.  I’d just pat him on the head and wander off to write on other stories when he’d get like that.  Perhaps we should wish Emma a fuck-ton of luck with him??)

Thank you so, so much to those of you who took a chance with me and Andre.  He’s definitely one of the really bad guys from SVM, and hell, he wasn’t even mentioned in TB, but his character was so very one dimensional that it felt criminal not to listen to what he might have to say.

Turns out, Andre had a hell of a lot to say – 50 chapters’ worth at that!  Most of it came in spurts, and he seemed most loquacious when torture of enemies and sex with his Emma were involved – odd, that…

Instead of being the cardboard cutout with the word “villain” pasted above that we were supposed to have believed him to be, he became a multi-faceted foul-mouthed, decreasingly ill-tempered vampire capable of surprising depths, tenderness, and gentility…who could kick ass and fuck taking names.  He has a hidden history mentioned but yet to be explored, and his Emma has a few secrets tucked away here and there, too.  That’s what sequels are for.

Emma was a charm to write, too.  Naturally she fit perfectly well with Andre (as designed), but she too became her own person with her own ideas and worries and personality.  

Anyway, I’m goin’ maudlin, so here – read and I hope you enjoy.  This brain-baby is finished.

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EN: ATS Chapter 18 is up!

I figured you guys would rather have a new chapter than me replying to your fantastic comments, although I do plan on getting to them regardless, but…yeah, chapters…!

Your support – from being excited to read the chapters to leaving such great reviews to all the other stuff in between – means the world to me and I really do appreciate it.  You guys are why I hit that “publish” button – I could write all day and all night without posting a thing, but y’all add the fun to the process.

Hope you enjoy – heh, Stan’s a hoot…

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And, just in case you’ve missed them, here are my last four fanfic posts since WP doesn’t always think to do its notification job:

STC, Ch. 28

STC, Ch. 27

STC, Ch. 26

Andre, Chapter 49

Andre, Chapter 49, is up!

Ok, so, yeah, hey…I’m still a being that exists…somewhere.   Been wrangling this chapter around for ages, it feels like, but it’s the penultimate in Andre so…  I don’t know when the epilogue will magically appear – it’s partially written, though, so there’s that.

I just don’t want my brain-baby to grow up, is all.  I mean, sure, I’ll get to hang out with the cast of Andre during the creation of Attaining, the sequel (to both it and Anticipating), but…but that’s “then”…and this is “now”…which isn’t “then”.

So Imma little maudlin…and pouty – bite me.  (Andre…or Godric…or Eric, not y’all.) 

Anyhu, here ya go – enjoy!

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*sinks into the usual “don’t want the fic to end” pout – hey, I’m really good at pouting…it’s all in the lip*

One Night, Part 2 is up

It had been my glorious intention to post a chapter of one of my WIPs (work/s in progress) along with this second part – the way I did with the first part but probably either Decisions or EN: ATS – but I’m a sick puppy so it ain’t happenin’.  I don’t know when a new WIP chapter will magically appear, either, so I’m going ahead and posting this anyway.

I’m sorry. 

I become almost comically irritated when writers start a new story or a new series while their on-going WIPs or series languish away all dusty and forgotten for months…so I try REALLY hard not to do that to y’all. 

So far I’ve managed to either stick with one-shots (that actually remain one-shots) or one-shots that grow to gigantic proportions but are complete BEFORE I post that first Part (as with BNP), so there’s that at least.

That being said:  HERE!

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Also, don’t forget that awards season has descended upon our fair heads:

*Voting in the Fanatic Fanficts Multifandom Awards is open and doesn’t close until May 2, 2016.

*Nominations are open once again in the You Want Blood Awards for a couple more days (it states they’re open for a week and it was posted two days ago).  I’ve been asked if people can nominate more than one story per category but I have no idea since I haven’t had time to investigate the nommy form yet, but surely so?  I mean, our fandom is graced with some fantastic writers, more than one would fit per category I would think?  I dunno…my face hurts.

That’s all, folks.  I’m gonna go whine at my cats (they care, don’cha know…hey, delusions aren’t necessarily a bad thing when you’re all hurty) about allergies and shit.  Fucking spring. 

(Yeah, I’m on meds but not the kind that make me not hurt, dammit, because  doctors are pushed to/would rather pander more against drug addicts than actually give a fuck about their patients in pain but that  rant will have to wait.  It’s a good rant, too…I’ve had it before.)

Oh, it’s Tuesday – how’bout a two-fer?

So these chapters are a little…wordy.  Hope y’all don’t mind?  I’ll keep this short to make up for it all cause it totally works that way, right?

The Revealing of Andre is winding down.  This chapter reflects it in its length, I think.  There is one more chapter planned after this one (although there’s always the vague possibility of it actually being two, depends on the flm) before it ends.  More information about this is in the AN.  Andre, btw, is a bit pissed at me about this…you know how he gets.

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And because I adore you and the love you’re sharing, here’s BNP, Pt. 3 a little early.  I hope you don’t mind too much…

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Enjoy!

It’s another TWO-FER: ANDRE and THE MOON!

Cause I love y’all and stuff.  How do ya like me now??  *blows invisible dust off nails then sips coffee with graceful élan cause I can*

Ha! 

Ok, first up is Andre (cause he finally got off his pouty if really cute ass and started with the talking again):

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And now…srsly, cause I adore y’all:

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Lemme know what you think!  😀

So this is it… Lol, Act 3 of the Andre crack fic is up and that POS is now complete!

Several of you fantastic fuckers have been going through some rough times here lately, and this silly crack fic was meant to bring you a few giggle-snorts, maybe a full-on belly laugh (ok, so I really wanted at least some of y’all to pee your pants laughing, but it’s ok if you didn’t…I won’t pout…much…*dabs eye with tissue*). 

I love thinking that I’ve brought a bit of sunshine, or at least some fun snark, to your life to brighten your day.  Life can suck donkey ass at times and if I can use my words to bring fun and joy to my fuckawesome readers, then that’s what Imma gon’ do.

So here.  This is the third and final “Act” in this mess.   It’s:

Done.

Finished.

Over and…out.

Clicky the pikky and read and giggle and then tell me I’m pretty (snark) — Just don’t tell Andre I wrote this…(not snark) :

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The Revealing of Andre, Chapter 43, is up!

1.  Thank you everyone for your well-wishes and support during the “The Great and Annoying Revenge of the Hands, V. 2015“.  The Site of the Great and Invisible Splinter is now all-but undetectable, and the Stabby-Sore Finger-Joint of Death and Grumbling seems to have finally shut-it.  The Voldemorting Palm Scar seems to be minding its manners, too, so yeah, that’s good.

I wisely and/or lazily gave all of the above a couple days’ extra rest before hovering too closely over my keyboard just in case.  You know how vengeful hands can be.  I wouldn’t want them attacking me in my sleep and I know those bitches…they totally would, too.

2.  For some reason WordPress has become a wise-ass here recently and has decided that aprox. one-fourth of the reviews and comments I receive need, for some reason, to go hide out in either the Pending or the SPAM folder instead of posting normally.  I’ve caught quite a few reviews and other comments from long-time readers as well as from some of my newer lovelies hanging out and being bored in those folders.  I’ll go through and approve (again and again and again), but for some reason it keeps happening.  I’m only letting y’all know about WP’s strange new habit so you won’t wonder where’n hell your review went when it doesn’t show up immediately, but no worries – I keep an eye on those folders. 

Also, I’ve been told by a couple of friends that, apparently depending on their phone’s system?, they sometimes have to enter their comments two or three times to get them to go through.  I dunno if this is a phone thing, a WP thing, or a duck farting in China thing, but it sounds very frustrating.  The comments do come through eventually, though, if you keep entering them.  I guess you have to keep stabbing “enter” or whatever till that duck farts or something.

KEEP REVIEWING, though – review OFTEN and LOTS and all that jazz CAUSE IT MAKES ME HAPPY!  😀  I like being happy!  Happy is good!

Okee dokee, after all that ado’ing, voilà:

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Enjoy!

 

EN: ATS, Chapter 8, is up for your perusal!

Happy, erm, well, just MONDAY, y’all!  😀  I hope you had a great weekend and that your upcoming week is vastly tolerable, possibly even vaguely enjoyable!

Srsly, I hope you enjoy:

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Chapter 40 of Andre + New Group Info

Due to popular demand (ok, I just happened to think of it), I’ve created a Facebook group for my Andre readers (and any other readers who want to join cause I’m all nice that way):  Support Group for Lovers of My Andre.  Any reader is welcome to join and (insert appropriately solemn and serious expression here) together we can come to terms with just how weird it feels to have nice, sweet, gushy feelings toward the former BAMF we all used to love to hate. 

Ok, it’s more for story updates (well, updates on all my stories), reader’s questions about the story (well, any of my stories), whining about the story (stories…me)…   Despite the name, this group obviously isn’t limited to just the “Andre, yes, that Andre, fic”.   😀

But yeah – how weird is it to actually LIKE the formerly beloathed (srsly, I love that word and I totally claim it!) anti-hero?  Heh, well, now we have a place to discuss that!

(I actually have a regular but unpublicized group page, Meridian’s Fanfics, but this new one seemed like fun…)

Come aboard or, um, don’t.  Either way, enjoy the new chapter!

***And if you find the 11 missing words (Word counted 2537 words, yet when I copied/pasted over to WP, WP counted 2526), let me know.  I NEED THEM BACK!  Ugh!  STOP FUCKING WITH MY BRAIN, ELECTRONICA!  Ideas are already running around loose in there – DO YOU WANT THEM TO ESCAPE?????…***

And on that note:

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Valentine’s Night, Chapter 8, is up! (Yes, really…)

*peeps around corner* 

Oops…you thought I’d forgotten this little fic, didn’t you…

Sorry????? 

(*ducks flying rotten vegetation*)

I suspect that I just haven’t been wanting to finish it, ya know?  This Eric and Sookie are near and dear to my heart, and maybe I just didn’t (don’t) want to let them go yet.

I dunno.

Either way, here’s Chapter 8, aka:  Epilogue, Part 1:

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I hope you enjoy!  😀

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**Edited to add:  It seems that WP is being a little bitch about letting people leave comments via some devices, so feel free to comment on FF, AO3, TWCS, or FictionPad if that works better for ya.  Hey, it’s all love!  😀  ❤

Valentine’s Night, Chapter 6, is up!!

First:  VOTE in the TB/SVM Fanfic Awards “You Want Blood” – Imma contenda!!  (9 categories, y’all – I ***still*** can’t believe it!!!)

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Second:  READ!  😀

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The Revealing of Andre, Chapter 30, is up!

I hope you enjoy!

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*Yeah, ok, I know *ANDRE* wouldn’t be wearing glasses, but, um, yeah…just click it and go with it…it’ll allllll be ok……

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♥ ♥ HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY! Valentine’s Night, Chapter 3, is up! ♥ ♥

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I hope it was worth the wait!  Your support has been incredible, and I truly appreciate it.  THANK YOU!!

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Thank you for reading, and let me know what you think.

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Valentine’s Night, Chapter 2, is ready!

Writing my version of Eric and Sookie has been a frightening and exhilarating experience.  Godric?  Sure, no problem…I can do SEVERAL versions of Godric.  Andre?  Absolutely – love my li’l extremely fierce, somewhat pissy Andre!  But Eric?  Sookie?  Erm, well…  Scary.  Envelope-pushing.  Fun.  Rinse.  Repeat.

The support I’ve received for this story has been INCREDIBLE so far, and I’m really nervous about disappointing anyone with Chapter 2..  But I have to admit that every single review I’ve received has been very helpful, encouraging, and, honestly, inspiring.

Without further ado (considering the monumental A/N in the story…):

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Update – of a sort: The Guys, or, What I’ve Been Doing Instead of Writing Chapters

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Eric nudged Godric.  “She’s at it again,” he whispered as he glanced toward his Maker to make sure he was watching her progress instead of pining after his Cara.

Godric obligingly looked over at the busy writer, and allowed a brief grin to grace his firm lips.  “Ah, yes, so she is.”

The Other Eric, the one fervently wishing the short round brunette was writing about himself, snorted.  “She had best come up with something good.  Can you believe it?  She’s got me writing letters to Sookie.  Letters!  Gagh,” he spat.  He wanted action and romance, and while he doubted that the so-called writer would let him, he wanted to command Sookie to look at him while he poked and rubbed her internal love cave until she screamed his name.  He loved it when she screamed…it made him feel like such a man.  He sighed his impatience dramatically.

The Other Godric, the one on the back burner for so very long, scoffed at the other vampires.  He had been patiently waiting to continue his own story with his own Cara for months upon months now.  The waiting was killing him, but he kept a firm hold… anticipating was, indeed, half the pleasure.  “Patience, my dear friends, patience.  She is only one woman with many more responsibilities than just writing her stories, or “fics” as I’ve heard them called.  You must allow her flighty muses a chance to settle down.”

For the millionth time that night, Other Eric once again wished that this Godric of such respect and fame had been his Maker.  He would readily admit that he was thoroughly envious of that Eric for having such a kind, generous, knowledgeable and respectful Master. The ancient vampire had such a presence, such a personal power about himself, and had a reputation the world ’round for being calm, cool, and collected.

Ah well, he considered, at least this idiot writer, who had him writing fucking LETTERS of all things, was attempting to write his story.  That Eric could fuck off for the time being.  And this writer did have a reputation for giving her stories “happily ever afters” – a nice consolation for having to wait for so damn long.

“Fuck!”

The gathered vampires turned en masse at the growled explicative, and all but one was alarmed to see who had joined them in their collective waiting.  However, seeing a third and a forth Eric in their midst didn’t surprise them a bit.

They all nodded warily and shuffled a bit to make room for the tall blond torturer.

“Andre,” welcomed one of the Erics as he shoved a warm bottle of Royalty Blended toward the slightly younger vampire.  At least this writer had the sense to provide them with something better than that putrid True Blood everyone faked a rave about but no one believed.

“She’s on a new story?  Really?  Like she wasn’t slack-assing on enough already,” Andre ranted furiously.  “I’ve got too much to do for her to be wasting her time like this!  I have a fight to prepare for, a kingdom to take over, my Mate to prepare to take her rightful place as my queen, and my normal duties to perform!  I don’t have time for this shit!”  He flung himself into his seat and banged his fist on the table.

Other Godric just smiled in understanding as he placed a restraining hand on Andre’s clinched fist.  “Calm yourself or risk worrying your Mate, young one.  Your time will come.”

The Erics watched as Andre did, in fact, successfully attempt to calm himself.  Shocked, a couple of the Erics wondered just how much power this Mate of his held over him.  No one controlled Andre except Queen Sophie-Anne, and even she worked “with” him, never “over” him.

The writer once again drew their attention as she rose to make herself another cup of coffee.  Well, Godric didn’t notice…he had returned to contemplating just how to get into his Cara’s pants.  Although it was hit and miss there for a few minutes, he had truly enjoyed spending time with her in her apartment, and she seemed to have enjoyed it, too.  Was it too soon to fuck her yet?  They had talked, after all.  He really wanted to fuck her.  And drink her, too, but mainly he just wanted to thrust his hard, cool man part into her soft, warm, wet woman part over and over until they screamed each other’s names.  Then he wanted to do it again.  And again…

Eric smirked as he gave up on trying to keep his beloved Maker’s attention focused, then sighed as he thought once again about this Sookie who was driving him crazy.  Why couldn’t she just admit that she wanted to fuck him as much as he wanted to fuck her?  Well, maybe not quite as much, after all he did have more than a thousand years of sexual experience and knew much more than she the pleasures that could be gotten from flesh rubbing against flesh.  He hated having to admit that he was just as captivated by her fire and her loving generosity as he was with her luscious body.

As the writer finally went back to her seat with two cups of coffee – did she really need one for each hand? – one of the newest Erics began thinking about his own problems with his own Maker who was curiously absent from this impromptu meeting.  He had to do something about rectifying the situation with the FoTS, and he had to be sure that Raban, he mentally cursed the name, paid for his crimes.   The only reason he was wasting time watching the slow-ass writer was because the upcoming chapter, the one everyone was waiting on, was her responsibility instead of the other co-writer of his story.  He admired how well the two writers had managed to work together, and hoped they were serious about giving his story a happy ending.

Finally!  Success!  Her pudgy little fingers were actually banging out words on that rather dusty keyboard!  Ahhh!  A whole page!  She’d managed to write a whole page!  There was progress being….shit.

Annnnd, here comes a cat.  Admittedly he was a beautiful cat, very large with long solid-black fur and a fox-like tail, but damn, he couldn’t entertain his own self to save his life, could he?

Seeing how things were going, Other Godric shook his head and rose.  “Erics, Andre, my son,” he nodded toward his own Child silently observing the proceedings.  He was happily Mated with his own Sookie, but didn’t mind providing silent support to the Erics, and others, who weren’t yet so lucky.

“I bid you adieu.  My story is many more months away, so I shall return to my own Cara.  Godric,” he called, hoping to gain the ancient vampire’s attention, “whatever you’re thinking of doing, don’t.”  He chuckled at his likeness’s guilty reaction.  “Your Cara, if she is anything like mine, will always surprise you and keep you on your toes.  Give her time, let her come to know who you really are, and her love will heal all your wounds.  You may trust me, and yourself, on this.  Treat her with patience, complete honesty, and respect.  Allow your humor to shine through, and your intelligence.  She will amaze you.”  He held the other vampire’s eye long enough to be sure that his warning and advice were accepted before turning to the vampires not his own.

“Erics?  The same advice applies to you, and to you, as well, Andre.  Always respect your women, treat them well and with loyalty, compassion, and sensuality.  Never command or order them for they will not accept your domination.  They are your equals and you will fair best if you remember that at all times.”  When he sensed their discomfort at his last statement, he paused to regain their complete attention.

“Yes, you are older and much more experienced than they are.  Yes, it is your responsibility to protect them, and to guide and educate them about your world.  You will do this in a loving manner,” he commanded strongly, “because you love them, not to own or command them in any way.  Yes,” he snickered at their confused and disbelieving expressions, “I said “love” because that is exactly what you feel for your ladies.  You will see,” he assured them softly.

“Take your time, use your words, and never order, compel, or belittle them.  Listen to them, and ensure that they hear you and your words.  Remember that this is all new to them, and allow them the chance to grow and bask in your respectful admiration.”

With a nod, the ancient vampire was gone.

Slightly shocked and with much to consider, the other vampires slowly departed, each lost in his own thoughts.

The writer grinned.

The muses drank her other cup of coffee and apologized for biting her thumb.

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Introducing Valentine’s Night, a short Eric/Sookie story

Yes, I have several other stories needing chapters (Andre…Decisions…DAC with my co-writer, and we won’t mention any others…) therefore I decided to write a two-, maybe three-chapter short story about how Eric’s marital incarceration coulda/shoulda ended.

I hope you like it – let me know what you think, and if I could continue it or not.

Thanks!

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HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! (and Andre, Chapter 28, is up!!)

Here’s wishing that every single one of you will make 2014 the very best year that it could possibly be. 

Wish for the stars, reach for the moon, and don’t take ‘no’ for an answer unless it really is in your best interest. You are your OWN best friend, and when you work together with yourself, ANYTHING is possible. 

Health, peace, joy, curiosity, motivation, intrigue, excitement, love, giggle fits, and fascination – I wish them all for you.

Here’s Andre:

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I hope you like!

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NEW CHAPTER OF THE REVEALING OF ANDRE IS NOW UP!!

And it’s chock full of smutty goodness, so…ENJOY!!

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Seriously, enjoy, and have a great weekend!

(Yes, I know today’s Wednesday, but I can go ahead and wish y’all a great weekend,    can’t I?  CAN’T I???)

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