Hello, my wonderful love bugs! How are you?
Eww. That sounds messed up...
Well, anyway. This is the Author's Note Intro + small treat to my one shot series! I hate having so many stories out, so I'm making a collection to increase my average story word count. Yes, I love word counts, sue me.
This is where a random collection of Jemma, Miego, Phandi, and other stories will be placed from now on, because descriptions suck. As a matter of fact, I like posting chapters to stories far more than making all new ones for one shots
If any of you ever want to request something, like a story, though there are no guarantees, this is where I'd do it. Its just easier for me.
I have a ton on my plate, and may not complete my challenge, that I so stupidly chose to curse myself with! But, if I have to fail, I'm working on resolutions. Write more, set up things I've never had, maybe expand to new archives (I'm not leaving, I promise) and other stuff, too.
I have a list of plans I have for next year, and here they are:
January:
•Close Missing Piece Poll (on my profile now!) And attempt to end the story. Also, begin rough drafts of the either prequel or sequel, whatever the result is
•Work on plots for epic new release (Coming Soon! TBA)
•Reach out more to my readers. We almost never communicate!
February:
•End Another Chance, my Haven story. Their archive has died, as has my interest
•Find a damn beta! Anyone who wants to volunteer would be great. I need one. Bad.
•Release my congratulatory "It would have been one year since you met Andrew and you're over him" story. Though I may not be over him. Fuck.
That's all I am going to say for now. I have big plans next year! I love you guys!
Now, for a Jemma teaser, for Missing Piece:
I look down at my hand, covering his, my heart pumping hard in my throat. I don't know how after I told him I knew for two weeks, he still blamed himself for leaving me while I was pregnant, and what happened to Kelsea because of it. Even if he knew I was in danger.
Even if I would've done the same damn thing, had it been him.
"You can't blame yourself, Jax. What your mother pulled was out of your control. I would have done what you did, if it was you in danger. Me not telling you we were going to have a child together, and then you leaving for my safety, is not your fault."
He looked at me, finally. "You'd be surprised what I can blame myself for, Emma."
I want to groan and smack him. He is so stubborn! "I'll tell you what." I slid closer to him, until my side was pressed to his, ignoring the burning in my stomach because I knew it would be taken care of in minutes. "How about we call it even?"
He forced a smile. "Well never be even, Em. One kept secret will never make up for the hell you went through."
"Jax." I plead, giving him my apparently irresistable puppy dog eyes. He sighed.
"Fine. For your sake, we'll call it even." He smiled for real, and so did I. Once again my eyes drifted to our hands, clasped, and the courage I felt a few hours ago returned. A wicked grin crossed my face.
"Good. Because it has been way too long since I've done this."
AAANNDDD CUT! Teaser gone. Goodnight!
Yes, I suck. Welcome to the one shot collection!
