Bella, recovering from a broken heart, meets Edward, who isolates himself emotionally. Their attraction is immediate, but can they be friends and lovers - without the love? BxE, all the regs, some drama, some funny, lemony, language AH

Two beautiful souls humbly traveling life's lonely path, until fate suddenly shows her hand. Will Edward and Bella surrender willingly... A tender, romantic tale of love and life in the clouds.

Unrequited love should never be left unspoken. My entry for the Twilight No Stress Love Fest. AH AU

Follow Bella as she tries to survive a madman's abduction and keep a stranger's child from succumbing to his wild fantasies, and follow Edward as he tries to stay sane searching for his daughter taken right before his eyes.

Mr. Edward Cullen gives Ms. Alice Brandon her first-day orientation in The Office. Who's right across the hall from him and doesn't know he exists? How will Alice help poor oblivious Nerdward? E/B, AH-AU, OOC Lemons. Full of gigglesnorts. Now continued.

You know it’s wrong when it’s kept a secret. That’s how Bella felt anyway about the new relationship with her step-brother. All Human. Bella's POV of My Guilty Pleasure.

Bella's first encounter with Edward instantly leads to a mutual dislike. She is the new girl in town who has attracted more than one admirer and he's the boy who usually gets what he wants. So how will one evade when the other is set to conquer? AH.

Bella is unfulfilled by her previous relationships. She has a certain fantasy that she had not accepted...until now. What will happen when she falls in love with the owner of the most renowned BDSM club on the west coast? Canon Pairings. Enjoy :

"I don't even realize that the air has gotten hazy. Or that it smells like skunk, or that amidst the clouds of smoke, leaning against the wall is Edward Cullen." - AH, E/B, Lemons.

The heat wave lingers. Sweet, savory and slick. Jasper, Rose and I wade through the humid days, content in our relative isolation. We spend June through August at our family lake property, and this summer is like any other. Until it's not.

Upon waking, there's a brief, blissful period in which you don't yet recall the sins of the night before, but eventually, you have to open your eyes. I'm Bella Swan, seventeen years old, cheerleader. This morning I woke up in the wrong bed.