Aro Lemon TEASER!!

Ugh!!

Time to do some major venting!!!

I mean, I'm writing the story, and EVERYWHERE I turn, Aro is practically begging me, 'Please KlaJaye!!Please, Lemme in her pants!!"

And I just want to slap him, because, Aro's the bad guy!!I've always tried to make sure, sex between my characters was true and honest, and a turning point in the story....

but then I got an idea, and then my Beta encouraged it..

And now I'm playing it out in my mind and it's scaring the Shittockies out of me!

Buuuut, I'm gonna do this...

I place my hand on his shirt collar, the contrast of my pale skin and his white shirt, soaked in blood, it's sex for the eyes.

I slide my finger down, ripping the shirt down the center, and place my pale hand on his chest.

I take my time, placing both hands on his chest, exploring the feeling I'd gone so long without  as I push him gently on the bed.

My hands continue to roam his body, as I straddle his hips.

I circle his pink and erect nipples with my index finger, before brushing the rest of the offending nature called clothes, from his body.

I step back, kneeling in front of him, sliding my hands down his chest and thighs, stopping only when they are even with his length.

I sigh, and fight the urge to just jump ontop of him, and have my way with him.

I've went years without this feelings, and this reunion, when our bodies reunite, should be perfect.

I take the base of his length in my palm, and marvel at how perfect our skin matches.

I pump once, dragging my thumb over the head, and he hisses.

I pum again, repeating the action, and slowly I build up stepped.

He has his eyes closed, fistng the red sheet under him.

I rise slightly, and gently slide him into my mouth, and moan at the familiar saltiness.

He jerks forward, causing his length to go deeper, I don't gag.

He sits up and puts his hands in my hair, and begins moving my head, with the pace he wants.

I accept gratefully, and I hum, when I feel that he's close.

He stands up, and holds my face, and his movements go into turbo, and groans when he explodes in my mouth.

He falls on the bed, in  a state of satisfaction, and I smile, knowing I did that.

He rises slowly, and kisses my neck, and pushes my cloak off my body, and my shirt follows it.

he takes his take removing my pants, but rips the fabric of my undergarments.

He looks me in the eye as I knock him to the bed, and slide myself onto my throne.

Chapters 1-6

Frankly, I've never been one to pre-write, any of my chapters.

In fact, I type them as I come up with them, as I've mentioned before. One thing people wonder is "Where did you get your inspiration?"

Simple!!

I'll message random people who have read the story and ask them, at times even my Beta (Who is epic at turning my insane nonsense into an actual story).

Other than that I'm always listening to music, so that has a lot to do with it, but my biggest secret??

I usually write a chapter after reading a chapter from someone else's Fanfic.

I'm not stealing anyone's ideas, but it does help get my brain juices flowing, (Do not be disturbed by that).

Recently I just updated the chapters, and now I'm waiting for my 6th chapter to be sent back to me.

Once I get that, I'll write the next chapter, and post the 6th.

I'm super excited about what will come of the story, because even now, I wonder how Bella and Edward will end up. In the beginning, I was hoping for a happily ever after, but as I think about the story, I'm sorta seeing it as being continued. I guess i'll never really know until I get there, but as long as my readers continue to read, then I'l be perfectly fine and happy with that.

Writing Mistaken Love

When I first started thinking about the plot for Mistaken Love,

It was an amazing moment for me, because it was one of those things that was at the back of my mind for awhile.

Even when reading Twilight, there were moments where I had to put the book down and think

"What if....."

And I'd spend the rest of the day, playing out different events, and different outcomes in  my mind, even continuing them in my dreams.

When nobody was paying attention I would talk out loud to myself, playing out each character, and imagining how they would say it.

But when reading New Moon, things just got worse.

I've always been big, on women not depending on men, so I assume that plays a part in why I felt like Bella was letting me down.

I wanted her to NOT need Edward, which is why I was Team Jacob for awhile, because he wanted her to have that freedom.

For awhile I would push this one plot down, into a drawer in the corners of my mind, and try writing something completely different.

It seemed to cause a problem, whenever I wrote, it seemed like there were multiple people writing.

I'd gotten SO many emails, and reviews, asking who I was Co-Authoring with, and many were shocked when I said it was just me.

At first I thought it was a good thing, until I went back and actually read my work?

It was terrible, there wasn't enough description in some parts, and too much in others.

In the middle of my stories, it seemed like I rushed to finish it, and solved everything in one chapter.

I was actually ashamed of it.

So I decided to just, take a month or two, and really figure out somethings for myself, and more about myself.

I expected to come back, with a different mindset, but I was completely surprised, when there was one plot, that just kept popping up.

So I began thinking, what if I wrote this plot?

To get it out my system, and just have fun with it.

I mean, I couldn't have gotten worse!

So I took that chance, and within the first day, I was already getting reviews.

My past stories, usually had 12 reviews in MONTHS, by the time I finished it.

I just posted the 5th chapter, and I've been working on it for about a week, and I already have 16.

It may not seem like a big deal to some people, but to me?

I feel like I just conquered the Volturi.

Some people think, I'm one of those writers, that write chapters ahead of time.

I really don't.

I go through my normal school day, and some things might give me ideas, and I might play it out in my mind, but I really don't know what's going to happen next until my fingers type it.

I never know the ending.

In fact, I actually looking to my reviews for idea's too, a way to give everyone that dose of Twilight, that they always wanted.