Chapter 24 of TTLBLAH is up!

Yes, I have finally finished chapter 24 of The Thin Line between Love and Hate! I really like where this is going, if I may say so myself.

Sneakpeak: 
Chapter 24: The Importance of Obtaining a Phone Number
Elizabeth was happy to hear that her sister was to be released the next day. The doctor wanted to keep her over night for observation, but was pretty sure it was nothing more than an anxiety attack. Her parents and sister left, and Elizabeth was glad she was alone with her older sister.
"You really scared us," Elizabeth said as she sat down on Jane's bed.
"I'm sorry. Nothing like this has ever happened before," Jane said.
"I know. Caroline came down pretty hard on you, huh?"
"Yeah, and Charlie..." Jane looked away, trying to hide the sadness in her eyes. Elizabeth patted her on the shoulder.
"He knows he was wrong," Elizabeth said. "He's really, really sorry for what he said. He said to tell you that. And to say good bye." At that Jane sat up abruptly.
"Good bye?!"

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A Mortal Ray of Sunshine

I have written a small drabble about Edward's thoughts in New Moon from when he left Bella until she saved him from exposing himself and his kind to the world. I have also published this at fanfic.net.

A Mortal Ray of Sunshine

A New Moon-story

By: jakeline

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I wouldn't mind owning Edward though…

I knew I had been weak when I left her. I have regretted it so many times since. But I really saw no other way. I was a danger to her and her human life. If she was to die, I don't know how I would go on living. I have walked this earth for so long, but it was not until I met her that my life found its meaning.

It had been so easy to make her believe I didn't want her anymore. It's one of her biggest flaws, she thinks so little of herself. She has never truly accepted that I love her for who she is. The look of hurt and anxiety on her beautiful face broke my non-beating heart, and almost made me change my mind. She begged and begged, but I went away.

We removed ourselves from Forks. None of the Cullens's remained. Being a vampire means not ageing, and we cannot stay at the same place for long without rising suspicion. But I had Alice check in on Bella from time to time, with her special talent of being psychic. However, she was not the one who told me about her vision. It was Rosalie.

Rose has never really approved of Bella. Perhaps it is because of her envy of Bella's mortality or that Bella had found it so easy to fit in with us, even wanting to be one of us. It might even be from jealousy since she had been the one meant for me once. Unfortunately I have never cared for her in any other way than that of a most beloved sibling.

Since I was not close to Alice I could not read her mind and knew nothing of the vision until Rose told me. I thought I would crumble and die right on the spot. Although not having to breathe, the wind was knocked right out of me, my still heart, aching. Even if I was not now with Bella, the knowledge of her being alive in the world had kept me going. To be sure I rang Charlie to check if this was actually right. The voice that answered said he was at the funeral and I knew. I knew there was only one thing to do. The Volturi would decide for me. All I wanted was to die. For good this time. I couldn't bear the idea of me being "alive" when she was not. Without her I am incomplete.

The Volturi is kind of the royalty of our kind. They are ancient brothers who like to surround themselves with an army of especially talented vampires. They do not approve of our, the Cullens's that is, way of living. We like to call ourselves vegetarians. We don't feed off humans, but just animals.

So to Italy I went. I begged the Volturi to end my misery. To let me join Bella in death. But they would not. I guess Aro found me too much of an asset, too valuable a talent to let go to waste. Even if Aro's own talent doesn't differ so much from mine, he found mine extraordinary. I don't have to be in contact with the person I want to listen to, though Aro when taking hold of somebody's hand instantly knows every thought that has gone through that person's brain. So, naturally, he knew what I would do if I got rejected, but still he did reject my humble request.

When they turned my humble request for death there was no other choice for me but to show myself to the world, knowing that it was punishable by death. That is the only rule we all have to abide. That no human may knew that we exist. At noon I would step out onto the piazza in the middle of the celebration in all my glory and let the masses gaze upon my sparkling body. Nobody was to hinder me.

My body has long been my prison. It was not until I met Bella I truly felt whole again, as if she was the second half of me that made me complete. So much time has passed since Carlisle turned me.

My Bella… As I stood in the shadows, prepared to welcome the warm sun on my body, I missed her more than ever. I could simply not go on without her. I had no longer any desire to walk among the living.

The clock struck noon and I stepped out into the sun. I dropped the cloak and turned my face toward the sun, letting it flow over me. Then she was with me. I knew the Volturi would act fast, but not that fast. I relished the thought of being reunited with Bella again. I let my nostrils fill with her sweet seductive smell. Let my body welcome her warm embrace.

"Edward, don't!" she exclaimed and tried to force me into the shadows again.

"You move fast," I mumbled to the sky and smiled.

"Edward, look at me," my Bella demanded and I readily complied and stared down into her dark eyes.

"Carlisle was right. This is heaven." My voice was but a whisper.

"No, I'm here. I'm alive!"

"You're not real." I smiled.

"Alice was wrong! I'm not dead!" Her words were spoken almost angrily and urgently. Was this true, was she really here? I could hardly believe it. As woken from a deep sleep I began to realize that she was actually there, alive, in my arms.

"Bella?"

"Please, step back, I'm alive, I'm..." I silenced her with a kiss. Joy filled me, a sudden feeling delirious happiness. She was not dead. I was not dead.

"You're here."

"I'm here."

My heart slowly mended itself and I was whole again. I was complete.

The End

I Remember Love ch 43 up!

Yup, you saw correctly! I have finally been able to finish chapter 43 of I Remember Love, my Becoming Jane-fan fic. Hooray, right? :P Only one more chapter to go, though. It's kind of sad...
Sneak peak:

Part 43: In which we’re having a wedding
July 1815
Jane Austen could hardly believe the wedding was tomorrow. She could hardly believe it was her wedding tomorrow. Even more difficult it was to believe it was Mr Tom Lefroy she was marrying. The day that she had dreamed of for so long had finally come. The day when she became Mrs Thomas Langlois Lefroy.
    She had been to the seamstress earlier in the week for her final fitting and now she could not stop admiring the dress that hung opposite her bed. The dress was perfect. It was really a dream come true. She had always imagined this kind of dress when she had allowed herself to dream of marriage. But she had never thought she would wear it. The lacing was delicate and the dress was modest enough for an ageing, though blushing, bride.

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Something to do on the side...

Some time ago I was approached by a friend at a forum about writing a blog for one of my favourite characters by Jane Austen. I was really happy to be approached and of course said yes to the assignment. So I started a blog for Elizabeth Bennet, thinking it would only be in Swedish, an mainly be something fun for the members of that forum. It's a great forum by the way, if you're into blogdesign, and well, Swedish. :P Anyway, after some posts I just had to start one for Mr Darcy too, and I did. And then I thought, since I prefer writing in English, why not post in both English and Swedish? So, as a result both Lizzie and Darcy now have blogs.

Mind you, it's just recreational, and not very good. I do find it easier to write Darcy's blog, because the novel mainly centers around Lizzie, so I have more freedom there. Anyway, check them out if you are interested... :P

Current Projects part 1 - Northern Sky

I always have a few stories on the go. I thought I'd present them for you, see if anything tickles your fancy... :P

The first one is a story about Lydia, which takes place after her alleged elopement from Brighton. What if she fell and hit her head?

Northern Sky - working title
A Pride & Prejudice- story
By: jakeline


Summary: AU regency fic. What if Lydia got as far as Gretna Green, but falls and wakes up with amnesia. Will this second chance make her more sensible?


Disclaimer: I don’t claim to be Jane Austen or own any of her characters, I merely borrow them as I see fit.


Chapter 1
    “Somebody, please, help me!” She was gasping for air. She tried to scream as she kicked her feet and with waving arms tried to remain above water but the weight of the dress and cloak was dragging her down. It was no use. The current soon caught her up in its grip. She could not find her way up again. It was dark and wet. She was tumbling in the water, feeling as if her lounges were bursting, her head pounding. Had she hit it in her fall?
    She struggled to keep her mind clear. She had no strength left to keep fighting for her life. Her mind began to drift. Silence was all around her. She sank into darkness. Is this it? she thought as she sank to the bottom of the river. She was on the brim of unconsciousness when she felt her body being tugged upwards again. Strong arms folded tightly around her. There was only one thought left in her head, safe, she felt safe.  

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    “Miss? Can you hear me, miss?” a dark voice asked anxiously. Cautios hands were caressing her face and she tried to open her eyes. “Miss? Can you hear me, miss?” Her eyes fluttered opened and she tried to focus on the direction from where the dark voice came. She stared up into dark blue and very worried eyes set in a handsome face. Suddenly aware of the state she was in she tried to sit up. “Do not move, miss. You might have a concussion. You took a really nasty fall, there.” He pressed her gently to the ground again. She let him, she did not have the strength to stay up. He was wet too. Was this her rescuer? Her hero? His dark hair was plastered down on his head, and he was coat less.
    “Where am I?” She coughed as she gasped for air. She tried to remember what had happened. She had fallen into the water, that much was clear, but before that?

She wakes up on the bank of the river, totally deprived of any memory of why she is in Gretna Green or who she is. Her rescuer is a blue eyed northerner, who is very handsome, of course. Sounds interesting?

Chapter 22 of The Thin Line between Love and Hate is up

Yes, I have finished capter 23 of The Thin Line between Love and Hate. You will find hit here. Here's a small teaser:

Chapter 22: All Actions has Consequences
William woke with a feeling that last night didn’t happen. That it was all a dream. Part of it a very beautiful, wonderful dream, the other a nightmare. He knew he had a lot of stuff to deal with this Sunday. The pressure made him want to hide under the covers for the rest of the day, but seeing as he was the head of company he had no choice but to get up. Then there was the whole mess with Caroline, Charles, Jane, Wickham and Georgiana to fix.

He sighed and rolled over on his back, thinking of more pleasurable things. Such as Elizabeth. Who would have thought...? He smiled and closed his eyes and thought of some of the best moments he had had in a very long time. He allowed himself to lie there for a moment, just loosing himself in the memory of yesterday. Her lips against his, the feeling of her hair against his skin, the sound of her voice, her smell...

Introduction to: The Thin Line between Love and Hate

This is the first story I have written about Pride & Prejudice. There will be more, I am sure. It is a modern story with a Shakespearean twist. Basically Darcy and Lizzie were friends in the past, but Darcy thoughtlessly said that Lizzie was not pretty enough to date. Lizzie heard this bit of information and saw red, naturally. Darcy has been living in the US for the passed 12 years, but is now back to run the family business office in Meryton. Lizzie has yet to forgive him.

Sneak peak:
Chapter 1: The Boys are Back in Town
Their fragile friendship began when William Darcy welcomed Elizabeth Bennet to primary school by tugging on her pony tails on first recess. Elizabeth repaid the courtesy by slapping his face. Needless to say they did not see eye to eye on much. Elizabeth and William had been known for their constant quarrelling and hardly a day had gone by without either one of them ending up crying because the other had been too rough on the other.

They had been considered quite good friends throughout their school years and everybody thought that the playful quarrels would turn into love at some point, but that didn’t happen. The main reason was perhaps because William was dating every other girl in school but Elizabeth, or perhaps they really didn’t fancy each other.

But why did not Elizabeth Bennet like William Darcy when it was clear that every other girl in school adored him and would do anything for a date with him? Well, the answer was quite simple. He was constantly bugging her and because he was older and therefore, and at least according to him always right and had to win every single argument. But the reason why she ended their so called friendship was because of something she accidentally heard him say to friend.

“She’s ok I suppose, but not pretty enough to tempt me,” William had said to a friend at his 16th birthday party when asked why he had not dated Elizabeth. Those words were very hurtful to a young lady of 14’s fragile self esteem. It was not that she wanted to date him. She just wanted the pleasure of seeing his face when she turned him down. She poured her drink over him, left and had been avoiding him ever since. Was she forced to speak to him she did it with a high dosage of disdain. She had not even been to his farewell party two years later.

After graduating William Darcy and his family had moved overseas to expand the family business and had been gone and forgotten for ten years at least. One would think that the quarrels of the past are long forgotten and forgiven, but that is seldom the case…

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Reviews of the story:

Goldilocks 92: Hi thankyou so much for the story- I love the mixture of much ado about nothing with pride and prejudice- I always though how alike they were and how well they'd do together!
My only critique would be that I feel you need to stick to one style- in some parts your tone is old fashioned in other parts it is very modern.
Otherwise I think its well written, very enjoyable and I absolutely can't wait for the next chapter!

mrdarcylover: i adore this story already and i can't say that about many fanfics. i would love to be your beta, but unfortunatly i am not qualified. i found it interesting how youv'e made them past friends who have grown apart. i think this fic will be a fun one to read.

update soon please!

So far there is 21 full chapter published and Chapter 22 is well on the way. Will probably update later this week.