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Reviewer: ginkoba (Signed) · Date: February 04, 2011 04:26 AM · On: Epilogue

This was a wonderful story. I loved that Jack was the link that kept them together while they worked out their issues. THe kid was amazingly real, did you build him on a child from your life? Bella was strong and not whiney, Edward was wonderful. Kudos on such a beautiful ending. Loved Esme driving off without her!



Author's Response:

{Jack was 50% part my little boy and 50% part of my fantasy child, lmao!}

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: lmw (Signed) · Date: February 04, 2011 04:17 AM · On: Epilogue

I'm so sad the story is over, but I am happy that it ended on such a positive note (a very very sweet note).  Loved the story.



Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: Kuuipo (Signed) · Date: February 04, 2011 03:59 AM · On: Epilogue

Thank you for a most beautiful enjoyable story.



Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: beth cullen (Signed) · Date: February 04, 2011 03:44 AM · On: Epilogue

This was awesome. Thank you for sticking with it and being such a consistent writer. These Friday updates have been a real treat to look forward to!

Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: princesseva (Signed) · Date: February 04, 2011 03:35 AM · On: Epilogue

I really enjoyed your story I'm sad to see it come to an end. Are you going to post your new story to this site as well as FF?

Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: princesseva (Signed) · Date: February 04, 2011 03:26 AM · On: Epilogue

I really enjoyed your story I'm sad to see it come to an end. Are you going to post your new story to this site as well as FF?

Reviewer: mountainlion718 (Signed) · Date: February 04, 2011 02:03 AM · On: Epilogue

wonderful ending! so sad to see it end though. Thank you for such a wonderful story, you should be very proud! :) can't wait for RH!!

Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: srogers108 (Signed) · Date: February 04, 2011 01:08 AM · On: Epilogue

I can't believe it's over!! Thank you for sharing a wonderful story and keeping us entertained, I have really enjoyed this Edward, Bella, and especially Jack. Keep up the awesome work and I can't wait to read more!!!



Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: de kate (Signed) · Date: February 04, 2011 01:01 AM · On: Epilogue

Clap, clap clap, clap, clap, clap...........etc etc!

 

Wow! love your work girl. you should be so pround of this fic, it is one of my all time faves, and it so great that you always had a new chapter every week, cant wait for rabbit heart, very excited.

 

xxxxxxxxxxxxx



Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: SimplieSaphire (Signed) · Date: February 04, 2011 12:44 AM · On: Epilogue

Tears fill my eyes as I see this story come to a close and see how happy this little (HUGE) family will be :'). I loved it all the way through and never once got bored as I have with other stories :). You are an amazing writer and I can't wait for Rabbit Heart as I know it will keep me going just as much.

Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: mada (Signed) · Date: February 03, 2011 11:36 PM · On: Epilogue

Fab story brilliantly written = thank you. cant wait for RH



Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: LVB (Signed) · Date: February 03, 2011 11:33 PM · On: Epilogue

It's been a wonderful ride you've taken with us! Thank you for sharing :)



Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: AnnaWinters (Signed) · Date: February 03, 2011 11:32 PM · On: Epilogue

I so sad that it is over. Ah well that means i enjoyed it. An happy ending afterall.!!!

Can you send me the fanfic link of your new story or the fanfic link of your profile. I'll get the update's faster that way.



Author's Response:

{I'm KitsuShel on FFnet as well. The link is up on my profile here as well!}

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: ara (Signed) · Date: February 03, 2011 11:16 PM · On: Epilogue

i loved ur story :) keep writing!



Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: Intsu (Signed) · Date: February 03, 2011 10:02 PM · On: Epilogue

Thank you for this wonderful story.  I have enjoyed Bella and Jack's journey toward Edward and the Cullen family and their troubles getting accepted.

I am looking forward to reading your new endeavor "Rabbit Heart".



Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: Dillinger910 (Signed) · Date: February 03, 2011 09:55 PM · On: Epilogue

:)



Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: VictoriaCullen (Signed) · Date: February 03, 2011 09:54 PM · On: Epilogue

Perfect ending!  Thanks so much for sharing this story with us.



Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: EdwardxJacob (Signed) · Date: February 03, 2011 09:54 PM · On: Epilogue

AWWWWWWWW!~

Gosh I loved this story. Just awesome!! I can't wait to read anything/everything else you put out. I feel privileged just to have come across this story.

:]



Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: HockeyChick (Signed) · Date: February 03, 2011 09:52 PM · On: Epilogue

Perfect end to a perfect story! OMG! I'm so sad this story is over :'( All the characters were done justice and that's because of you. It was one of my absolute favorites. I'm going to miss it terribly. I can't wait for your new story though.



Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: xlostxinxtwilightx (Signed) · Date: February 03, 2011 09:49 PM · On: Epilogue

You should totally do a sick fic! I really love you're writing and I've been looking for a good sick fic lately. So that'd be awesome!

Good luck on you're next story, I'll keep an eye out for it!



Author's Response:

{Sick as in an illness fic? Or sick as in kinky? LMAO}

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: careolinagirl (Signed) · Date: February 03, 2011 09:44 PM · On: Epilogue

Awesome ending!  I have throughly enjoyed this story.  I loved Jack and the special relationship between Bella and Charlie.  I always feel that most people don't give Charlie enough of a character.  I also love your sense of humor.  I'm currently pregnant and I think I'll remember your "Spawn attempting to claw it's way out of my hoohaw" quote for my husband when the time comes!!  Too funny!  I can't wait for your next story!



Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: Moonliteclipse (Signed) · Date: February 03, 2011 09:36 PM · On: Epilogue

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Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: rebirthfry25 (Signed) · Date: February 03, 2011 09:11 PM · On: Chapter 36

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhh

So sweet...and hot! lolololol

So when when do we here about her getting nocked up and such! I'm sure there will be some menotinous stuff about daily life and his business transfers and such! But oh what joy to here about a little sister on the way no??????

: )

Reviewer: delilah69 (Signed) · Date: February 03, 2011 09:10 PM · On: Epilogue

that was so awesome!! im so happy for them! i feel so sad that is over!



Author's Response:

Once again, I want to say thank you so much for all of the love and adoration that you guys have given to me and Parachute! People are going to get tired of hearing me say how much in awe I am of my readers and their giant hearts, but it's so very true! This story wouldn't have been nowhere near as good as it was nor had the kind of response that it had without my loyal and fuckawesome Verucas! (Heh, haven't heard that in awhile, have we?) I am prostrate at your feet. (Not to be confused with prostate, lol) I owe you all so very much!

The blogs have undergone some work over the past two weeks. KitsuShel.blogspot.com will now be used as a hub for everything that I write, with links to actual story blogs. Parachute's will remain up, just under a different name. Parachuteff.blogspot.com My next fic, Rabbit Heart's blog is up as well. There are a few pictures and teasers up there as well. =) RabbitHeartff.blogspot.com

Rabbit Heart will start posting this Friday, February 18th and will follow the same update/posting schedule as Parachute. The story has already been in the queue here for a couple of weeks, so we should be good to go! I hope that you guys decide to continue on that journey with me as well. =)

♥ Shel ♥

O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O_o_O

Teaser from Rabbit Heart Chapter 1:

The streets were eerily empty as the girl stealthily slipped out of the Beverly Hills house, although one could quite easily exchange the term mansion in its stead. Her shoulders were hunched as she made sure her hood was firmly covering her blond hair, her back laden with only an over-stuffed backpack and a guitar case. She needed to escape quickly, unseen, and today was the best time to make that happen. It was just after eleven pm, on Christmas Eve and there was practically no movement on Santa Monica Boulevard. She traveled on foot for almost three miles before coming across a cab running on the desolate streets.

She quickly stowed her meager possessions in the backseat before climbing inside.

"The nearest Greyhound station, please," she requested as softly as she could, but still within the driver's hearing range.

The older man glanced at her in the rear view mirror. If he thought anything was off about the way she kept her face hidden, he made no mention of it.

"Heading home for the holiday, sweetie?"

"Something like that," she murmured, staring out of the window and watching the lights pass by. They reached their destination in just under fifteen minutes and she handed him a $50 bill.

Reviewer: butifuldevine (Signed) · Date: January 27, 2011 09:26 PM · On: Chapter 28

OMG I LOVE YOU!! If I didn't love this story already you just made me fall for it even more! Bruno Mars Runaway is one of my alltime favorites and no one I know has ever heard it!!! I'm like head over hills for you right now.

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