Parachute is up for three Walk of Fame Awards: Angst Goddess, Queen of Hearts and Story of the Year. It's up against some major big ones like University of Edward Masen, Master of the Universe and Emancipation Proclamation, so I don't hold any expectation other than getting squashed like a bug. I am also up for three writing awards as well: Rising Starlet, Hopelessly Devoted and Musical Maestro.

I would adore winning the Hopelessly Devoted award. It's for the one writer that you know you can always count on. I think I've proven to you guys over and over that I'm "hopelessly devoted" to you, with the weekly updates and review replies to each and every reviewer. If you head over there and end up feeling that another author up for the award deserves it more, please follow your heart and vote for them. I just ask you to please keep me in consideration. ^_^

That being said, here are your promised teasers! The first from the next chapter of Parachute and the second from Victoria POV that I've written for the Fandom Against Domestic Violence fundraiser. =)

♥ Shel ♥

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Parachute ~ Chapter 36 Teaser:

Bella stood, drenched head to toe, in the middle of her front lawn. Hot tears streamed down her face as the chilly rain pelted her skin. Her mouth was open slightly in shock, as she gazed down with wide eyes at the man she loved more than life itself. Edward's hopeful, joyous face grinned up at her from his stance on one knee. The ring held in his hand was a single brilliant diamond that was simple, yet elegant.

"Isabella Swan, I have been captivated by you since the moment I first laid eyes on you. That love only grew and expanded as I got to know you and saw first hand what a wonderful mother you are to our son. Forever could never be long enough for me, to feel like I've had long enough with you. Marry me?"

She covered her mouth and let out a sob, before throwing her arms around him and shouting, "Yes!"

They fell together, a mass a limbs and lips, their hearts beating both beating wildly. He pulled away slightly and pushed a lock of rain-saturated hair from her face.

"Let's go inside, please. I don't want you to catch a cold."

When they stood, his eyes were drawn to her white shirt, now completely plastered against her bare breasts, her nipples hard and straining against the fabric. His hand reached out to brush against her breast, causing her to become self conscious and cross her arms across her chest. She laughed lightly and nodded her head towards the house.

"Come on, let's get dry."

Edward let out a loud guffaw. "I'd rather keep you wet, love."

His hands wrapped around her waist and he pulled her back to his chest as they tumbled into the house. Sopping wet clothes soon littered the foyer floor and hands roamed greedily.

"Where is our bedroom?" he asked huskily, sweeping her into his arms.

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Victoria POV Outtake ~ "In the End" teaser:

I won't ever be remembered for my common sense. I know most of you hate me and I'm fine with that. I deserve it. I was a bad, bad girl. For those of you who don't know my story, I'll start at the beginning.

My mother married my father for his money and power. When she'd finally had enough, she left and took half of his net worth, including me. He never seemed to mind. He sent an obscenely large support check once a month, but it always felt like a buy-off. Once he re-married and began a family with his new wife, our interactions were even fewer. Who knows how I would have turned out if he had made more of an effort? He's just as much to blame for my upbringing as my mother is. He knew how she was, yet he still didn't lift a finger to keep me.