Getaway Ch 67: Turning a New Leaf

Charlaine Harris owns almost everything. I own the rest.

Thank you to everyone that guided me in this chapter especially, SeriousCrush, ELW1, and TeaCupHuman, who all gave me such wonderful ideas, I had to write them into the story! Thank you again to EricJacobLover, ILoveVampiresSoWhat, and IkeaGoddess for your help with Black Light District names.

I need to say thank you to the handful of you who have been with me from the beginning, reading, reviewing and encouraging me to write! I would have never gotten to 67 chapters without you!

SeriousCrush, you have done so much for me: 41 chapters, over 123,000 words, countless hours of brainstorming, and constant loving support and guidance. I love you for all of it, but love you most of all for showing me that I could do it.

Big love to my family: who all endured my absence (sometimes more than others) over the last nine months while I wrote this. I am the luckiest woman in the world to have their support and love in everything I do.


Turning a New Leaf

As I looked back over the time Eric and I had spent together since that fateful day when it all began, it made me smile. My life had changed so much, and I had enjoyed every minute of it. True, I had been afraid of change…..but it was something that really needed to happen to my stagnant life.

The same was true now. I was finally ready to say goodbye to my human life. I was ready to be with Eric. Forever.

When I had packed my clothes for our trip to Iceland, I had no idea what was in store for us. I would have never guessed that Eric would have opened his life to me, finally giving me a chance to open mine to him. It was the best thing that had happened to our relationship. He taught me how to relax and how to be myself. I didn’t even know who I was until he opened my eyes.

Through our work, I had built strong relationships with members of the various clans, and felt accepted for who I was, celebrated for my otherness. I had finally found a place where my telepathy truly was a gift.

I was afraid that after I was turned, I would lose the gift that I had just learned how to utilize. I voiced my concerns to Eric, and he answered as honestly as he could.

“We will have to find out. I have researched our historical records, and there has never been a case like yours. Although….I have met a few demons that share your gift, so perhaps it is something that can survive the constraints of the human realm. Most vampires discover they have a natural ability, maybe this will be yours…..”

Even though Eric held no definitive answer about the future of my telepathy, I felt reassured somehow. “Is flying an ability that vamps do or don’t have?”

Eric nods, and I cannot hide the look of disappointment on my face. He speaks immediately, “I’m not saying that you will only have one ability. Patience Lover. If nothing else, I can always take you flying.”

Talk of my telepathy, of course, led to a question that needed to be asked: what if I couldn’t do my job anymore? So much of my work depended on two things: my telepathy and my human-ness. Wasn’t that what we were advertising? ‘You can trust a vampire to respect your human life!’ What kind of a message would I be sending to all those humans out there, where with one final blood exchange, I would lose the thing that made me relatable?

“What do I say to them…when they ask me why I didn’t think being human was good enough? Why I gave up everything and threw my life away? What happens when I become a target for their hate too?” My voice became more and more unsteady as the scenario of angry protesters targeting me spun out of control in my head. My chest tightened, and the words on my tongue wedged into my throat, making it impossible to continue.

Eric laughed quietly and rubbed his hands down my arms, pushing the anxiety away from my body, letting it drip onto the floor. “Lover. Your human life was good enough, and you didn’t give up anything. You chose a new life with me, for love. If that doesn’t speak for your goodness, I don’t know what would! And you know as well as I do that they hate you just as much as they hate me. You are there, defending me, willingly, and they hate what they don’t understand.”

I laughed at his honesty, and knew he was right.

Eric and I spent hours discussing my new life. Mostly it was me asking a thousand questions and him answering…..well, mostly answering. He got distracted easily, especially if I happened to be naked.


I cried when I stopped by Jason’s house, and said goodbye to him. He tried to talk me out of it, as I knew he would, and all I could do was explain to him that this was something I wanted. It was very similar to the conversation I had with Amelia when I told her.

Claude and Dermot stopped by for a minute near the end of my discussion with Jason, and they both shook their heads. I explained to them that Eric had not talked me into it. This was a decision I had made consciously. This was something I wanted with every fiber of my being, I was not being turned against my will. Which is exactly how it should be.

After seeing Jason, I walked through Gran’s house, watching Tara’s kids running around my feet, enjoying the sounds of life in the old house, and knew that I did not belong here anymore. Tara was surprisingly understanding, and smiled with a hint of jealousy at the idea that I would never age and fall apart with her. She hugged me, told me she loved me, and that she was glad I had found happiness with Eric. She and Amando were very much alike, and surrounded me with love and support. I was grateful.

Merlotte’s was my next stop. I asked to talk to Sam privately in his office. He knew he wouldn’t like what I had to say, and on the short walk down the hall, he steeled himself, tensing his body, protecting himself from whatever hurt I was going to inflict. Sam had really good instincts. He always had. I told him and I wished it didn’t have to be this way. He was hurt and angry, and without saying a word to me, he walked to the door, stopping to hug me tightly, sharing the warmth our bodies had in common for now. Sam never said a word to me, and I left Merlotte’s with sadness at the loss of my friend.

Tonight was the night we were going to tell Pam, which would hopefully have a better outcome than the silent goodbye with Sam.

I drove straight to Fangtasia, and found Eric and Pam working together on something in Eric’s office. Paperwork for the bar, preparing for an audit by the looks of it.

When I entered the room, Eric stopped and smiled at me. Pam flashed me a quick smile, and went right back to work. It took her a few seconds to register that Eric was no longer interested in paperwork, and that I had something to do with the change of conversation.

“Pam, we have something to tell you,” I started, cautiously.

“What? Have you finally decided to come over to the dark side?” She guessed in her flat offhanded way. She was in business mode, and was anxious to get back to finishing the work in front of them. I nodded slowly, a smile creeping across my face as the idea registered in her brain. “No shit?!”

“No shit,” I repeated.

She looked at Eric who was beaming at Pam’s reaction. Pam rushed around the desk and swept me up in a bone-crushing hug. I groaned and managed to get out the words, “Still human….” She dropped me to the ground and smiled at me, her eyes dancing.

“It’s about fucking time. Welcome to the family, sister.” Pam grinned.

That had definitely been the highlight of my day. It got even better later when Laurie came by to see Pam, and it was the first thing she told her. Laurie smiled at me, and cautiously congratulated me. I’m sure Pam was waiting for the day when Laurie would catch up to me, I could tell by the way she watched her reaction with a hopeful eye.

Over the last few weeks, I had ‘interviewed’ the vamps that came into Fangtasia. Almost all of them, except for the really old ones, remembered the first year as the hardest, the hungriest, and the most dangerous. I could try and convince myself that it wouldn’t be like that for me, with a maker like Eric. Pam assured me that he had taken care of her in ways she couldn’t begin to understand until she met other vamps.

Eric had come up with a brilliant plan. We requested time off of work, and booked the tickets. Paris, he said, would be the perfect place to begin my new life.

I knew from my ‘research’ that makers didn’t usually spend eternity with their child, but each time I asked I got the candid response ‘Of course, that was before the great revelation, during a time where we couldn’t openly choose and prepare the one we wanted to bring over.’ Eric and I were different.


On my last day as a human, I made plans with Ella. I really needed someone to talk to and found myself wanting her with me. I got up early and spent the late morning, by myself, lying in the sun. I tanned nude again, this time setting a timer so I wouldn’t fall asleep and get burned. I had no idea if my skin would remain at least somewhat golden, but it wouldn’t hurt to try.

A quick shower cooled my heated skin. Ella arrived right in time, and we left for our day out. She drove straight to the Black Light District, taking me back to Slique, the salon we had visited when I had my nails done. Ella had booked most of the afternoon for me: hair, eyebrows, waxing, manicure, pedicure, and a facial. Slique offered a package deal for humans in my particular situation, which is why we came here. The staff was all very serious and careful, handling me delicately. The sun had lightened my hair a little, so all they had to do was trim a little off the ends. It was odd to think that this would be the last haircut I would get. My nails were shaped beautifully and painted soft pink, to match my toenails. When I looked down at them they looked like little gumballs in a row. The staff was meticulous, and they let me make every decision, down to each hair. I had never been so conscious of my physical appearance before, and when we were done, I felt confident and happy with their hard work.

By the time we were done, I was starving. I had enjoyed one of my favorite meals for breakfast. Biscuits, sausage, gravy, eggs, and coffee. I didn’t normally cook so many different things for myself, but I knew it would be my last chance to enjoy my favorites. Ella decided that we should have ice cream for lunch. Seemed like a good choice!

The pseudo blood-splashed walls of Midnight Bite were just as startling during the day, and although it was late afternoon, the ice cream parlor was remarkably empty. Most of the tourists waited until dark, attempting to get a glimpse of a vampire. In an ice cream parlor. Yeah, right. The young man behind the counter was dressed to fit into the Fangtasia crowd, but didn’t sport the fake fangs like his coworker had. I talked him into giving me a tiny scoop of all my favorites, making a reasonably large banana split, that wouldn’t make me too sick. This way I could enjoy a little bite of everything. He didn’t ask why my order was so weird, and went to work, happily scooping 12 flavors and took my money. Ella got strawberry sorbet this time, and she smiled at the plate of melting sweets in front of me.

“One more stop,” Ella said, as she pointed down the street.

The Satin Lining was a quiet combination of a funeral parlor and luggage store. Coffins were lined up along the wall, on a large rotating rack. A woman came into the showroom and smiled warmly at us both, offering to help us.

Ella spoke up. “My friend needs to be fitted for a travel coffin. Top of the line. Full security locks, cushioned lining, fireproof, lightweight, and do you have anything in pink?” Ella smiled pleasantly, as I giggled at the last request.

“Of course, right this way.” The woman smiled as she realized we weren’t tourists. Ella clearly knew what she was looking for, and I had the money to pay for it. She led us to a room in the back that displayed sleek coffins that looked like sleep-pods from a sci-fi movie. She smiled as she pointed out a brushed aluminum model. It was small and pink.

“It has a thin layer of stainless steel for strength, a washable satin liner, and top of the line natural rubber gasket that is fireproof and light tight. Because it is anodized aluminum, the color won’t scratch or chip off, like other models that have been painted. The color is infused in every molecule of aluminum.” She reached over and popped the external latches, and the lid hissed open on hydraulic hinges. “You can see here, there are security locks on the inside, which cannot be opened from the outside. There are four locks, two for each side, reinforcing the hinges, making the coffin completely safe. This particular model also has a five star air travel rating by Annubis Air.”

I reached inside and felt the lining. It was cool and smooth, and underneath, it was heavily padded with foam, cut in the contour of a body. I gulped then asked, “Could I try it out?” I might as well get used to the idea. After all, I would be traveling in one of these for most flights Eric and I would take.

She and Ella lifted it off the display rack and put it on the ground, the saleswoman holding it open for me. “Um, do you have a flashlight or something? I’m afraid I won’t be able to see what I’m doing.”

The saleswoman smiled brightly at me, and said, “There’s a light and mirror inside, in case you need to freshen up after a long flight.” She pulled back a piece of material to reveal the hidden mirror and light, and flicked it on for me.

I had never been a fan of small spaces, and although Eric had reassured me that it’s not possible for vampires to be claustrophobic, the thought of willingly crawling into a coffin as a human was something that gave me the willies. But here I was, crawling into the coffin, pulling the latch overhead until the lid thudded into place. I was grateful for the small light, and fumbled with the latches until I got them all into place. I knocked on the lid, at which point the saleswoman attempted to open the lid. It held tight. I was sold and made my way out of the tiny space as fast as I could and bought it.

The saleswoman swiped my credit card and helped us load it into the back of Ella’s van. As the van door clicked shut, the reality of what I bought sunk in. I bought a coffin. For myself. Weird!!

The ride home was quiet. I had a lot on my mind, details I needed to get straight. As Ella pulled into our driveway, I asked her for the twentieth time, “You’ll be here, right? When I wake up?” Ella nodded, comforting me “I might not get too close, but I’ll be here,” she joked. We lugged the coffin into the front room and sat down to catch our breath. Eric was still sleeping. The sun would be down in an hour.

“Where to?” Ella asked, waiting for me to tell her where I wanted to go for dinner. We drove to the restaurant where Ella and I had first met, The Olive Street Bistro. The hostess led us outside, where we could enjoy the sunset, talk and enjoy our meal in private. I ordered a small meal, which was delicious, but not nearly as delicious as the entire menu of desserts I ordered. I knew I couldn’t finish them all, but between us, Ella and I certainly made a dent in them. We pushed away from the table, feeling full to bursting. Ella asked, “Is it ok if I take these home to Miles? He will go crazy for the chocolate torte!” I nodded, happy that her adorable son would benefit from my eyes being bigger than my stomach.

We talked the whole way home. She double-checked the itinerary for our flight to Paris, so she could be sure to get us to the airport in time. We both squealed several times at the thought of Paris in the spring, with the man I loved. True, I’d be a baby vamp with a lust for blood, but I would see the Eiffel Tower, the Arc De Triomphe, the Louvre, and the Notre Dame! I could hardly wait!

I promised to send postcards to Ella, and as I hugged her goodbye, I cried in her arms, overcome with gratitude. “Ella, I love you so. I don’t know what I would do without you!”

“I love you too, Sweetness, now go enjoy your night with your husband. I’ll see you in three nights.”

Eric greeted us at the door with a look of surprise to find me crying. “I was going to ask if you had a good last day…..” he trailed off, and then smiled as he felt that happiness was the source of my emotions.

“Good night. Sookie, I’ll see you when I pick you up for the airport! Eeee!” We hugged again and Eric laughed.

She drove away, leaving Eric and I alone, to enjoy our night.

“I like the coffin you chose, the pink suits you.” Eric smiled warmly as he touched the smooth metal. “Mine is the same brand, although some of us,” he motioned to his height, “have to wait for weeks for our coffins to be special made. Speaking of that, I’m going to get mine, so we’re ready to go.”

Eric disappeared, and then came back with his travel coffin propped like a toy in one hand. It was a his and hers matching set, well almost matching….except for the pink. He smiled. “This is really happening, isn’t it?”

I looked up at him and said, “I felt the same way after I bought it. Like everything became more real somehow!”

“You look beautiful. Did you have a good time at the salon?” I nodded and told him about my day of binging on sweets. “You only live once, huh?” Funny. I smacked his chest.

“I need to pack.” And when I was done, I felt ready. With my luggage tucked neatly next to my coffin, Eric and I went downstairs.

Eric had filled the room with electric tea light candles. They ‘flickered’ softly, giving the room a creamy glow. Vampires and candles don’t go well together, and this achieved the effect without the risk.

“So, um, how does this work?” I asked, nervously twisting my hands.

“First,” Eric answered, opening the buttons holding my shirt together, “you get undressed. Then, I get undressed….”

I stepped out of my jeans and helped him out of his. Soon, I wouldn’t notice the coolness of his skin.

As his fingers gripped the edge of my panties, I looked away, “I’m sorry I can’t give you another gift, it hasn’t been long enough.”

Eric caught on right away, “Lover, as much as I enjoyed giving in to my blood lust, there is nothing that would satisfy me more than waking up to you every night for eternity, starting now. It is a small price to pay.” His tenderness made me want to cry again.

He captured my lips with his mouth, quieting my mind and setting my body on fire. My palms slid across his silky skin, his muscles contracting under my touch. I scraped my tongue across his fangs, and then pushed my tongue in his mouth, offering him the first taste of blood. He moaned and sucked, pulling my body closer to his, crushing my breasts against his chest.

We had been slowly moving towards the bed, and when it brushed the back of my legs, I relaxed into it, urging Eric to follow me. His mouth left mine as I fell, and his eyes were fixed on my breasts, which jiggled as my body settled against the soft clean sheets. He licked his lips and then delved forward, hungrily sucking one nipple and then the other into his mouth, rasping his fangs against my sensitive skin. I arched towards his mouth, and then rolled my body, lifting my hips up to try and touch him with my wet heat. He shuddered as his cock grazed my slit, and forced himself to pull away. “Not so fast….”

Eric returned his attention to my body, pushing my hips down against the bed as he positioned his face between my legs. He traced the edge of my sex with his tongue, awakening every last nerve in my body. I opened my legs wider, silently begging him to proceed. His tongue darted inside me and swept up and rubbed my clit. He repeated this movement over and over again, until I was gripping the sheets and panting for breath. When he sucked my swollen clit between his lips, I was undone and screamed, releasing a flood of moisture into his hungry mouth.

Eric sat up, smiling with puffy lips, shiny with traces of me, kneeling between my legs. His cock jutted up from his lap, pointing towards me. I propped myself up on my elbows, to watch him. He pushed a finger inside my pussy and pumped in and out until my breath caught again. He curled his finger and rubbed on my g spot, my head fell back, tightening my neck, constricting the orgasmic scream trying to escape my throat.

With his hand now covered with cum, Eric stroked his cock with a firm grasp. Giving his dick the same glossy sheen as his lips. He pushed down to the base, aligning his cock with my body. One thrust in was all it took. My body trembled, his body stilled, waiting out the tremors that seized him as my pussy contracted around him.

I lifted my hips to meet each thrust. Eric growled and drove into me, harder and faster than before. The room filled with the energy flowing between us as he got closer and closer. Without missing a beat, Eric asked quietly, “Are you ready?”

“Yes, I love you.” I breathed, stifling the fear in the back of my mind by focusing on the pleasure of this moment.

Eric leaned over me, his mouth hovering over my pulsing neck. His fangs slid into my skin, and for the first time, he did not hold back. He devoured me. I could feel my heartbeat echo through his body, reverberating in his still lungs. He shifted his body and pushed a hand between us, rubbing my clit, sending one last orgasm rocketing through my body. I felt my heartbeat slow, and my body struggling between fear and pleasure as the force of my orgasm pushed more blood into his open mouth.

Eric sensed my fear and bathed my body with love and comfort through the bond. I felt so tired, and could no longer keep my eyelids open. The fear of death slipped away from me, as the comforting black of nothingness enveloped my limp body. “Stay with me. Forever.” His words filled my mind as his blood filled my mouth. I swallowed, over and over, filling myself with him, coming to awareness again, feeling the pleasure again. I moaned and grabbed his wrist, drawing from the wound. I had never wanted him so much, never needed him so much. I bit into his skin, keeping the blood flowing, which forced a growl out of his lips as he came in violent jerks. I felt love, power, happiness, and something new…and then I fell asleep and everything went dark.

The End


I am only going to ask you one last time. Will you please review Getaway? Be sure to message me with ideas for more stories too, I always love a good brainstorming!

Are you ready for the sequel? Read on… La Vie En Rose

59 thoughts on “Getaway Ch 67: Turning a New Leaf

  1. kittyinaz says:

    Love this story! I just spent last night and today reading this. Nice balance of story line and lemons. I have read HEA’s that nothing more than one huge lemon, no story line. I couldn’t get through them, because lets face it, if you all that happens is sex, what real incentive is there in reading? Instead you gave gave us a story, tastefully lined with lemons that made this a joy to read. And yes, here I go off to the sequel!


    • Oh my god, that must have been one hell of a long night/day reading!! 🙂 Thank you so much for such a lovely review detailing exactly what it is you love about my story! I do try to balance the lemons with a story line, so thank you for mentioning that! There wasn’t THAT much plot going on in the story…just enough to fill the gaps between the sex. LOL. Some of my readers have said that I have a sneaky plot, that I slip it in without anyone even noticing. 🙂 I really am so glad you loved the story! Thanks again!


  2. NorthmanJealousy says:

    So this is my first review. I’ve spent the last week or so reading Getaway. I loved it! In fact this last chapter made my eyes water.

    Your Sookie is so much fun to read. I really like her. In fact I am totally jealous of her.

    Thank you so much for allowing me to have a continued outlet for my Southern Vampire Mysteries. I love the books (obviously) and I love the show, but I love the “love” in your stories. Oh and the lemons of course! I enjoy getting to delve deeper into the relationships. It is a wonderful change of pace and whole separate kind of fantasy.


    • HOLY crap, that’s a lot of reading to do in a week! 🙂 I’m so glad to hear that you enjoyed it, and thank you so much for reviewing. Sorry it took me so long to reply, I had a very busy weekend editing and writing.

      There are several things about CH’s books that make me crazy, like Sookie and Eric having each other, but not happiness…and Sookie being so damn stubborn all the time…and the lack of sex between them! That’s why I started writing, because I needed more too. 🙂

      Thanks again for reviewing, I hope to hear from you more. 🙂


  3. Maggie says:

    Loved it. I like that there was no major angst in your story (plenty of lemons too *sigh*) I get so sick of fanfics with whiney, stubborn, childish Sookie in them. I think I’ll scream the next time I hear (read) Sookie bitch about being a “kept woman”. God I’ve come to hate that particular phrase. What an incredibly old fashioned and stale view of life that is. Independence can still be had even if your man wants to spoil you a bit. Can’t she just be bloody grateful that Eric cares enough to want the best for her? Another annoying habit of hers is how she runs away every time there’s a sign of having to have an adult conversation. “I’ll think about it tomorrow” seems to be her usual procrastination technique. Sorry, but Scarlett O’Hara she ain’t.
    I’ve spent the last three nights reading this story and now onto your next story even though it’s two o’clock in the morning here. What can I say…can’t get enough 🙂


    • Thank you SO much for that amazing review. I am so glad you enjoyed it, even if it is a little fluffy and focused on sex. 🙂

      I also hate that Sookie complains about being a kept woman, and runs away from everything (except drama, which she seems to roll around in on a daily basis). I make it a point to not write a whiney stupid Sookie (although I have to say, she is a little stupid in Switched, but she comes around.), and I’m glad to hear that you enjoy my uncomplicated writing style.

      Thank you so much for sharing the love with me, I can’t tell you enough how much I appreciate it. 🙂


  4. theladykt says:

    Sweet end to this chapter of her life. Thanks for writing and sharing!!! glad you found a home here as opposed to “site which shall not be named” I refuse to read there anymore with the censorship and bullying (Thats why I love TWCS and blogs). Off to read the sequel


    • I’m so glad you enjoyed the final installment. I think it’s the only way Sookie could ever spend her life with Eric. 🙂 I must say I love my blog MUCH more than FF, here, I’m allowed to write what I want, and that’s great for me, since I write smut, which is not allowed on FF. I still post on FF, but I edit what I post because I’m trying to follow their rules (which saved my ass when I wrote Switched and one of the moral police found me…but no MA content on FF). I guess if people want to read what I write, they’ll come here. 🙂 Thanks for following me!


      • theladykt says:

        FFn has just gotten pathetic. Between the censorship and the bullying from Literati Union and Lawlclan, I refuse to read anything new anymore. Hope that people move to blogs or over to TWCS.


      • I can’t even imagine! I got a lot of flack about editing my stories from some of my readers, complaining it was too much work to jump back and forth, but what other option do I have? The great thing about FF is the readership. LOTS of people read there. What I don’t understand is why the site doesn’t enable 18+ filters and allow MA stories. Problem solved. Seriously. Oh well…I guess they’ve got to complain about something.


      • theladykt says:

        Blame JK Rowling. My understanding is that they used to have a MA rating. However since they didnt have any way to filter (and refuse to do so) and they allow guest reading/reviewing, JK Rowling supposedly said she would not allow fan fiction of her work if they didnt remove it. Thats what I was told. Its part of the reason TWCS got started couple of years ago in the big purge of FFn.


      • Wow, really? I had no idea. If that’s true, I’m surprised. Especially in light of her most recent novel, which is for adults and has MA themes. Maybe she just wanted to protect her young audience. It’s just silly they don’t put a filter in place. You know?


      • theladykt says:

        Agreed but then they would have to actually do something proactive and guest or unlogged reviewers would not be allowed to harass, flame, and badger authors. LOL


      • So true…at least the guest reviews can be deleted on FF pages. that’s about the only highlight. 🙂


  5. Meridian says:

    I’ve heard of a lot of dissatisfaction over at FF, and was wondering if any of y’all have experience TWCS? I’m considering posting over there, too, but I’m looking for easy-peasy, not irritated assholes bullying writers like FF.

    Also, has anyone tried It’s really simple to post over there, fwiw.


    • I thought about posting on places like TWCS and a couple others, but what I really wanted was complete control. (I’m a control freak for sure). I really like the freedom wordpress has given me, but since I already had a following on FF, I didn’t really need to build one here, well, I did a little, but a lot of people followed me when I made the switch. So I guess it just depends on where you are. If you’re new and all that, break in somewhere and get a following I guess. 🙂


      • theladykt says:

        Can understand that. I read/follow people on wordpress, blogspot, A03, twiwrite, but esp/mostly TWCS. Been there since they got kicked off FFn. I refuse to read anything new on FFn with all the bullying, censorship, and lack of support from admin there against bullies and flamers.


      • I hear ya. I’m just glad I got my stuff cleaned up before they could get me. 🙂


    • theladykt says:

      I’m an admin at TWCS library. If you want help, give me a yell. It was started cause the ladies got chased of FFn for “morality” reasons. Very few rules for authors and reviewers must be logged in and authors can delete flame reviews. We will also ban and delete flamers. I have an A03 account, but havent read anything there yet as my TWCS TBR (to be read) file is huge….but I have an A03, Twiwrite, and blog TBR too. I know they finally reopened invitations (you have to be invited to post or bookmark there). I have nothing personal against them, I just love my TWCS ladies and reading there. Became an admin to help others out, like I used to do anyway, but now I get paid a litttle to do it and reset passwords and help people to post stuff.


  6. Heather Yoak says:

    Omg…. love it!!!


  7. Lynn says:

    I enjoyed the story except for the ending. Don’t ever want Sookie turned. Loved the lemony freshness, good job.


  8. media_savant says:

    This is my second time reading this, and after reading A LOT of FF in which much angst was present, I really found this story refreshing. Your Sookie and Eric are what I wish they were in CH’s books; I need Sookie less whiny and more accepting, and Eric slightly softer and more emotionally accessible.

    Your lemons were great. Very hot. I know this story and its sequel are finished, but how about a story with some more of the toys coming into play?

    I’m off to read La Vie…, and then your book.

    Thanks for writing and sharing.


    • What a lovely review to have waiting for my in my inbox! Thank you so much for sharing exactly what you loved, and what you want to see more of. I’m always interested in knowing what people want to read, and it really helps me write future stories.

      I’m so glad you enjoyed Getaway, it really was a labor of love and I can’t thank you enough for the wonderful words. Thanks for everything, I’m just sorry you’re almost done with it! I hope you enjoy my book too. I’m still learning a lot about writing, so please forgive the mistakes… 🙂


  9. Kathy says:

    Love this story. I couldn’t stop reading. Can’t wait to read more of you stories…


    • I’m so glad you loved it. Getaway was such a huge part of my life, and I’m always nervous when I hear feedback on it. I hope you enjoy the others I have here (and eventually the ones I have in my head). Thanks for reviewing!


  10. jxadams says:

    Finished reading your whole story. Again, found ii on FF & moved over here to read the rest. Fantastic writing. You managed to involve me so much in their mutual obsession with the other. Your Eric had all his vampire personality then balanced with more of the forgotten humanity. The sex scenes were well written & I marvel how you managed to make them non-repetitive throughout the story. Enthralling read. Had a lot of fun reading it. Thankyou.


    • Hot damn, that’s a nice review! Thank you! 🙂 Getaway was my first chapter story, and I know I made a thousand mistakes, but it warms my heart to know you loved it anyway. 🙂 I honestly can’t tell you enough how nice it is to read a review so loving and full of compliments. So thank you. I’m glad you found me here and I’m glad you enjoyed it. 🙂


  11. Alison Griffiths says:

    I owe you about 65 reviews but seeing as this one is going to be a doozy I hope you accept my apologies. You are culpable in a way though, often I just wanted to get onto the next chapter, your fault 🙂

    There are three topics here that I have never seen covered in any kind of SVM canon, as a beta and an avid reader of fanfiction that is saying something. I must congratulate you on the idea you had about makers and there children staying together, that has always bothered me in stories where Sookie considers turning. What you said made perfect sense, pre Revelation I would think almost all new vampires were turned against their will. It would be most unusual for a couple to be together for a while, either as two humans or as a vampire and human, be in love and then be turned. It happened in Utah, but that was a unique an amazing situation. It’s very clever and considered of you to think of it. Sookie and Eric have as much chance of staying together as any couple, and no love comes with guarantees. Their love may change when she’s turned but I believe they are strong enough to make it.

    The second big deal to me was the coffin, I have *never* seen that written in FF. Wow it was powerful, and really brought it home to us and Sookie.

    Lastly was her concerns about claustrophobia. I think anyone would worry about that, especially in stories where Eric buries her. I like that he was able to address that. The thought of being in it makes me shudder though. When I was very sick I had to go on life support and they use an oxygen hood which fits over your head as well as the ventilator going through your throat at the front. I was terrified anyway, but that was hell. My husband had to make them remove it in the end and use this face mask thing, that was much better.

    Me, me, me sorry. 🙂 you did a great job with this. I’d love to see some spin offs of some chapters, the Utah one like I told you, maybe something else about Fangtasia and the nights they covered. I love that place. Well done and huge thanks for nine months of hard work, I’m really grateful I was able to read it.


    • Wow…you’re not kidding! That was a doozy of a review! First, I can’t imagine being THAT sick, and I’m so sorry you’ve had to endure so much misery in your life. Second, I am so glad you enjoyed the parts I covered in the story. Picking out a coffin seemed to be a fitting for Sookie, and staying with Eric for as long as their love lasts was always in my mind. Writing about the polygamist vamps was one of my favorite stories to write. My husband helped me with the history and the places they go are all historically accurate. 🙂 Thank you a million times for such a lovely review. It is wonderful to hear such love for such an old story…


  12. NorthmanCullen says:

    I have read this story a couple of times before, but never finishing it…I don’t know why. But oh how happy I am to finally finish what I started 🙂 I always enjoy reading a good Sookie that finally grows up and enjoying the special twist that each author gives to their story. I have thoroughly enjoyed all of the: lust, lightness and fun that you gave completely in 67 chapters 😀 This last chapter took me by surprise. I knew coming in that Sookie was getting ready to become vampire, and usually I’m like “okay, its happening right now”. But when Sookie turned to Ella and said, “You’ll be here, right? When I wake up?” I started to cry! Because right at that moment; I was with Sookie and THIS was REALLY happening!! I’ve never had a moment like that with a fanfic character, so…thank you for that ❤

    Now, I am off to read the sequel…let's see what kind of shenanigans a baby vamp Sookie gets into 😉 haha


    • Thank you for such a lovely review! I can’t tell you enough how happy it makes me to hear about the parts you loved and made you cry. I loved the ending, but knew it wouldn’t be enough, which is why I wrote the sequel. 🙂 I’m also glad you can forgive the mistakes of a novice writer…Getaway was my first chapter story, which is why I love it so much. Thank you again. You have made my day. 🙂


  13. I have really enjoyed reading your story. I particularly liked that it didn’t contain heaps of drama and anger, just a good read with lots of juicy bits. I look forward to the sequel and your other work.


    • I am so glad you enjoyed it! I love reading reviews on my old stories! I loved writing this story, and LVER too. It’s always so much fun to resolve all the conflict and make everyone happy (and satisfied, I might add!). I’m never a fan of heaps of drama or angst, and I’m glad you aren’t either. Thanks so much for reviewing!


  14. I love this story have read it numerous times and each time it seems to be better than the last, now I will read the sequel. Thank You for such a wonderful read.


    • Aww, thank you!!! I always worry a little bit since this was my first chapter story and I had NO idea how to plot or outline (I’m working on that…). All I knew was that they should have lots of sex. Mission accomplished, huh? 🙂 I am so glad you love it. That makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. I am so grateful for the time you have spent reading and for this review. I just love to hear what my readers think…


  15. estrella75 says:

    decided to re-read this, and still loved it! I’ve always loved that this was a reliably non-angst story, in a time when i find myself expecting angst around every corner in pics. Its a lovely palate cleanser. thank you!


  16. Blueeyes says:

    Thank you so much for writing this delicious story. I loved how you gave them the chance to have the relationship they never had in the books. Can’t wait to read the sequel. Xx


  17. regina says:

    Can I tell you my favorite thing about this story? I felt like I could rely on it being lighthearted and angst-free without it also being full of unbelievable fluff and inconsistencies.

    The major diversions from canon were well-developed. Things with Sookie and Eric worked out, but only because they decided on mutual trust and respect. Sookie has come to terms with her not-entirely-human status, and has positive relationships with a number of people. The travel destinations were researched and described with appeal and accuracy. (Either you — or you mentioned a husband? — MUST be from Utah, because I just died over “Spanish Fark,” and knew Sookie’s eyes were red from the inversion before you even mentioned it… ha!) Every time I’ve thought to myself, “Okay, here comes the moment when I just have to suspend the disbelief so I can appreciate the rest of the story,” I read on only to discover that you’ve already addressed my concerns.

    What I’m trying to say is that I feel I can trust you as a writer to give me a nice little happily-ever-after without insulting my intelligence along the way. It’s a rare combination, it seems.

    Also, Eric getting pegged. Thank you for that little gem. If I could put it in my pocket and keep it for always, I would.


    • Regina, there aren’t enough words for me to fully describe how meaningful your review is, but I sure as hell am gonna try. Yes, you complimented my writing. I like that. Yes, you made me laugh. That’s great. But what I really love is that you pointed out everything you enjoyed along the way.

      I hate inconsistencies in stories and I strive to eradicate them (I’m not always successful, but I try.). I also work hard to take canon and twist it into new forms that might be believable, so I appreciate that you pointed that out. Sometimes I feel like I miss the mark, but I’m happy to know you think I hit it here. 🙂

      I am a strong believer in the idea that if you want something, you have to work for it, and honesty and respect are the building blocks for any solid relationship. Sookie’s lack of genuine friendships always bothered me in the books. I felt sorry for her and decided to change that.

      I had a lot of help with the travel destinations, and hope the people who guided me along the way know how grateful I am. 🙂 I still need to update my Icelandic translations though…some are wrong and were lost in the hurried move from

      Yes, we’re both from Utah, and if I can’t have a little fun with the culture that surrounds me, what good comes from living here? 😉 It sounds like you’ve also spent some time near Happy Valley and experienced the awful (year-long now) inversion we have. Delightful, isn’t it?

      Thank you for trusting me. I hope I don’t break that trust. I hope I always deliver the HEA you want, and I hope I never treat you like an idiot. That would be wrong. And bad. Badong, if you will.

      I, of course, have a lot of criticism for this story. Not enough plot, too much sex, ellipses aren’t right, punctuation is off, Icelandic translations are wrong in a couple of chapters, etc…but as long as I’m making you happy, I’ll just keep writing and not dwell on those little details too much (except for the translations, cuz it makes me nuts). As far as Eric getting pegged… well, sometimes a man needs that. I knew it was risky when I wrote it, so I’m glad you enjoyed it.

      Thank you a thousand times for such a lovely review. It means the world to me. ❤


      • regina says:

        I meant to respond to this much sooner, but I got distracted FINALLY watching the 7th season of True Blood…

        I was talking to my stepmom tonight about places I wanted to visit, and we ended up looking at google images of Iceland for awhile because this story has seriously motivated me to visit there someday. As far as I can tell from my own internet research of Iceland, you’ve done the place justice (though having never yet been there myself, I guess I can’t say for sure). I loved that about this story. Sorry if it’s dorky to keep gushing like this, but I did feel like I got to “Getaway” with Sookie and Eric, which is half the reason I read in general. Your descriptions of all the places they visited seemed really informed and respectful. I can’t imagine the residents of those locations being irritated or offended in the least bit, though the only place I can personally speak for is Utah…

        Yeah, I’ve lived in Salt Lake (mostly on, and a little bit off) for about five years now, and it’s one of the most misunderstood places I’ve known. Like, it’s totally weird here. But that’s also not entirely a bad thing, and it seems as if people who don’t know Utah don’t understand that at all, and oddly enough, it also seems that native Utahns who haven’t lived anywhere else tend to not really get it either, for one reason or another. It’s been rare that I’ve found someone with an objective opinion on the place, and I feel that you’ve done a really nice job of keeping it real, so to speak. Perhaps an odd thing to compliment, but I believe in giving credit where it’s due.

        I certainly understand being critical of your own work, because I do the same to myself. But am I correct that this is one of the first things you’ve written and shared? And that you posted it as you wrote it? Well, then shit’s just not gonna be perfect. It is what it is. I think, personally, that’s one of the best things about fanfic (you know, aside from the smut). It’s this wonderful opportunity to practice writing a story, without having to stress too much about creating the characters, the universe, etc… While knowing that SOMEBODY out there is gonna read it and probably offer some sort of feedback. I still haven’t finished reading all of your stories, and have yet to venture into your original works, but I can tell that you’re a good writer. Even if I hadn’t read some of your other stuff that is amazing, just the fact that you’re analyzing your past work is indicative that you’re smart and that you care about what you’re doing. So I hope you’re not too hard on yourself. 🙂

        Ugh, so now I’ve rambled for a million years and probably sound like a total loser fangirl… Haha, I swear I’m not a creeper or anything, I just like to be encouraging of people when I think they’ve got something good going for them!


      • You know those days where you think you can’t do anything right? I need you on those days. 🙂 Thank you again. Really. I wouldn’t dream of thinking you’re a creeper or loser fangirl. I write for reviews like this. Not only is it full of compliments (my fav) but it’s also full of feedback that tells me I don’t suck at getting details right (which is a huge pet peeve of mine). So here comes my super long rambling response:
        The 7th season of TB left me sad and wanting something else. I started writing FF because I watched TB, couldn’t get enough, read all the books and decided I need to give Sookie and Eric their HEA. I typically stick with book canon because TB got SO weird!!

        I love that I’ve inspired you to go to Iceland. I had help from my friend, Icelander, with the translations, but the details were all based on research. Iceland is #1 on my travel list. The book I just finished (#4) has quite a bit happening in Iceland, and for that, I asked Icelander to help me out every step of the way. I’m obsessive about research, especially for fiction for the real world where people aren’t as gushy and are mostly nasty. So if I slip up here, it’s not nearly as bad as if I do it for a “real” book. 😉

        I’ve lived in Utah most of my life, but have lived in CA, CO, WA, and visited ID a lot. It’s not hard to see Utah from an objective lens when you’re outside of the ‘normal’ community. I’m glad you think I did it justice. I did love exploiting the mormons-have-horns myth and creating a polygamist family. I know it’s kind of stereotypical, but it was really fun. 🙂

        Yes, this was the first chapter story I wrote, and I when I published, I published a new chapter every day or every other day (at first). I didn’t have anyone edit for me, and when I read it, I find ALL kinds of mistakes. I guess it would benefit me (and my new readership) to go back and fix all the mistakes. Make me look like I’ve got my shit together and know what I’m doing!! But I haven’t had the time…too busy writing. 🙂 Thanks for accepting that it had errors, and thanks for overlooking them too. I’ve learned a lot in the 4 years since I wrote this! You’re right about the characters and world building. FF is a safe place to practice writing because you don’t have to spend pages getting everyone caught up. We know who Sookie is and why she’s so weird. 🙂 I’m trying not to be too hard on myself. Your feedback is certainly helping!

        I hope that you do get a chance to read my other stuff. It’s hard for me to keep track of when I wrote them because everything I had originally published on had to be moved (very quickly, I might add) here before my account got suspended for posting smut. That’s the beauty of my WP. I can post all kinds of smut here. 🙂

        My first book was a huge learning curve too. I learned that I couldn’t just rely on smut to make my book great. That’s when I started paying attention to plot and REALLY started outlining. I use my ff stories as practice, so hopefully, they’ve improved over the years. 🙂

        I really can’t thank you enough for being a fangirl and gushing and creeping (although it’s not creepy at all). I need all the encouragement I can get and it feels so good to have someone love something I’ve created. That feels good on some deep level that nothing else can touch. It’s weird. Of all the things I do in this world, knowing that someone has been able to escape into a world I’ve created is the most satisfying thing ever. So thank you!!! 😀


    • Icelandic translations are all up to date (as far as I know!). Thanks for motivating me!


  18. MsVamp says:

    *Sniff, sniff* what a rockin story! The last chapter definitely choked me up. I can’t wait to read the sequel!! Kudos to you-the perfect mixture of romance, lemons and a meaningful storyline 🙂


    • Aww, thanks! I can’t believe you got through the whole story so fast! This is definitely the lemoniest story I’ve ever written, so I’m glad you enjoyed it. The fact that I made it just mushy enough to bring you to tears makes it that much better. 🙂 Thanks so much for reviewing! I hope you enjoy the sequel as well!


  19. Katie says:

    Love it! You’ve done a fantastic job! Very well written, great story line and very entertaining 😉. So glad I stumbled across your page😁
    Soooo much better than Charlaine Harris’ ending😊


  20. julyhearts says:

    Just found your page a few days ago and read through the completed stories. Almost. “La vie en rose” is next.
    I loved the books and the show but the endings…
    I absolutely LOVED all the stories but this one was perfect!
    So now I’m starting to read the sequel.
    Thanks a lot for your amazing writing.


    • Thank you so much for the lovely comment! I’m so glad you found me! You must’ve cleared your schedule if you’ve read most of my stories over the past few days. 😉

      I felt the same way. The books and TB didn’t end the way I wanted. That’s why I started writing in the first place, to give Sookie and Eric the HEA they deserve!

      I love hearing from new readers because it helps me understand what it is in a story they enjoy. It’s great feedback, so any time you want to let me know, I’m happy to listen! Thanks again! ❤ Enjoy LVER


  21. bashfyl says:

    Amazing story. Thanks for sharing.


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