Hey everyone!

I'd just like to announce that I finally published my very first Fiction Press story. I mentioned it in my long author's note in Ch. 8. For those of you that do not know, Fiction Press is the sister site of Fan Fiction where people post original stories.

It's nerve wracking to publish something completely original without the comfort of large fandoms like Harry Potter but I'm quite proud of this story. It would be amazing if you could take a look at the story.
I'm going to post an excerpt from the first chapter down below but if you want to read the full chapter search for my username: "AMessofPickles" at fiction press (or even on google) and click on "Tug Of War".

Thank you for even taking the time to read this! I sincerely hope you give this story a chance...

First Chapter of "Tug Of War"—

The road itself was quiet and empty and the street lights helped guide me towards the Laundromat, which was cast in an orange glow. It looked like it was the only shop open besides the 24-hour grocery store next door. When I got to the store I let out a relieved sigh as I opened the door and stepped in.

Almost immediately I crashed into something hard.

"Oof—"

And that's when I realized that the hard wall was actually sort of fleshy. Stepping back, I noticed that the person I had bumped into was wearing a simple white v-neck shirt and jeans.

My eyes traveled higher to see a strong jaw line, and soft lips. His nose was slightly crooked and a pair of beautiful brown eyes regarded me intensely. His dark brown hair fell into his eyes messily. He looked like he was around my age.

In Nikki's words: Day-um.

"Are you all right?" he asked while I practically swooned. Even his voice was a sexy, deep sort of rumble. I almost blushed at his words but I caught myself in time before I acted completely foolish.

Meanwhile he was giving me a thorough once over—his brown eyes lingering on my bare legs, torn shorts, and slightly damp hair (luckily the warm summer night had erased most of the evidence of my dip in the pool). And then his eyes met mine, and I instinctively straightened under his heavy gaze.

Hehehe doesn't it remind you a bit of the way Rose and Scorpius met in the Tarnished and Tattered Tavern? Anyways, I hope you're curious enough to go check it out on Fiction Press. It would mean the world to me if you did, and if you do let me know if you read my stories on Fan Fiction ;)

Thanks again for taking the time to read this,

Pickles

P.S If you have not already, don't forget to take this story off of your alerts. Wouldn't want to be crowding your alert box unnecessarily.