[Castle Fic] What Kate Wrote

15 Feb 2010 1 Comment

by Nikkiin tv, writing Tags: , , , , , , ,

Author: Nikki/aethre
Category: Romance with a touch of pwp
Rating: R
Word Count: ~2200
Summary: What Kate wrote… and what Rick read.  A spiritual sequel, of sorts, to Fangirl.  [Heat/Rook… and Castle/Beckett by extension]
A/N: While technically a sequel (interquel?) to a previous fic I wrote, it’s not necessary to read it first.  Either order, or just reading one or the other, will be perfectly fine.

Title: Tequila Sunrise
Author: CrumblingSpire
Fandom: Heat novels
Category: Romance
Pairing: Heat/Rook
Rating: R
Summary: Heat, Rook, a boring cocktail party and a convenient coat closet.
Author’s Note: Written at two am with a glass (or three) of wine.  You’ve been warned.

Nikki Heat smirked inwardly as she swept, fashionably late, into Rook’s magazine’s cocktail party.  The formfitting wine red dress, accented in gold, drew looks and the lithe, athletic form it cased kept the gazes on Nikki.  Despite all of the admiring stares, Nikki felt Rook’s eyes on her and she turned to face him with a saucy smile.  Rook’s Adam’s apple bobbed and he absently set his champagne glass on a nearby table.  The air between the two smouldered and the other partygoers unconsciously cleared a direct route to Nikki for Rook.

They stood facing each other, standing just a bit closer than polite society demands, and the tension crackled in the slight space between them.

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[Castle Fic] Fangirl

09 Feb 2010 3 Comments

by Nikkiin tv, writing Tags: , , , , , ,

Title: Fangirl
Fandom: Castle
Genre: Humour/Crack
Characters: Kate Beckett and Rick Castle
Word Count: ~1000
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None. Unless fangirl!Beckett disturbs you.
Spoilers: Inspired by Suicide Squeeze and references to One Man’s Treasure, amoung others.
Summary: Buzzed on wine, high on Castle’s delicious smut scenes, Kate Beckett fires up Word and indulges in her own guilty pleasure.

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It was two am and Katherine Beckett could not sleep.  Not an uncommon occurrence – her all nighters spent staring at the murder board, followed by power naps in the break room, (and that time she broke into the Captain’s office and passed out on his much more comfortable couch) were a bit of a legend in the Twelfth Precinct.  But it wasn’t murder keeping Beckett awake that night.

No.

It was far more frustrating problem.  And it was all Castle’s fault.

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