Category Archives: Reese Hughes

Halloween inspired White Collar fan fics

Just a few fan fics based off the White Collar series that would be perfect to read on a scary Halloween evening:

  1. A Curse Upon You
  2. Corrupt
  3. Ghost of a Chance
  4. Bloodwork
  5. Cry Wolf
  6. That Voodoo That You Do
  7. That Old Black Magic
  8. Dangerous Artifacts

Fan Fiction Fodder

Yes, I just finished my uberly long, 36 chaptered fan fiction based off the first 2 seasons and the beginning of season 3.

I also had a great time in NYC and brought back pictures of Neal’s apartment upclose, his desk at the FBI offices and Peter’s home and his desk at the FBI. It was fun running through the sets and just being able to actually sit on, touch and view everything first hand. It’s all in a huge sound stage but the sets are beautiful and so cool to run through! Like Disneyland or Universal but better. *squees!*

Here’s a shot someone in the group took of Neal’s terrace:

Neal Caffrey's terrace

Neal Caffrey's Terrace (set)

Much needed update (I’m going to NYC!!!)

Yes I am the world’s worse blogger when it comes to stuff other than myself.

If you haven been keeping up with my fan fics  then you know I’m currently writing an epic “Sliding Doors” type fic with everything that’s happened in season’s 1 and 2 (for the most part) and then some. I’ve only omitted a few things to concentrate on the main story plot that ended season 2. This is my longest single story fan fic which has been hard for me because like most people I tend to lose interest after a bit but this story is too much fun. It will end soon but it will possibly be open ended for future additions.

If you haven’t read this already and you’d like to read this, click here!

I’m also going on a trip to the home of White Collar, NYC! So yes, I am distracted by that so Chapter 33 will have to wait a bit. I hate to do it but I am freaking out about how to pack for this trip since I haven’t traveled by plane for over 5 yrs. Just trying to get ready, have everything I need and still meet all the limitations imposed on us now by the airport people. I’m used to being able to take everything I want with me (toiletries and such) but with all these restrictions I’m having a  Neal Caffrey moment. 😛

So yes… stressing about my trip which is tomorrow morning and trying to figure out how to pack it all up and not forget things I really need. I’m stoked I’ll be in NYC having only been there once when I was a kid.

So no, I am not ignoring this story. I know I’m pretty good at spitting out a full story in a week but this one is going to take a bit more time to finish. Thanks for reading if you got this far (and from the FF site.) That means you must really like my stories if you actually followed the comments to here. *grins*

New stories!

I’ve written maybe three or four more stories since the last post in January.

Check out my site to read them: j3nnee @ fan fiction net!

I also updated my Menagerie short drabbles with a few more shorts.

Better late than never…

I just finished a fan fic last week called: Silent Witness.

Neal gets beat up pretty badly from an old foe of Peter’s (as does Peter) and ends up without the use of his silvery tongue. How will he talk when he knows something is wrong? Read to find out!

Other than that… slow going on the fan fics. Have lots of ideas and then people have requested ideas so I’ve been playing with lots of plots. I’m just a little distracted with the whole NaNoWriMo thing. I have about 15K to go and I’m done. I should get 5K by Wednesday and then I have 10K left by the following Tuesday. I’m sure I can do this. I did write a 60K + fan fic in October in less than 2 wks which was scary when I went back and saw the word count. 😀

So enjoy the story and review. I will comment as I can.

Cry Wolf – WHITE COLLAR fan fic

Cry Wolf is my current Halloween themed fan fic.

Neal is showing signs of Lycanthropy (werewolf-ism for the lay person) and Peter is trying to figure out what is causing it. Lots of whumpage, some blood and violence (expect that with a werewolf story) and other adult themes. Nothing too bad but I’d give it a PG-13 to R rating to be safe.

I blame the currently not so full moon for this story.

White Collar Halloween Fan Fics (boo!)

Want some spooky fan fics based off White Collar to read? Here are a few stories based off the series with supernatural or paranormal properties.

1) Subconscious

2) Polar Opposites

3) Dangerous Artifacts

4) That Voodoo That You Do and the sequel That Old Black Magic

That’s it for now but I am working on a new story titled “Cry Wolf.” It’s a supernatural story of sorts. I won’t spoil it too much but here’s a short scene:

Cry Wolf Snippet:

Neal was running through the woods, the trail rough as he stumbled headlong at top speed. His left hand held someone else’s hand in his, the person starting to lag a bit as he felt the pull against his arm. They were tiring… he was tiring too but they couldn’t stop. It wasn’t an option.

Suddenly the other hand slipped from his and he heard a soft cry as the figure made a sound. He turned and saw them on the ground, their silhouette masked against the dim moonlight above and the trees around them.

ALEX!” He came to a stop and turned, starting to go back when he heard it. There was a horrible low guttural growl then another as he saw them appear around her. He was only a few yards away but far enough they ignored him for her.

RUN NEAL! RUN!” Alex’ voice screamed as she scooted back on her butt on the caliche’ trail, backing up against a tree as the figures surrounded her, red eyes glittering in the darkness. Neal started back. He wasn’t going to leave her. He looked around as he made his way forward, three figures surrounding the young woman their growls evident. He found a large stick and picked it up, starting to run forward as they closed in.

STAY AWAY FROM HER!” He screamed as he approached but it was too late as they attacked her, the sound horrifying. Neal felt sick, his stomach churning at the sight but he continued towards them, stick in hand determined to do something to defend the young woman and himself. He was almost there when he saw the results of their attack and stopped short in his tracks. She was dead, eyes staring up at him blankly in the dim glow of moonlight from above, her face covered in blood. Neal backed away slowly from the scene still holding the large branch in his hand as he felt nausea and sadness wash over him.

“Alex…” He whispered sadly, terror in his heart at what he had seen when something else made him jump. Those red eyes were looking up from their kill at him now, muzzles covered in thick dark liquid that matched their eyes. Neal stepped back realizing he could do nothing now for his friend, the pack looking at him hungrily. He was too close, backing up slowly then a bit faster as they started to growl at him, the sound making him shudder. He drew back a bit further, their members slowly trying to flank him from the sides but he wasn’t going to let that happen as he turned and ran for his life.

Neal was flying down the path, the branch he’d lifted forgotten as he tossed it aside and ran as fast as he could. The path may have been rough but he flew deer-like finding his footing as he went and adjusting in the darkness, the white stones of the trail glittering some in the dim moonlight. He was only vaguely aware it was a full moon, the meaning not lost on him as he continued his headlong rush. Then he saw it, sprinting as best he could towards the structure. Their growls and hisses were close behind, their breath nearly at his throat he thought as he pulled open the door and ran inside slamming it shut and throwing the bolt.

There was a loud thumping sound as figures hit against the dark wooden door. It rattled in its frame, the hinges groaning as they fought to stay in place. Neal covered his ears, stepping back trying not to hear them and closing his eyes. He saw a flash of Alex’ dead body and opened his eyes again, the pounding at the door changing ever so slightly as a voice began to speak. It was an inhuman voice, a sound like he had never heard before and would never want to hear again.

Thieeeeeeeeef… opeeeeen uuuupp.”

Neal moved farther from the door into the small cabin hoping he could find a way out when he noticed the small chink of light at his feet. He turned to see the open shutters of a window off to his left. A shadow passed by the window, breaking the path of light till a shattering of wood and glass made him jump, the shutters breaking into so many splinters and the figure stared up at him with glowing red eyes. Slowly the form, that of a wolf, grew and transformed to something humanoid. Neal had moved as far into the corner of the dark building as he could, the small cabin empty and devoid of anywhere to hide or any weapon. The figure laughed.

Thought you could hide from us? We take care of thiiiiieeeefffs like youuuu.” The voice rattled at him, Neal seeing those red eyes crouch before him as hot breath touched his cheek and the smell of blood filled his nostrils… Alex’ blood he thought as those red eyes burned into his mind.

Good-bye… thiiieeefff!