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Never Spellbound by a Starry Night by Eve (PG-13)
Fandom: THE MUMMY
Pairing: Rick/Evie
Length: 46,000+ words
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: Eve @ ff.net
Why this must be read: I was going to save this fic for the last rec, but I couldn't help myself. This is THE BEST MUMMY FANFIC I HAVE EVER READ - if ff.net crashed and you could only recover one fic, this is the one you pick. I think Eve is the best author in the fandom, hands down. I'll be reccing a few more of her fics later on, but let's start with the best first.
This fic, IMO, is exactly what happened after The Mummy, it's that perfect. While juggling wedding plans and issues with their relationship, Rick, Evie, and Jonathan are pursued by a gang of thieves in search of an important piece of papyrus...What can I say, it's an adventure fic like the rest, but it does a great job balancing both Rick and Evie and the adventure. The dialogue is superb, the plot is well thought out, it has some awesomely funny bits that could have been straight from the movie, and it's smolderingly hot with much discussion over whether the engaged Rick and Evie should just do it already. MMmmmm. Eve also covers Rick and Evie's wedding, and she does an excellent job.
Jonathan having been thus dispatched, I returned my attention to Rick, who was still intent upon the little amulet. I went over and perched beside him on the settee. "It's supposed to be a wedding present. It's actually quite pretty, isn't it?"
No response.
"I thought I might put it on a little chain, and wear it around my neck."
Nothing. Hmm.
"When I dance naked on the bar for pocket change, as I do every Thursday evening."
He didn't miss a beat. "Make sure they give the money to you and not your brother."
I watched him a moment--watched the beams of the afternoon sun catch and glow in his hair, on his brown skin; watched the play of muscle and sinew against the linen of his white shirt; watched the intensity of his expression as he studied the amulet. Finally, he looked up. Our eyes met, and something electric passed between us; that sort of beautiful, intimate understanding we had at times, where words were no longer required. He leaned forward, gazing deeply into my eyes, and, his voice husky with emotion, said,
"Dammit, Evelyn, what do you want?!"
Bloody romantic, as Jonathan might have said.
Hmph.
I'm going to stop drooling over this story and let you read it already.
Never Spellbound by a Starry Night
Pairing: Rick/Evie
Length: 46,000+ words
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: Eve @ ff.net
Why this must be read: I was going to save this fic for the last rec, but I couldn't help myself. This is THE BEST MUMMY FANFIC I HAVE EVER READ - if ff.net crashed and you could only recover one fic, this is the one you pick. I think Eve is the best author in the fandom, hands down. I'll be reccing a few more of her fics later on, but let's start with the best first.
This fic, IMO, is exactly what happened after The Mummy, it's that perfect. While juggling wedding plans and issues with their relationship, Rick, Evie, and Jonathan are pursued by a gang of thieves in search of an important piece of papyrus...What can I say, it's an adventure fic like the rest, but it does a great job balancing both Rick and Evie and the adventure. The dialogue is superb, the plot is well thought out, it has some awesomely funny bits that could have been straight from the movie, and it's smolderingly hot with much discussion over whether the engaged Rick and Evie should just do it already. MMmmmm. Eve also covers Rick and Evie's wedding, and she does an excellent job.
Jonathan having been thus dispatched, I returned my attention to Rick, who was still intent upon the little amulet. I went over and perched beside him on the settee. "It's supposed to be a wedding present. It's actually quite pretty, isn't it?"
No response.
"I thought I might put it on a little chain, and wear it around my neck."
Nothing. Hmm.
"When I dance naked on the bar for pocket change, as I do every Thursday evening."
He didn't miss a beat. "Make sure they give the money to you and not your brother."
I watched him a moment--watched the beams of the afternoon sun catch and glow in his hair, on his brown skin; watched the play of muscle and sinew against the linen of his white shirt; watched the intensity of his expression as he studied the amulet. Finally, he looked up. Our eyes met, and something electric passed between us; that sort of beautiful, intimate understanding we had at times, where words were no longer required. He leaned forward, gazing deeply into my eyes, and, his voice husky with emotion, said,
"Dammit, Evelyn, what do you want?!"
Bloody romantic, as Jonathan might have said.
Hmph.
I'm going to stop drooling over this story and let you read it already.
Never Spellbound by a Starry Night