Alice's Jasper, Edward's Bella by @LyricalKris

 Alice's Jasper,Edward's Bella by LyricalKris

Summary: Bella had lost everything, including her purpose in life. Jasper had lost everything, including his freedom. Prison is an unlikely place to find happiness again, but two broken souls will recognize each other in the most unexpected of places.

Welcome to my first review on Tiwfic Reviews. When I find a story I love, I try to pimp it as hard as I can. Why? It deserves it and so much more. I know, I'm gushing, I'll control myself. So, of course, when I signed up to do a post for this site, naturally this fic came to mind. 

And since I'm new, I decided to do this post a little different. I got the author herself to sit down with me and answer a few questions. I'm a fan of everything she has written, so this was  pretty cool for me.

What gave you the idea for this story? And why did you want to write it?

There was a Cullens incarcerated contest. There are only so many ways I can imagine the Cullens ending up in prison.I screamed the entire time I wrote it. But it wouldn't leave my head until I did.

It was a hard story to write? I killed Edward!!

(My comment):I think I've killed them all at one point.

Yeah, but that was a first to me. And I killed him on their wedding day...

 Why a Jasper/Bella pairing at the end? Well, that was the premise that occurred to me. Their love was based on the fact they both understood that half of their soul was gone.

 Do you think you got everything said that you wanted the readers to know/feel from the story?Oh yeah. I might have over done it! Lol

How so?

Well, there were more scenes than necessary to tell a succinct story. It's not bad, just... It should have been a full novel if I was gonna delve into additional stuff.    Will it ever have any more chapters?Nope. Done with it.   And finally, anything you want to say to your readers and fans? Seriously, every review, every alert, every person that reaches out on twitter... I'm endlessly grateful.  Thank you for being such a great sport! This kind of stuff makes my day! All in All, I had a blast getting to talk to Lyricalkris, and peek behind the curtain on one of my favorite stories. I'm adding a line from one of my most loved parts of this story, and if you haven't read it, do so as soon as you finish this post. The last bit of fear and trepidation crumbled, mere specks of dirt in the face of the mountain that was his love and his longing for his mother. He took the remaining steps toward her and pulled her into his embrace. Her hands went to his chest, gripping his shirt in her fists. He could feel her shaking against him with the strength of her sobs. "My boy. I'm so sorry. I just...I thought I had lost you forever, and when I heard your voice that first time... I couldn't live through losing you again, Jasper. I just couldn't." "I know," Jasper assured her, his voice hoarse with emotion. They stood together for a long time, squeezing each other. A mother and son mending frayed, but never broken, bonds without words. They had both made the mistakes, but they were mistakes borne of them both doing what they could with what little they had after their lives had shattered so completely. When their tears were spent, they stepped away from each other, but only enough so they could walk without tangling limbs. "Come on, Momma," Jasper said, tugging her arm. "I want you to meet my family." The smile that spread over Maria's face then was wide and full of teeth - an exact mirror image of her son's. Jasper led his mother into his home. As she always was, Bella was waiting for him - their son in her arms.  Jasper wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her to his side while the other arm wrapped around his mother, pulling her close as well. Maria lifted her hand to touch her grandson's cheek, tentatively, and Masen did not shy away from her, though he looked at her curiously. Holding his past, his present and his future in his arms, Jasper wondered vaguely if any man had been as lucky as he was. It was true that he knew the pain of losing everything, but he also knew the glory of finding it all again. Frankie