Roswell Fanatics

I'm sure many of you would like to see more of Dylan's life now that Jase as confessed that he is Dylan's father. Truthfully, I'd like to write more of it but I don't forsee that any time soon. Roswell (and fanfiction) has been a big part of my life for the past 5 years. I've made a lot of wonderful...

Part 5 Max returned home, slamming the kitchen door closed with his foot. Liz’s trail had gone cold. He didn’t want to believe it, didn’t want to admit he might have failed her. Anger coursed through his veins and he struggled to maintain control of his emotions. “Are you okay,” Isabel questioned, ...

Author's Note : One of my goals for 2006 is to finish this fic. Hopefully, there will only be 10-15 more parts. Thanks to everyone for being patient. Part 33 “Friends can still go to the prom together,” Maria argued, stepping past Liz with a tray of Galaxy Subs. Liz rolled her eyes and caught Micha...

PART TWO “Are you okay,” he asks, moving away from the front doors of the café. He leans against the cash register and watches the children in the center of the room. I glance at him then down at my feet. “Why do you care,” I reply before I’m able to stop myself. I hadn’t meant to give away my feel...

Part 4 Max stood from his bed and immediately swayed. Diane and Isabel grabbed for him; he swatted them away as he moved unsteadily toward his closet. “I’m changing clothes now,” he called from inside the closet, leaving Diane and Isabel no choice but to leave his room. Moments later, Max bounded d...

http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y286/jolovesroswell/dylan.jpg banner by nikkisue DISCLAIMER: The characters of Roswell are the property of Twentieth Century Fox Television and Regency Productions. All original characters and concepts are the property of the author. No profit has been made from the...

Part 3 As he closed the door to his bedroom, he saw Isabel’s door open and Alex disappear into his sister’s room. Max knew Isabel was upset, especially now that she knew Max believed Khivar could have played a part in Liz’s disappearance. Part of him wanted to go to her and tell her he knew she was...

Part 32 Liz sat on her balcony, her back against the brick wall underneath her windowsill, her journal and stolen copy of Infamy at her feet. In the weeks since Brody’s meltdown, Liz had made a nightly ritual of coming onto her balcony with both her journal and Infamy . And every night, she pushed ...

Part 5 “Michael,” I said, immediately stepping out of Max’s embrace while Michael stepped further into the hotel room. “I’ve been thinking,” he began, standing in front of me, separating me from Max though I could still feel the heat from Max’s stare against my cheek. It was distracting, to say the...

Author's Note: For those still following this, I apologize for the delay in posting a new part. Truthfully, <i>Off The Menu</i> was one of the episodes I didn't like so I've had a difficult time changing it to fit this fic. Part 31 Liz cautiously proceeded down the stairs of the UFO Museum, the bag...