ten lines from ten works in progress

because gloriamundi  did it and has actually finished a couple of things,

I spent an hour or so last night scouring through my saved files from two dead hard drives back– having completely lost the most recent stuff when that hard drive died.

Here’s what I’ve got;

•  The father suffered the roseate tan of a fair man unlike his son’s coppery darkness, more hirsute in his limbs and had a homely, English cast to his face that made Jack seem utterly foreign.
•  When the tall blond woman had asked for a volunteer Emily had hesitated too long, and a pretty, smiling, redheaded girl was now being wrapped in rope instead of her.
• “That’s a lie.” Verden  slid a hand over her hard silicone breast. “You just wait and see how much too old I am. I talk it, and I walk it, babydoll.”
• “Give over, darling, do,” he said, chokingly. “What’s gotten into you? Alegra, help me, she’s going to rip my throat out — Fuck, you’re hurting, Quinn.”
• Imagine the chauffeur’s cadaverous smile, the blanket wrapped around the shivering body, black-lacquered fingernails passing a steaming cup into waiting hands.
• "Honestly, she comes over and just– goes shopping!" Caroline blurted, "I mean I know they are her things, but– well, honestly!"
• then there are a handful of inchoherent notes, and some truly feelthy bits of randomness waiting for context.

Doesn’t that SUCK!

Which two of those are fanfic?