When he had used forbidden magic to drag his brother back from death, binding Rhy’s body to his in the process, sex had been the last thing on Kell’s mind. These days, more often than not, it was the first.
Adult, post-ADSOM. This is everything I wanted when reading about the relationship between Kell and Rhy.
While we try to save our show I thought it would be worth it to put together a trailer in support of the campaign. You can show this to your friends to help grow our audience, and you can even show this to the networks to make them see why this show is worth saving.
Ten years ago, Nate and Jake were something to each other. Maybe. But it didn’t end well and they’re done with it, and it’s not like it matters now. They’re not even friends anymore, and they definitely aren’t getting back together.
Definitely.
Adult. Oh wow, this fic is EVERYTHING I needed and wanted after watching the movie. I still can’t believe there isn’t more of this pairing out there, but now I have this, 10k of beautiful development, totally in character.
Anne had always thought she was good friends with the sun. She had not expected the strong urge to burrow beneath the covers when she’d opened her eyes and found the light filling the room, cheerful, brilliant, unequivocal day, the first full day of being Anne Blythe that she had longed for these past years. Why did the rumpled bed, the pale shadows made by the linens, the real darkness promised by the underside of the down pillows, all beckon so?
Mature, post-wedding. This is such a lovely slice of Anne’s first morning as a wife, contemplating all that’s happened the night before…
