FANFICTIONS

“This is it.” You stopped your horse at the edge of a wooden bridge. “This?” John pulled Old Boy’s reins. “Coach will be comin’ this...

Arthur came home sooner than he used to in late afternoon instead of close to midnight. He looked ragged, tired and… sick as he rode to...

The sun dawned on the five immense ships in the ports of Cádiz, painting their sails red and orange. It couldn’t have been a more perfect...