Demon!Russia x Sacrifice!Reader ch.2 by SmarticleParticle, literature
Literature
Demon!Russia x Sacrifice!Reader ch.2
How long had it been since they abandoned you here? Two hours, maybe three? You were really regretting lying down in the hay; now you couldn’t use your hands to push yourself up into a sitting position. It was rather undignified. Also, your forehead itched.
Only when you were rubbing your forehead into the hay to try to relieve the itch did you realise you were being watched. You weren’t entirely sure, being blindfolded, but the prickling sensation in the back of your neck was unmistakable. You stopped scratching and listened.
There was a throaty chuckle from somewhere above. Your body tensed up in anger. Here you were, bound an
Saving Holmes (Sherlock Holmes X Reader) by Eternal-Violet-Void, literature
Literature
Saving Holmes (Sherlock Holmes X Reader)
Baker Street was attacked by a cruel wind, slashing against (Name) (Last Name)'s exposed face, as she approached the welcoming and familiar door of 221B. People continued about their daily business, being as it twas only mid-day. A midwife running errands, a shoat being gutted for meat, and children joining each other in their pointless games.
It has been a normal occurrence this week. Holmes had picked up an interesting case that he was surprisingly thrilled about solving. It had not been received by the messenger boy, whom they had grown to know so well. But from a sharp ear that followed after a fight that Sherlock had brilliantly conquer
Secret affairs UndertakerXReader part one by Retartedfangirl22, literature
Literature
Secret affairs UndertakerXReader part one
Your mother had just died. You decided to proceed to the undertaker. You looked for the most loved in England. You came across one simply known as "Undertaker." You rode a carriage to the simple shop. You opened the door, and saw no one.
"Undertaker? Are you here?" Your 16-year-old voice cracked in embarrassment. You weren't so good at speaking, especially in emotional times such as this.
"Oh, well 'ello then! You must be ___, here about your mother, 'my correct my lady?" The door on a coffin on the back wall slid open. Giant round, green eyes shown through hair. Long black fingernails shined a glossy glow in the dim environment. You got an