#story book collection

[plaid-shirtsandvibranium-arms]

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Pairings: Werewolf!Steve Rogers x Reader (A Spin on Little Red Riding Hood)

Summary: America's golden boy becomes America's most wanted and he just found his perfect prey.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY. DARK FIC. stalking, drugging, somnophilia, forced oral (f receiving), marking, running for your fucking life

Word Count: 2.4K+ (One Shot)

A/N: What? Grown ups need grown up fairy tales. 😈 Someone find me a wolf. Honestly I was shown this art by the very talented @murkycrush months and months ago by @autumnrose40 and I still cannot get it out of my head. I have a thing for the harness obviously.

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Steve Rogers first caught your scent at an unassuming traveler’s stop in the middle of nowhere 8 months ago. It was your run of the mill stop for people just passing through, homey and not at all crowded that served good pie. A sleepy town with a tiny population that most people forget once it’s already in their rearview mirror. Steve had been extra careful to go unnoticed, growing out his beard and wearing his trucker cap low. He had been lifting cars at random and had been particular about not staying anywhere for too long. The rest of the time he ran. He much preferred it. Letting go into his full form and running at full speed in the thick shroud of the forests.

For the first time, Steve Rogers felt free.

It was big news when it came out. Every single headline for months read about the tragedy that happened. Captain America, an admired hero and a living legend, had volunteered to be a research test subject after it was found that his unique genetic makeup enhanced by the serum could potentially lead to a breakthrough to some of the world's most deadly diseases. It was admirable and very on brand for the Avenger, but something had gone terribly wrong. Somehow all the testing had resulted in enhancing him to unimaginable proportions, to uncontrollable heights. He was made into the perfect predator and along the way he began losing touch of his humanity.

America's golden boy had come unhinged.

It shook the nation. They say that anything enhanced had to come from something. Steve was a good man before, he still is, but all the loss that he's had to endure has jaded him. All the wars he's had to fight have hardened him. All the compromises he was forced to make had chipped away at the shiny idealism of that scrawny Brooklyn boy. He craved freedom. Freedom to make his own choices. Freedom to be selfish. Freedom to take back what was deprived of him.

So when you came into that small diner, smiling widely at the waitress as you ordered your food and gladly told her about your traveling plans, he knew he just had to have you. You were so beautiful, your face radiating joy despite the tiredness on your stiff shoulders. You pulled your red coat jacket tighter around you, pulling the hood lower to warm your face and shaking off the snow. 

Red looked good on you.

You would stay the night in the available rooms attached to the diner, he was sure of it. You looked much too tired to drive and it was getting dark, too dangerous for a woman to be traveling alone. There was something in your scent that told him that you belonged to him.

You were meant to be his.

You were passed out as soon as your head hit the pillow, your belly warm with food and the fatigue heavy on your eyelids. Your friends and family had all expressed their doubts and their worry about your cross-country adventure. It was dangerous for a woman to travel alone and there was an allegedly deranged super soldier loose, but it was the best time you've ever had in your life. It was so worth it.

Steve watched and waited in the shadows for you to fall deeper into your slumber, finding the small satisfied smile on your lips to be endearing. It was a simple matter after that to slip into your room. He loomed over you, palming his rapidly swelling cock as he took in the details of your features. You slept in only a small pair of panties, leaving everything open to his heated gaze. You were like a delectable meal spread out for him to indulge in.

You were so goddamn perfect.

You looked so inviting that he just had to have a taste. Carefully, he reached for your exposed breasts and squeezed. He sighed at how good you felt and your lack of reaction only made him grow bolder. You were more exhausted than you thought. He kneaded your breasts harder, rolling your hardened nipples between his fingers and relishing how responsive you were. He retracted his hand as you stirred, but groaned deep in his chest as you opened your legs wide for him.

"You need me, don't you? You want me to touch you some more, honey?"

His hand trailed from your nipples to down to cup your heat. Your back arched and your hips circled slowly as his hand rubbed, your panties growing increasingly damp. Still you remained sleeping and from your point of view you were having a very very good dream.

“You're just so tired, aren’t you? Let me help you take the edge off.”

His fingers shoved your ruined panties aside and dove in, slowly and inch by inch to make sure you didn't wake up. By the time he was knuckle deep in your pussy and scissoring you, his cock felt like it would explode in his pants.

“You’re so fucking tight. You’re gonna feel so good around my cock.”

You sighed and stirred a bit more, the little sounds you were making as your hips asked for more from him was making his head spin. He could smell the musky scent of your arousal and he loved how your pussy was sucking his fingers back with each pump he did.

“Don’t worry, honey. I’m gonna give my cock to you. It’ll fit. We just gotta stretch you out first.”

A sharp gasp escaped your lips and your brows furrowed when he pressed up on that extra sensitive spot inside you. He smirked, hastening his movements and continuing to drive you higher and higher. His other hand joined the other to rub hard circles on your clit and his mouth came down to suck on your tits. Your heavy eyelids began to flutter, your unconscious mind getting overwhelmed by the fire that was threatening to consume you.

“That’s right. Give it to me. Fucking cum for me,” he growled against your flesh.

You screamed, your eyes squeezed close tightly and your body shaking as your release racked your whole body. Steve could hardly move his fingers with the way you were squeezing them so he fucked them deeper inside you as you rode out your high. You sat upright suddenly, one hand flying to your hair and the other to your chest as you tried to stabilize yourself. Your heart was pounding out of your chest, your pulse was much too quick, and there was a thin sheen of sweat on your forehead.

“What the fuck?”

You felt an ache between your legs and was more than just surprised at how drenched your panties and the sheets were. You threw yourself back on the bed and took in big gulping breaths. That was one hell of a wet dream. It had been a while since you’ve had a good fuck, but you didn’t think you were that horny.

It took you a while to fall back asleep and in your disoriented state you failed to notice the dangerous looking blonde in the corner of the room, sniffing the scent you left on his fingers before slipping the taste into his mouth. His eyes glinted in the shadows as he watched your chest rise and fall in a more regular pattern.

That was the first time Steve came to you. He followed you across the country in your travels since then and the next time he got you alone he dove straight for your cunt, his mouth lapping at your folds ravenously. Having tasted you just that little bit from his fingers made him crave you and the small dose of drugs he slipped into your drinking water at the hotel as you showered was meant to keep you cooperative because he knew he wasn’t going to let up until your scent was dripping off his beard. He barely held himself back as he waited for you to succumb to the drugs, falling asleep as you watched some pointless TV.   

He moaned and growled into your pussy as his tongue speared into you, fully enthusiastic as he explored your most intimate parts. His large hands were gripping tightly onto your thighs, keeping you spread wide for him. He didn’t stop aggressively eating you out until your cum had soaked his face and was dripping down his chin. All through it, you were in a blissful state of unconsciousness.

When you woke the next morning, that was when you felt that something was off. Something felt very wrong from how your sheets were again wet, your naked state when you specifically remembered you wore a shirt and panties to bed, and the thick woodsy smell of someone else in the room.

You were terrified.

Your terror came to it’s height when once you woke up with a blinding headache and a sticky substance on your tits. That’s when everything clicked and you began to notice the little things you had overlooked in the past few weeks. Your luggage moving, your underwear sometimes out in the open. The creepy feeling at the back of your neck that you’re being watched. Some of your needs unexpectedly being met like those times someone had footed the bill for some of your meals or the time a small bag of groceries were delivered to you by the inn’s staff. You chalked it all up to luck or the goodwill of small town folk.

You should have known better. 

It had been a week since you last really slept, the fear you felt keeping you alert and jolting you awake at any little sound. You were exhausted, but you kept yourself tediously careful in trying to lose whoever was visiting you in your sleep. You kept switching up lanes, driving in circles, riding on ferries, switching out rental cars. You did everything you could to shake him off.

You were practically dead on your feet by the time you arrived at your grandmother’s log cabin in the woods. It was the end of your travel plans, culminating at your grandmother’s old cottage that she had left to you in her will. You pushed yourself to make sure every single door and window was bolted shut and couldn’t be opened without making a loud noise before you finally allowed yourself to rest. Your body dropped heavily onto the bed, your sore muscles finally relaxing after being so tense for so long. Sleep weighed you down and you were quick to slip into unconsciousness.

You startled awake at the sound of loud banging against the heavy wooden front door. Your heart rate immediately quickened and you scooted back on the bed, tucking yourself against the wall and keeping a wary eye at the door. Your blood ran cold at the sound of a low intimidating voice that seemed to be full of dark amusement.

“Oh come on, honey. Open the door.”

That voice.

You knew that voice. You knew it was the voice that had been haunting your explicit dreams, whispering dirty words as you lay unconscious and orgasm after orgasm was pulled from you, but more than that you knew that you’ve heard it somewhere else before. Hearing it again now seemed to spark your memory, but perhaps the fear was hindering you from placing it exactly.

“Open the door. I won’t ask again.”

Steve heard you whimper from the other side of the door. He smirked as he smelled your scent and at the memory of you trying to lose him. It was a valiant attempt and he did rather enjoy letting you think that you actually had a chance. You didn’t. There was no possible way for him to lose you when your very scent was now ingrained in his mind. This destination of yours even worked perfectly for him. Isolated. Surrounded by a thick forest. Miles away from the nearest town. No one would bother you two.

Though he’s been visiting you in your sleep and tasting you to his fill, he has held himself back from fully claiming you. He wanted you conscious for the first time he fucked his cock into you. He wanted you awake when he made you cum hard around him, screaming his name and gushing around his thighs. He wanted you fully aware when he finally claimed you, marking you and binding you to him for all eternity.

It was time.

He rammed his shoulder against the door and it shook on its hinges. You shrieked from the other side, murmuring pleas under your breath for him to leave you alone. He wouldn’t. That’s not how this works. He found his perfect mate and he wasn’t about to let you go. He rammed the door again, putting more of his weight into it. You could hear the wood splinter at the force and tears began to edge your eyes.

“I won’t hurt you, honey. Haven’t I been taking good care of you?”

You screamed as the door flew off its hinges, the cold air of the night blowing in and only worsening your shivering form. You were paralyzed, frozen on the spot as you watched with wide eyes the alpha male posed at your door. His arms were stretched up over his head, the muscles flexing as he gripped onto the doorframe. 

His body was bare, showing off just how strong this predator was and that you didn’t stand a chance. His cock was fully erect, angry and leaking at the tip, and just as intimidating as the rest of him. Another scream was caught in your throat as he drew nearer to you because at that point you were able to recognize him.

Even with the longer messy hair, untamed beard, glowing golden eyes, and elongated canines you still recognized him without a shadow of a doubt. His face was unmistakable and the recent news only made him more so. If that wasn’t enough then the dog tags, the harness around his torso, and the indisputable glint of metal on his back completely gave him away.

Captain Steve Rogers.

The disgraced Captain Steve Rogers.

The hunted down and most wanted Captain Steve Rogers.

He stood before you, smirked, swiped a sharp claw and ripped your clothes down the middle. His eyes darkened in lust at the sight of you bare, that red coat jacket with the hood barely keeping on you. He looked feral. He looked like a hungry animal and by the way he was licking his lips it looked like you were on the menu.

“Hey, Red. Missed me, honey?”

#steve rogers x reader #dark!fic #nomad!steve rogers #werewolf!steve rogers #story book collection #storybook collection #little red riding hood #hide & seek

[yeesiine]

sext: meet me at the second hand bookstore, i’ll bring coffee.

#mood #coffee #bookstore #love story #coffee date #date idea #love language #inviting you #to get coffee with me #collect #some #books

[goddamnshinyrock]

...to be fair I do this while it's in sitting mode, too. Can't escape The Elbow Lean, RIP to my back.

ETA: before anyone says it, my vision is perfect, it's been checked, I'm just incapable of posture

#my art #tfw you stand up to avoid terrible posture in a terrible chair and then notice your posture followed you there #that 'monitor riser' is actually three of my thickest books lol #while my laptop is on the divine comedy and the chicago manual of style #my monitor lives on Mariposa Road the collected Jeeves stories and American Warblers #Two of the latter I haven't actually read yet because they've just become my monitor stand #I should. swap those out so I can read them sometime lol

[sovksluv]

LOVE IN CHAOS

☠︎︎ . pairing - Clarisse La Rue x fem!Nemesis!oc collection

☠︎︎ . summary - everyone either wants to be her or be with her, in awe at her unmistakable confidence and clever comebacks. she was a tough force to be reckoned with, and there was just one other girl as strong as her, ready and willing to put her strength to the test. that girl who would kill herself if it meant she was proving her strength.

☠︎︎ . includes - main series with additional blurbs! oc is specified as a mixed black and hispanic girl with a name !!

☠︎︎ . series taglist - @curlymeme

☠︎︎ . pjo taglist - @perseus-jackass @niktwazny303

☠︎︎ . now playing - Sexy Drug by Falling In Reverse

☠︎︎ . a/n - thank you to @curlymeme for the oc creation ! she gets just as much credit for this as me 💋

☠︎︎ . series

☠︎︎ . chapter 1 - all by yourself, sitting alone

☠︎︎ . chapter 2 -

☠︎︎ . chapter 3 -

☠︎︎ . chapter 4 -

☠︎︎ . to be continued…

☠︎︎ . extras

☠︎︎ . series playlist

☠︎︎ . series moodboards

© sovksluv 2024 , please do not repost or translate my work !

#𖤐 . rue talks #𖤐 . rue’s world #clarisse x reader #clarisse la rue x reader #clarisse x you #clarisse pjo #clarisse la rue #clarisse la rue x y/n #clarisse la rue fluff #clarisse la rue imagine #clarisse la rue story #clarisse la rue series #love in chaos collection #love in chaos fanfic #love in chaos stories #love in chaos series #percy jackon and the olympians #percy series #percy jackson #pjo book spoilers #pjo tv #pjo season 1 #pjo series #pjo disney+ #pjo fandom #pjo show #pjo spoilers #pjo tv show #pjo clarisse #dior goodjohn

[uispeccoll]

#MiniatureMonday

The Little Sand Crab/ By D'Ambrosio

The Little Sand Crab is an artist's book published in 1981 by The Compulsive Printer press. It was written, typeset, illustrated, designed, and bound by printer D'Ambrosio. The book is set in Bulmer, printed on Ingres Oyster paper, and stands at 74 mm tall. The cover is bound in red cloth and contains an openwork design of golden sun rays. UI Special Collections has copy no. 7 of a limited edition 85 copies. 

This warped Princess and the Frog type tale - but with a crab of course - D'Ambrosio himself describes to be "the story of how the greed of one lover can goad the other into committing uncharacteristic acts." 

--M Clark

#miniaturemonday #uiowa #special collections #rare books #miniature books #D'Ambrosio #love story

[digitalnewberry]

The Book of Magical Charms

Ever since we asked for help transcribing and translating the Book of Magical Charms (Newberry MS 5017) in 2017, people have been fascinated with and... concerned about this little manuscript.

But what IS this book, really? It's not a spell book of black magic--it's commonplace book! A collection of recipes, quotations, and yes, magical charms copied down by a lawyer and book collector named Robert Ashley in the 1600s. In a time where the magical and mundane seemed to coexist, Ashley collected a variety of guides that may have been able to help him address health issues--some which claimed to have scientific backing, others which are purely magic. (He also copied down some experiments that were supposed to help him win at dice.)

In early modern England, Christianity and magic were closely linked, and this book would not have been seen as blasphemous. However, it's unlikely that Ashley attempted any of these spells himself, as he had little privacy or ability to procure obscure ingredients. You can see a few excerpts of the book here:

If you're interested in summoning spirits yourself*, you will be happy to hear that the Book of Charms has been fully transcribed and translated by amazing volunteers. But wait, I hear you saying, I don't see the transcriptions at that link! I only see a very cool manuscript!

Don't worry, it's only a click away. Simply right click then "view details" on any page that you want to see the transcription/translation for, and scroll down to read. The translation follows the transcription in the same text box. Happy summoning!

*The Newberry is NOT liable for anything supernatural that happens if you try to read the Book of Charms out loud.

–Quinn Sluzenski, Digital Initiatives Assistant

View the Book of Charms and more at A Very Newberry Halloween

for more information:

Satterley, Renae. "Robert Ashley and the Authorship of Newberry MS 5017, The Book of Magical Charms." Manuscript Studies: A Journal of the Schoenberg Institute for Manuscript Studies, vol. 6 no. 2, 2021, p. 268-299. Project MUSE, https://doi.org/10.1353/mns.2021.0017.

#libraries #newberry library #special collections #digital humanities #halloween #archives #book of magical charms #magic #spells #newberryq #Youtube #collection stories

[artist-rat]

my old and new tes character Saima <3 she’s a combination of a couple of my prev. ocs!

#elder scrolls #tes #khajiit #oc: saima #i play / will be playing her in both eso and skyrim bc the 'worldstate' my sister our friend and i have... we just stopped caring lol #probably if asked to take time seriously it would/will be all happening around skyrim times but #we just have such great time running around together in eso building the stories #:') #she's from dragonstar craglorn originally #. traveled... met a pirate captain and fell in love w/ her and became a pirate as well... #is besties with a daedric cat creature literally called 'lockpick' <3 (collects mint for them) #... always keeps a diary and loves collecting books and tomes.. #once got to peek into an elder scroll (but only lost vision from one eye bc kept the other one closed <3) (shh i know it doesn't work like #that in canon but i thought it was silly and awesome for her lol) #...her birthsign is the serpent. most blessed and cursed <3 #BOW GAL! both crossbows and uh. the usual ones? #in eso her class is nightblade. i once did another version as a necromancer and it was rly cool too but decided to keep the nightblade #THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK of my gal <3 it's over now #oh. one more thing.! she/they #💗

[a-freemaniac]

Happy Anniversary to me.

I was a librarian for fifteen years and I read nothing but Fanfiction and Sherlock Holmes Pastiches since 1000 days!

And 400 days since I started to turn my favourite stories into a book collection.

And do you know why? 

Because I know good literature when I see it.

And that is what fanfiction is.

Literature!

Made by authors who put heart and soul into the development of characters and relationships not for prestige or money but for passion and love.

Books, stories and art has many forms and all of them are worth celebrating.

If you like it enjoy it.

That's the whole idea of liking something.

@elldotsee @jbaillier @totallysilvergirl @keirgreeneyes @jobooksncoffee @discordantwords @helloliriels @a-victorian-girl @rey-jake-therapist @colourfulwatson @bewitched-bullet @lisbeth-kk

#fanfiction #appreciation post #literature #pastiche #sherlock #bbc sherlock #fandom #sherlock holmes #johnlock #john watson #stories #book collection #passion

[aceredshirt13]

having read nearly all of the Jeeves short stories, it’s so funny to me that Bertie’s bisexuality manifests as casting a wide but shallow net at girls and a narrow but ridiculously deep net at men. He thinks girls are pretty on a reasonably frequent basis, and has tried to marry at least four women thus far (not counting the unwanted engagements), but when it doesn’t work out he’s over it in 24 hours. Meanwhile he shows absolutely no interest in and never gives flattering depictions of 99% of the men in his life, but will praise Jeeves to anyone who will listen, wax poetic about his appearance (and get defensive on his behalf about it when a child insults it), and is absolutely inconsolable when they are separated.

(also Bertie is in no way allosexual. he is canonically terrified at the thought of reproducing. and due to the narrow but deep net on the other end I don’t imagine he’s going around sleeping with loads of men, either. that man’s either demi as hell or just entirely ace)

#red randomness #jeeves and wooster #bertie wooster #reginald jeeves #wooves #jooster #100 and up neat #finally determined my take on Bertie orientation and had to get the thoughts out #granted I have only read the first three short story collections + Extricating Young Gussie (re: none of the novels or last two stories) #so I can’t speak for the few stories following that or any of the novels #but this is my StanceTM #curious to see what that pastiche Jeeves and the Wedding Bells is like and whether or not it matches this #because if it’s focused on a Bertie het romance then I have trouble seeing it #he truly doesn’t seem invested enough in women for it to carry a whole book??? #they’re more like crushes or cheery whims #while Jeeves is so close to his heart that he can’t bear to be without him. a source of comfort as a person beyond just what the man does #side note there are two pastiches I’ve heard about that put Bertie with Bobbie Wickham and that sounds untenable lmao #Bertie would be at his wit’s end #also I heard she gets a guy later anyway?? and at this point Bertie’s already fallen out of love with her besides??? #truly the greatest sin of those two pastiches is separating him from Jeeves though. good fucking luck #it also sounds like the show is kinda different?? but I’ve never seen it #anyway I’m rambling without all the information so maybe this is total nonsense but hey!

[zoestormwriting]

Book release announcement!

[Image description: The cover of the book THE ENCHANTED FOREST AND OTHER STORIES: FIVE TALES OF GENDER MAGIC by Zoe Storm. The cover depicts a person seen from behind walking on a forest path. The person has brown hair, is wearing a beige beanie and an orange jacket, and has a blue backpack on their shoulder; the forest is dark and foreboding. The title of the book is written in white capital letters on the top part of the cover, and the author's name, also in white capital letters, is at the bottom. End ID.]

And we're live! Thanks for your patience, guys and gals and non-binary pals!

My new book, The Enchanted Forest and Other Stories: Five Tales of Gender Magic is available for purchase as a paperback from Amazon!

It's a collection of five short (and not so short) stories, about people finding themselves thanks to the intervention of something magical; whether that's the Fae, vampires, mermaids, or something else, it depends on the story :)

You can purchase the book right here! (And hopefully it will be delivered in time for Christmas.)

Unfortunately Amazon is the only viable paperback marketplace I have available; I know many people don't like it. Sorry.

But if you prefer your reading to be in the electronic flavour, this book can still be preordered from itch or from other marketplaces, with a release date set on the 24th of December, one week from now.

Also! This book is available in Italian, too, and here's the relevant links: Amazon paperback, itch ebook, other markeptlaces.

I'm really happy to bring this book to y'all, and I hope you'll enjoy reading it!

#my writing #trans #writers on tumblr #trans writers #transgender #tumblr writers #writerblr #fiction #trans positivity #books #short story collection

[the-modern-typewriter]

Hi!

My best friend's short story collection just came out!! (It's here on Goodreads).

Ancient British myths reimagined According to stories, we share our world with a menagerie of mysterious creatures. What happens when those creatures appear in the modern world? Do fairies still like traditional offerings of herbs and spices? Do unicorns still live in forests? Do sea serpents still yearn to eat innocent maidens? This collection of stories brings myths from across the UK to a modern world with offices, cities and fast food restaurants. The consequences are often comedic, sometimes horrific and always surprising.

I haven't written my proper goodreads review for it yet (it's on the agenda) but as a huge queer fairytale fan I loved it!

The style is just delightfully cosy and funny compared to anything I could ever come up with. I also really like that at the end she talks about all of the original versions of the myths, so if you're interested in local folklore from the UK it's also great for that.

Give it a go if you fancy reading about Jack Frost falling in love with the Green Man, goblins running amok in the office printer, ghost dogs and more!

You can talk to her on Twitter or whatever it's called @ficcaholic.

#short story collection #short stories #fairytales #fairy tales #myths and legends #books #bookblr #reading #new books #book rec #book recommendation #anthology #unicorns #fairies #goblins #the loch ness monster

[p1325]

My book collection so far

Jane Austen - Pride and Prejudice

Emily Bronte - Wuthering Heights

Louisa May Alcott - Little Women

Charlotte Bronte - Jane Eyre

Jane Austen - Sense and Sensibility

Edith Wharton - The Age Of Innocence

Jane Austen - Emma

Gustave Flaubert - Madame Bovary

Jane Austen - Northanger Abbey

Edith Wharton - The House of Mirth

Jane Austen - Persuasion

Louisa May Alcott - Good Wives

Nathaniel Hawthorne - The Scarlet Letter

Charlotte Bronte - The Professor

Leo Tolstoy - Anna Karenina (Part 1)

Leo Tolstoy - Anna Karenina (Part 2)

Jane Austen - Mansfield Park

Anne Bronte - Agnes Grey

Thomas Hardy - Far from The Madding Crowd

William Makepeace Thackeray - Vanity Fair (Part 1)

William Makepeace Thackeray - Vanity Fair (Part 2)

Pierre-Ambroise-François Choderlos de Laclos - Dangerous Liaisons

Alexandre Dumas fils - The Lady of the Camellias

Henry James - Washington Square

Louisa May Alcott - A Garland For Girls

Henry James - The Portrait of A Lady (Part 1)

Henry James - The Portrait of A Lady (Part 2)

Jane Austen - Lady Susan. The Watson. Sanditon

Anne Brontë - The Tenant of Wildfell Hall

Thomas Hardy - Tess of the D’Urbeville

Edith Wharton - The Mother’s Recompense

Daniel Defoe - Moll Flanders

Henry James - The Wings of the Dove

Edith Wharton - The Customs of the Country

Kate Chopin - The Awakening

Jane Austen - Juvenilia  

George Eliot - Middlemarch (Part 1)

George Eliot - Middlemarch (Part 2)  

George Sand - Nanon

Henry James - The Ambassadors

Elizabeth Gaskell - Cranford

Thomas Hardy - Under The Greenwood Tree

Edith Wharton - Summer

George Sand - Indiana

Henry James - The Bostonians

George Eliot - Silas Marner

Henry James - The Golden Bowl (Part 1)

Henry James - The Golden Bowl (Part 2)  

Edith Wharton - The Twilight Sleep

Emily Eden - The Semi-Attached Couple

Edith Wharton - The Glimpses of the Moon

Mary Elizabeth Braddon - Lady Audley’s Secret

George Eliot - The Mill on the Floss

Elizabeth Gaskell - Mary Barton 

Fanny Burney - Evelina 

George Sand - Little Fadette

Emily Eden - The Semi-detached House

Charlotte Brontë - Shirley I

Charlotte Brontë - Shirley II

Daniel Defoe - Lady Roxana

Theodor Fontane  - Effie Briest 

Edith Wharton - The Cliff

Thomas Hardy - Two on a Tower

Frances Hodgson Burnett - A Lady of Quality

Louisa May Alcott - Moods

Edith Nesbit - The Incomplete Amorist

Frances Trollope - The Widow Barnaby (Part 1)

#storie senza tempo #books #book collection #classical literature #literature #american literature #german literature #english literature #french literature #jane austen #russian literature #pride and prejudice #emma #sense and sensibility #edith wharton #lady roxana #moll flanders #anna karenina #lev tolstoy #bronte sisters #jane eyre #wuthering heights #the age of innocence #little women #louisa may alcott #timeless classics #romans eternels #novelas eternas #middlemarch #george eliot

[haveyoureadthisbook-poll]

#i have no mouth and i must scream #harlan ellison #science fiction #horror #the submitter didnt say if they meant the short story or the collection so both is fine #book poll #have you read this book poll #polls

[libraryspectre]

#booklr #in 2022 and 2023 i read 103 books exactly #the loan i have suspended is a collection of christmas ghost stories i found last november and the wait list was months long #i get carsick in stop and start traffic but not from reading #and the longest book ive read was of course IT at 1162 pages

[souldagger]

kim bo-young 🤝 ted chiang

speculative fiction that builds stories around brilliantly crafted upside-down, inside-out worlds of alternate scientific realities that make the familiar alien and the alien familiar. and maybe make you have an existential crisis also

#i need every scifi enjoyer to read On the origin of species and other stories by kim bo-young but ESPECIALLY ted chiang fans oh my god. #genuinely one of my favourite short story collections of all time... #.txt #books

[chicabear15]

I think it's funny the fandom has accepted Michael being an arsonist because there is no actual 100% proof he's set anything on fire.

Henry set up the fnaf 6 building to burn down and Michael doesn't seem to be aware of this.

In the paper at the end of fnaf 3 it says that while foul play hasn't been ruled out, the fire was most likely due to faulty wiring.

I will acknowledge that Michael's speech being coupled with the burned remains of fazbear frights and the final fnaf 3 minigame in hw1 does have implications of it being foul play but that's only circumstantial evidence.

#five nights at freddy’s #fnaf #michael afton #sorry if this feels kinda disjointed #this thought has been in my head for weeks #and i needed to get it out #also i havent read any of the short stories beyond the first fazbear frights book #anything else i know from fazbear frights or tales of the pizzaplex is from theories #so while i dont think theres anything that challenges this i dont know if there actually is #i do enjoy all the arson jokes #i like the collective character we've made from one actual voice line and a book