Collection of scenes and snippets related to characters from Beyond the Fine Line (my original work available on my profile). It captures glimpses of their childhoods, teenage years, and moments that never made it into the main story but offer a deeper understanding of their lives, choices, and relationships.

When a vampire appears to be to blame for the murder of a witch's children, war breaks out between the two supernatural groups, and Aideen is caught in the middle. As both a vampire and a witch, everyone wants her to choose a side, and they'll use force if necessary. In the midst of that chaos, Arnie is being haunted by memories from his past. Soon, secrets begin coming to light, and Arnie realizes that everything he thought he knew is a lie. Meanwhile, the members of the Silver Society are mourning the loss of one of their own. Will they be able to continue the fight against evil now that they're missing a piece of their team?

Klaus Hargreeves has always lived on the edge-of addiction, of life, of his own unravelling. But when he's brutally assaulted by someone he trusted, the thin line he walks finally crumbles beneath him. With no waypoint but a handful of pills and a syringe, he spirals into a silence that ends up too heavy to carry by himself. His brother Diego finds him half-dead and haunted. He brings him home in a last-ditch effort to save what's left of The Seance. But Diego's not whole either. Still wrestling with his own trauma and desperate to be better-for his partner Ora, for Klaus, for himself-he's barely holding together the new life he's trying to build. Shotgun Opera is a story about what comes after the worst night of your life. About bruised bodies, broken minds, and the kind of survival that doesn't come clean. Gritty, visceral, and unapologetically raw, this is not a story of redemption-but it just might be the beginning.

Fanfiction - Baldur's Gate III (DnD) > lisible indépendamment de toutes connaissances de l'univers. "Il avait des yeux bleus. Bleus comme l'azur du ciel. Bleus comme la surface plane de l'océan. Il suffit d'un soir. Un soir pour que le miroir coule, l'emporte, que l'encre tâche la mer. Désormais ses yeux sont rouges. Rouges comme le vin. Rouges comme le sang." | Les noms de personnages et de lieux issus de la licence Donjon&Dragon ne m'appartiennent pas. En revanche, les nombreux oc qui se promènent et le scenario général m'est propre, merci de ne pas les réutiliser de quelle que manière que ce soit ♡ | > Il est conseillé de consulter l'Avant Propos avant le début de la lecture.