"27 years my love, It's been 27 years of lonely nights and deep sadness And you have come back to me" "Yet not quite the same" 27 years after Pennywise's rest, Lola has once again been reunited with her obscure love. Something that once started bitter and dangerous soon turned sweet but now everything seems to be unraveling itself like a knitted sweater. All the heart break and struggles Lola faced now seem unworthy when facing one of her biggest obstacles yet. Some problems seem to feel permanent and sometimes the solution seems to be slowly floating away...

He doesn't take you by force. He takes you because he can't stop thinking about you. In the mind-world of the Creel House, Henry Creel does not collect people at random. He chooses you - older, aware, inconveniently perceptive - and keeps you close in ways that feel deliberate, long before they feel frightening. The children come later. They are easier. They believe what they're told. You don't. That's the problem. Henry calls it interest. Curiosity. A necessary fixation. But the truth is simpler and far more dangerous: you make him feel exposed. Seen. Real. And he resents you for it almost as much as he wants you there. He doesn't need your help with the children. He needs you to stay. This is a story about obsession that breeds control, about vulnerability used as leverage, about a monster who does not want to love - but does not know how to stop choosing you. This is a psychological descent where protection becomes possession, tenderness becomes strategy, and the most terrifying question is not how do you escape - but why haven't you tried.

Your name is icelyn. A unique name your mother gave you. Cold as the largest desert in the world. A normal woman who wants to take a break from a disaster home and only wants to live with herself. Apparently you found a place to live. Derry, Maine. Your friend suggested you to go there if you want to live with yourself. You hesitate to agree since you really want to leave your home for awhile just to focus on yourself first. You're done taking care of your siblings and you wanted to start a new fresh life. Now.. we wait.

A young woman saved Georgie from a terrible fate in the rain, but what she didn't know that she must face the nightmare that has been lurking around in Derry for years. Now she must pay the price for saving Georgie and the Losers Club by becoming a mate of IT. If the deal was broken, Pennywise will go after Belle's loved ones. *Image by FandomScreenshots*

In his shadowed smile, I learned that the dark does not only take. But sometimes, it keeps what it intends to love forever.

She has been lonely for life. And wanted to have someone to love her. She wanted more than anything is to find the one. When she met the legendary serial killer Jason Voorhees, he has been getting strange but wonderful feelings around her. And she been getting the same feelings. Do they love each other? This is for girls only and enjoy!

Sitting in her dark room with tears streaming down her face and a broken heart, she had been completely oblivious to the tall shadow that lurked within the corners of her room. The same tall dark shadow that would change her life forever. (There is going to be plenty of SMUT in this book so beware!) I saw some pennywise the dancing clown love fan fics going around and decided to challenge myself and write one. If you are not comfortable with this idea then simply don't read it. This is for my pennywise lovers out there:)

Cloe goes back to Derry, after leaving with her parents 27 years before, in hopes of starting a new life and find a cure to the strange nightmares she's been having since her child. English is not my first language, so if you notice some misspelling or something like that bothering you, please let me know!

Some'thing' that shouldn't have wanted me. And some'thing' I shouldn't have wanted. Moving back to your mother's childhood home isn't all that bad. No, now you finally get to live a normal, peaceful life in a small town, where the quiet streets promise a chance to free your mind from every torment that once clung to it. You have never quite allowed your own mind to wander beyond what is ordinary. You have never truly wanted to believe in anything that might make you question what you know. You are a logical person. Painfully, stubbornly logical and your heart has always remained in the right place-somewhere that should never make you question what you 'feel', or where it was always meant to be. You refuse to let any of that change. But anything can be changed if fate has already decided so. When the story has already been written and the ink has long since dried, no amount of logic, doubt, or defiance can erase what was always meant to happen- or stop your heart from wanting what fate had already chosen. Those are simply the rules. And we were never meant to break them.

Finally the house was ready. All renovated, painted walls, furnished and tidy. The only thing left was to cover the well in the basement, but that she would do later, the whole moving making her more concerned about holes in the roof than a basement with half a dozen rats. Moving to Neibolt had been the best decision of her life. 2° - dancingclown