In 1925, a young entrepreneur travels to New Orleans, Louisiana, in pursuit of a fresh start. She encounters some mysterious people along the way, and supernatural occurrences as well.

Former priest Zion Fitzwilliam never planned to return to the place that broke him. After fleeing Gracepoint, he and Rosemary head north, back to the Commune-the isolated religious sect that once claimed his soul. But this time, he's not going back to stay. He's going back to save his sister and her children. Disguised as a devout priest returning to his former community, Zion must convince the Superiors that he has finally seen the error of his ways. By his side is Rosemary, posing as a pious woman seeking to join the sisterhood. But beneath their disguises, they are walking a dangerous line, navigating a web of watchful eyes, whispered gossip, and the ever-present threat of being discovered. The Superiors are suspicious, Adah is trapped in a life of silent suffering, and Rosemary is horrified by the way women are forced into submission. As Zion is pulled deeper into his old role, forced to preach the same doctrine that once enslaved him, the ghosts of his past claw their way to the surface.

[The Lovers] two figures so in love they are out to destroy the other. It's about passion, about allowing yourself to be overwhelmed, allowing a love to be feral without needing to domesticate it. (alternate universe to my silent intimacy, daryl dixon fic) daryl dixon x oc smut warning pre apocalypse

(REMMICK X FEMALE OC) ❝𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘎𝘰𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘯. ❞ June was done with the stages and the spotlight until her brothers' juke joint pulled the music and the fire back out of her. But as her voice echoes through the night, it draws Remmick closer, a man bound by blood and desire, while the dark secrets of her past resurface, forcing her to face everything she thought she'd forgotten.