My name is Stephen Littlewood. I have three brothers and four sisters. I was born in what they now call the Early Modern era of Europe. While some born in the 1600s were privileged to live in wealth and luxury, more than three quarters of London’s population lived in the slums. But enough about me, this story is about a girl—a girl named Rose. She was our youngest sister, one of the 75,000 victims that died of the bubonic plague. They say every single being has a purpose in life. Mine, I believe, is to share my sister's tale.

In the wake of the Great War, and an epidemic that had had ripped the country to shreds, 1919 dawned as Britain slowly pieced itself back together. Few families had not suffered loss and heartache, but life must go on, and a new decade was on the horizon. The Crawford's were a respectable London family of inherent wealth and good social standing. But the war and its aftermath had not discriminated on wealth or power and they had not escaped the heartbreak. The London socialite scene no longer held the appeal it once had, so when a new opportunity landed at their doorstep, Catherine Crawford was quick to take up the offer. Marchwood Hall was an idyllic retreat. A quaint country manor where the family could escape the busy city life, and take time to heal. But Marchwood Hall had seen its own share of heartbreak and tragedy. Closed up and abandoned, for too long it had lain in wait, in want of someone with whom to share its secrets. Pain and blood are some things the Crawfords just can't leave behind.

Candice White is beyond furious to find out that her birthday party has been turned into a surprised engagement party for her. So what does she do next? She sneaks out from it, of course, only to cross paths with... A skunk? Can her day get any worse than this?

Joey Potter had finally made the choice to be with Pacey Witter. Now, after nearly a year later, she is coping with the repercussion of her decision. And who will she turn to seeking for solace other than to her very best friend, Dawson Leery? But will she still do that if she knew what would transpire between them in the future?

This is a collection of some old first drafts. I wrote them a while ago, and they are unedited. Contains: Flashbacks of a Fool (Historical Romance) Faethfully Yours: Awakening (Fantasy) I hope you enjoy them!