Sweeney cannot think. He can't stop thinking about Lucy. His Lucy. Eleanor(Nellie) Lovett lived Sweeney but Sweeney doesn't love her back. Or so he thinks. He can't figure out his feelings for the bloody wondered baker. But when something bad happens to Mrs. Lovett, he can finally admit that he does love her. Will these two have a life together?? Read and find out!!!

Sweeney and Nellie now have a family. A son, Toby, and a daughter, Victoria. Their life is happy. Until one incident at school starts a trail of events, that put the family in danger. Can they all make it out alive?

Mrs. Lovett's clumsiness pays off in a good way, when Sweeney starts to have other thoughts of her.There will be tears, there will be pain, but can they work it out and be together? Find out! Sweenett of course! :3

A Sweeney Todd fanfiction from beyond the grave. Once the lives of Sweeney Todd the Demon Barber and Eleanor Lovett, the demon's accomplice, end they are to live in the afterlife where it's even more complicated than the living world. {A twisting to the beautiful fanfiction 'Death is for the Alive' by: Defying.Expectations}

What happens, when Mrs. Lovett delays Mr.Todd's meal? Rated M for sexual content, rape and swearing. Sort of Sweenett. R&R pweazy? :3

Sweeney Todd, a devilish excuse for a barber, has just blown in to the gloomy town of London, 1865. He encounters many people, such as rivals, friends, and even lovers. The problem is, will he be able to keep these blessings without slaughtering them like his customers?

Mrs. Lovett knew deep in her heart she would always love him. And even if she also knew he would probably never love her back, it was too hard to let go. Would he ever gave her a chance to prove she could be the woman he needed?

Swennett love story about them having a family

COMPLETED Mature Content!!! Blue Blood, rich, famous, classic beauty, talented and drop dead gorgeous. These are just some of the best words that define Helena Bonham Carter. At the age of thirty she already has everything a woman could ever ask for. Except a man. Not that she mind, she had no time to date anyone, she had no plans on getting married or raising her own kids. She loves her life the way it is and she had no intention of changing it for anything, or for anybody. Everything is just perfectly in place until one night. The night when she found herself in a private yacht under the glittering night sky and wakes up the next day feeling sore on every bit of her flesh, disorriented on how she ended up naked and branded on top of that bloody rumpled bed, inside the arms of her bestfriend, Johnny Depp. How hard she slapped him is as hard as his determination to make her remember the vows they made last night, as well as the heated passion they shared on his, or rather, their bed.