A collection of one shots about Bill Skarsgärd and his character Roman Godfrey. Includes a few with other characters he has portrayed.
// a story in which a leather wearing, badass american princess meets a leather wearing, doe eyed, Liverpudlian rockstar in 1959 //
It's the college life for Holly. Time for new experiences, new friends, old friends, and another handsome teacher. Well, professor, this time. Much to Jeremy's annoyance. Chris seems okay with it. That is, until suddenly it seems there might be someone who could actually take Holly away from him... Book 1: A Proscript...
Chris and Holly's relationship is finally perfect. With no gangs to harass them, the only thing they have to worry about it keeping their relationship a secret from the student body and faculty at school. Simple enough. Except when have things ever been that simple for these two? Cue in the appearance of two new stud...
Holly's new, young teacher has a dark past, and a dangerous future. She soon finds herself charmed by his ways, and gets thrown into the chaos. Who knew having an ex-gangster for a teacher could be so troublesome? As Holly and Mr. Heywood grow closer, more questions about his past come upon Holly, as does danger. What...
Divorced and devoting himself to his work, Paul McCartney is entering 1981 stressed and depressed. Looking for a little help, he calls upon his good friend Mister Marks to see what he can do. Will his temporary secretary turn into more than what she is supposed to be?
Someone told me there's a girl out there with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair... "Just until tomorrow, m'kay?" "All right, love. My name's Paul, by the way." "Just until tomorrow, Paul." Tomorrow can mean a lot of things. Tomorrow never knows. -1971-
From the loss of a mother to the loss of a father, Prudence Rose Atwood had seen it all. With a tumultuous childhood filled with sorrow, young Prudence is left to live with the McCartney family: Jim, Mary, Paul, and Michael. Feeling out of place in a family so close knit, Prudence would cry herself to sleep. Until one...
As the years passed by, I realized how out of place I felt. Nothing looked, sounded, or felt how it should. Of course, though, it seemed that there was nothing I could do to resolve my issues. No one understood me and seeing a doctor or a therapist, like my family had suggested, wouldn't help. I was lost; lost in a ti...
