The tables are turned: having magically stopped aging in the 19th century, Lilly Linton is no longer the secretary slaving for cold, stone-faced business-magnate Rikkard Ambrose. Now, in the 21st century, the roles are reversed. In their fierce struggle for control, who will emerge on top? In this short story, everything about your favourite characters from Robert Thier’s story ‘Storm and Silence’ is turned on its head. A hilarious little trip into the madness of alternative realities.

When Rikkard and Lilly get trapped in a mysterious chaise, they get transported to a very new and strange world. My entry for Rob Thier's fan fiction contest.

Winning first place in Sir Rob's Storm and Silence fanfiction contest, here is my entry for all of you to enjoy. ~ 0 ~ Five possibilities in one. Which would you choose? ~ A queen and her servant? ~ A general and his captive? ~ A bride and groom? ~ A husband and wife with child? ~ Or just plain, a secretary and his boss? ~ 0 ~ 'Adequate,' Mr Ambrose expressed and...smiled. Smiled! The son of a bachelor actually smiled! Right then and there, I believed it to be the devil's magic. He nodded at Father Karim, signaling him to go on. The priest did and after a moment, I heard Mr Ambrose vomit out his words: 'I do.' ~ 0 ~ No erotica here. Just plain fun and twisted humor. Enjoy! Characters are not mine. All credit goes to @RobThier.

My second place winning entry for Sir Rob's fanfiction contest! ____________________________ It should have been easier to find her, with less people in the way. It should have been the easiest mission in his life. He'd faced greater challenges than this and had triumphed every time. But what should have been an easy task was rapidly sending Rikkard into a slight panic. He had been looking for two hours. And she was still nowhere to be found. He wanted to yell. He wanted to rage and storm and trample the city over, tearing it out by its roots until he found her. He couldn't afford to lose her. He didn't want to lose her. The only thing he wanted was to find her and go home, away from this accursed place, far from its infinite streets and bothersome shopkeepers. He should have never come here. It wasn't worth losing two people in one night; first his prey and then the girl. It wasn't worth the failure he now felt the weight of on his shoulders, the hole in his heart. Funny. He had never wished for help in his life, but now, more than anything, he wished that there was someone there to help him find his Lilly. ____________________________ All characters belong to the wonderful Sir Rob, author of the Storm and Silence series.

A series of Storm and Silence one shots ~~~ It was the warmth that he remembered the most. She was warm, so warm. Like a glowing hearth providing relief to a weary traveller from the cold in the dead of winter. Everything about her was like fire. From her fingers leaving scorched trails everywhere she touched him to the velvet of her lips igniting the furnace in his chest. ~~~

*STORM AND SILENCE BELONGS TO THE FANTASTIC ROB THIER* When Lilly receives her first paycheck, she starts wondering- what to do with the money? Besides buying chocolate, a suit that fits and getting Uncle Bufford's cane back, of course. Lilly has already shown women are capable of working, now she's taking on another challenge: show those dratted men there's no reason women shouldn't go to college. (Fear not, there is plenty of Lambrose :3 and a surprise appearance by... Well, I can't tell you that, can I?) Dear ifrits, Join me in pretending nothing bad ever happened until it's all fixed and Lilly and Rikkard are canon. Yours in denial, Hiraeth.

In the dark of night, a figure slipped through the door to Mr. Ambrose's office. That figure, was me - Lilly Linton. ____________________________________________________________________ This is a fanfiction dedicated to @RobThier for his excellent novel: Storm and Silence. I hope you enjoy my narration of Lilly Linton, and her adventures with Mr.Ambrose. Thanks for reading!

These characters belong to RobTheir. Before reading this story, read his books, Storm and Silence, In the Eye of the Storm, and Silence is Golden, otherwise, the story won't make sense. This story takes place right after Lilly and Mr Ambrose come back from the jungle in book three. It tells the story about what would happen if Lilly had gotten pregnant, going back and forth between the present, and flashbacks about what happened to get them there. (Completed 10-01-17)

This is a fanfiction, considering that anything from this account will be fanfiction. All credit goes to the marvelous author @RobThier, for creating a masterpiece such as Storm and Silence, and it's sequel: In The Eye of The Storm. The characters are not mine, just merely borrowing them. x. Ambrosial (adj.) 1. worthy of the gods; ambrosian; 2. extremely pleasing to the taste; sweet and fragrant; She was something that I couldn't decipher. She was a mystery just as I am. She was something that I couldn't help but let my mind wander to. She was always a question that needn't be answered. You just have to understand her. And, I do. That was what I was afraid of. I can't afford to lose time. But then again, time seems not to be lost when I'm with her. And maybe, that's enough for me. {I can warn you right now that this would not be the same as the original because I suck at imitations and I do not plan on borrowing Sir Rob's writing style (which is flawless, by the way), and my writing style will probably be dominant. This would probably cause a lot of confusion (most of my stories do) since I am not really used to reading or writing Historical Fiction. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. I will not tolerate ludicrous comments, whining and comparing this to the original.} Cheers.

A collection of short stories dedicated to Sir Rob Thier's series: Storm and Silence.