Everything has an origin story. A spooky town settled in a dried up lake bed, off the beaten path, idyllic and just this side of wrong; a town built on urban legends and folklore, on nightmares and unease, on one man's mistakes that trickle through the ages. A small town too caught up in each other's business to notice what's rising under their feet. Elijah's just lucky enough to be at the epicenter.

Once upon a time, there lived a boy named Pekka. It sounds like the beginning of a fairytale, doesn't it? A story told to children to warm them during winter nights, a tale whispered while sitting by the embers of a dying fire, laughed at over steaming cups of hot chocolate. But fairytales have happy endings. And we all know how this story ends. He didn't start off bad. He was just another pigeon, just another farm boy, just another pocket waiting to be picked. He was a nobody. He came to Ketterdam as a young, healthy, successful man. He left as another victim of Kaz Brekker. This is the story of how Pekka Rollins became the Barrel boss that everyone grew to hate. We are all somebody's monster... [Highest Rankings: #1 in #leighbardugo, #2 in kanej]

How do you fight an enemy who never shows his face? The murder of crows must band together with a privateer prince to face their greatest challenge yet. But though Kaz is playing for the Dregs, Nikolai suspects that the future of the world is at stake. Has Dirtyhands met his match? Kaz's throne as ruler of the Barrel has toppled. Inej must reclaim her rooftop kingdom. Wylan is torn between two lives. Jesper knows something's up with Wylan. Nina is trapped as the shadows draw closer. Nikolai is hiding from a mysterious assassin. One thing is for sure - not all of them will walk away this time. No mourners. No funerals. "You're right," Kaz said, eyes black and unforgiving. "You were always right. It's not the tricks they feared, not the lies, the thieving. They don't need a broken boy-leader. But they don't need me." His face softened, just for a second, and he touched her cheek with bandaged fingers. "It'll be the last time, I promise. The last heist." And he dropped his hand, and he stood sharply. "See, the Mask has bested me before. But he's never fought Dirtyhands." A smile uncoiled across his face, slow and dark, a promise of violence. "They might not need me to beat him, Inej, but they need the monster. And I'm more than happy to deliver." A Six of Crows / Crooked Kingdom fansequel.

After bursting onto the fantasy scene with his acclaimed debut novel, Elantris, and following up with his blockbuster Mistborn trilogy, Brandon Sanderson proves again that he is today’s leading master of what Tolkien called “secondary creation,” the invention of whole worlds, complete with magics and myths all their own. Warbreaker is the story of two sisters, who happen to be princesses, the God King one of them has to marry, the lesser god who doesn’t like his job, and the immortal who’s still trying to undo the mistakes he made hundreds of years ago. Their world is one in which those who die in glory return as gods to live confined to a pantheon in Hallandren’s capital city and where a power known as BioChromatic magic is based on an essence known as breath that can only be collected one unit at a time from individual people. By using breath and drawing upon the color in everyday objects, all manner of miracles and mischief can be accomplished. It will take considerable quantities of each to resolve all the challenges facing Vivenna and Siri, princesses of Idris; Susebron the God King; Lightsong, reluctant god of bravery, and mysterious Vasher, the Warbreaker.

Various one-shots about the umbrella kiddos. Mostly Klaus-focused. No x reader