Christmas feelings fly high in the air. Love and devotion, and a feeling of happiness. But not for one certain stone cold miser. As always, he puts poor Lilly to work, and has no patience for the joy of Christmas. What were you expecting? But when Lillian finds out about a certain betrayal, that is the last straw. She is done with men, and working for them. But she can't stay away from one of them.... Rikkard Ambrose. This is a fanfiction of Storm & Silence, by Rob Thier.

Hey Ifrits! This is my entry for Sir Rob's fanfiction contest. Hope you enjoy :)

Lillian Linton almost thought that her life so far couldn't be any better. Almost. And there was a single person behind her reasoning. Mr. Rikkard Ambrose, a powerful business mogul who happens to be Lillian's boss during the day and semi-lover at night. But in spite of his sexist demeanor and overbearing tendencies, Lillian has come to question if Mr. Ambrose is not the reason that her life isn't perfect, but the reason why she can call her life a 'life' at all. But her life is about to get a little more interesting, Mr. Ambrose or not, as an old family friend of her father's arrives at Lady Samantha's for the ball. And their relationship is about to get more complicated.

Lilly's been ordered to clean and dust the secretary's office by, obviously, her employer, Mr Ambrose. Lilly is not happy with his orders. As always, Mr Ambrose couldn't care less about it. And as always, Lilly's going to make him care. Question is, what and how will she do it? ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ This story has been specially written for the 'A Storm of Fanfiction' writing contest. I had never actually planned on writing a Storm&Silence fanfic as I believed- and still do, I couldn't recreate the magic of Sir Rob's writing skills. But I really wanted to take part in the contest and so here I am. P.s. The story does not have mature contents, but might not be completely appropriate for less-than-13. Sorry. Posted on: 07/08//2017

*my entry for the S&S fan fiction contest :D* Lilly and Mr. Ambrose are on a mission somewhere in the snowy forests of Germany. It's the dead of winter, and you'd think with Mr. Ambrose's coldness to go along with the weather, Lilly would be a frozen popsicle by now. But traveling together, just the two of them could prove to be the one thing that melts his ice cold exterior.

When Mr. Ambrose has to conduct business for the weekend while staying in a cabin in a small village, Lilly insists on coming along. There will be bickering and fighting but despite the cold weather, could sparks still fly? DISCLAIMER: This is based off the novel "Storm and Silence" by Rob Thier. I do not own these characters and claim no rights towards the original story "Storm and Silence".

What happens when Lilly finally gets caught in her own web of lies? Basically everything belongs to Rob Thier and his Storm and Silence Saga. Yay for Wednesday updates! This just happened because I couldn't shut off my brain at six am after reading the update about writing a fanfiction.

Lord Dalgleish pointed his pistol at Mr.Amrbose. He had his back to the blonde headed Lord. I snapped my head towards them. As if in slow motion, the world moved. Somewhere form the corner of my eye, a pistol flew out of hands of one of the fighting men. I lunged, grabbed that pistol and pointed it towards Dalgleish. He didn't notice me. Nobody hurts what's mine, that was the last thought I had before I fired..... --------------------------- This is a fanfiction of the Storm and Silence Series written by Robert Thier. All characters belong to him. This fanfiction is a part of #AStormofFanfiction

It happened so fast. I knew that having a woman in my employment would be dangerous, but I foolishly believed I could obtain happiness if she stayed in my life. Like a blazing fire extinguished, she suddenly left me to drown in my once treasured but now suffocating solitude. ~*~*~*~*~ Disclaimer: This is a continuation of the one shot, 'Rage, Betrayal and Despair' from the fanfiction, "Tales of the Fiery Ifrit and the Iceberg". The events that transpire within this are not happy and will most likely leave you upset and with negative feels. I apologize in advance for the emotional turmoil this may cause you. Also, I DO NOT wish for the things that happen in this story to actually occur in the real book. This is just a what-if scenario, not something I want in the original story. P.S.- Almost all of the characters belong to Robert "Sir Rob" Thier. I do not own them.

Not by far even close to doing justice to Rob Thiers original, this my fellow ifrits is to placate you while you impatiently wait for Wednesdays. ************************* 'Shutup & drink this.' He commanded, extending a cup of vile liquid towards my face. I eyed it distastefully, it looked pukeworthy. His eyes narrowed infinitesimally at the face I was making. 'You will drink this miss Linton & I will brook no arguments.' I looked up at his face to see determination set in stone. 'No.' I shook my head 'Would you rather I force it down your throat?' He asked calmly. I glared at him. 'You wouldn't dare!'