COMPRE O LIVRO FÍSICO: https://www.editoraobarco.com/ PLÁGIO É CRIME Quando Hope Christine Johnson acorda após tentar se matar, ela não está sozinha. Sentado em uma poltrona negra no canto do quarto, um demônio de olhos vermelhos e aparência misteriosa a aguarda. O motivo de ele estar ali nunca é revelado, mas a garota convive com as sombras às suas costas por anos. Até que algo aconteça. Após o desaparecimento de uma colega de infância, Hope se sente determinada a achá-la sob a promessa de que acabaria com a própria vida assim que o mistério fosse solucionado. Com isso, outro demônio aparece: e esse é real. De carne, osso e jaqueta de couro. E ele está mais perto do que todos os outros. (História em primeiro lugar no ranking de histórias paranormais e de terror do Wattpad por meses!) ESSA É UMA DEGUSTAÇÃO COMPRE O LIVRO FÍSICO: https://www.editoraobarco.com/

In this completely AU RP-turned-fanfic involving everyone's favorite Austrian actor, Amaya Thomas is a freelance concept artist/occasional set worker who draws scenes for Inglourious Basterds. She is sent to work on-location in Germany where she meets the not-yet-famous Christoph Waltz. Christoph seems to have some sort of fascination with her that she does not understand. He is everything Amaya could ever want in a man, but could he really feel the same about her? Or is it destined to fizzle out as nothing more than a fling? Disclaimer: This fic is set in an alternate universe and is actually an on-going RP on Tumblr with my fabulous friend, Nikki. In this verse, Christoph is still Christoph, but his personal history has some differences. This is just an rp/fic meant solely for entertaining the imagination.

There will always be an untold story, a story behind everything. A reason why or how things came to what they are. But is it possible that we can forget about it, continue life like it was just a dream? Why do we have to forget, is it to save others or ourselves? Is it for good or bad? Sometimes forgetting where it all begin can lead us to the wrong place and be lost. But what if we chose not to forget but someone made us? A/n: This happened after Thor Ragnarok. Another AU fanfic to share with you all.