Summary: What is a book? It is a means to relieve one from boredom. What does it do? It keeps your mind off of harsh reality for a while. But this is Ms. Lillian Linton we're talking about who can probably move mountains to establish women's rights and then end up being stuck right under it. Where she goes, trouble follows! And now through this story we can see how books instead of saving her from the unimaginable reality, throws her into one! This is a oneshot fanfiction with characters and settings from Rob Thier's Storm and Silence. WARNING: There are spoilers in this story. So you might not be able to understand many parts of it without reading "Storm and Silence" which is book 1 of the series.

This is a story based on Storm and Silence from Lord Dalgliesh's POV! This is my little insight of how Dagliesh thinks...lol (P.S. I am not TheSirRob so please keep that in mind, thank you ifrits!) This character doesn't belong to me but to Robert Their the very talented Victorian writer.

[Highest Rank ~ #1 in Fanfiction] 7/18/2016 BOOK ONE → "YOU CAN NEVER LEAVE ME!" He screamed. You stared down at the silver pistol that was dangling in his hands. You watched the man that had the fate of your life in his hand. You were beyond scared. the man in front of you was handsome yet fatal. His face was something you've never seen before but the shiny contraption in his hand snapped you out of your thoughts. "I DONT LOVE YOU & I NEVER WILL!" You shouted at the top of your lungs, all of sudden becoming brave. Once you saw his face, you regretted your bravery. "Take it back." He whispered while holding the gun up to your head. A tear streamed down his face as you watched his shaky hand clutch onto the trigger. + Copyright 2015. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed.

"Knowledge is power is time is money" // Fifteen-year-old Rikkard Ambrose knew better than to play. He didn't waste time at all. For him it was work and work till he drops to his own exhaustion. But this is one night he won't be forgetting. // Storm and Silence one-shot. (All characters belong to @RobThier )

This fanfic is written by yours truly, with some plot parts made by Daisy! (@GreyDaisy). Support also given by Jennifer (@amuse-me), Cindy (@shadowhuntercindy), Kasey (@little_koko) and Sam (@cakesandstars)! ENJOY!!! cx First part takes place after chapter 94. Spin-off I guess you could say. Second part takes place after... c:< All characters, majority of plots and places belong to Sir Rob Thier and Sir Rob Thier ONLY. Thanks for reading! c:

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.

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.

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

In a corrupt community, young girls are sold to men as mere objects of pleasure and they are kept for as long as the men desire. But things take a turn when the spoilt son of a wealthy businessman crosses paths with an unfortunate girl forced into the twisted world of Baby Dolls. Baby Doll © Wonderwall123 2013 - 2014

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