27 years of slumber is a long time. The Losers Club think they defeated Pennywise after the clown has put them through a grinder of fear and horror. Years go by and the Losers club drift apart while thinking Pennywise is dead. Most of them move out of Derry. Their memories slowly fade and they forget they faced IT when they were children. What if Pennywise never went to sleep? That he loses most of his powers for 27 years and needs to take on his human form of Robert Gray, cursed to roam around Derry? He would be bored as hell. Until he finds someone special to toy with to keep him busy until he gets his powers back. //I'm not a horror writer. Neither do I write loads of violence in my stories. I would like to give horror a try. Just in case, each chapter will contain a proper trigger warning when needed.//

Ele sempre esteve por perto. Sempre. Ele nunca parou de me observar, cuidando para que eu nunca ficasse em perigo, para que nada de mal acontecesse comigo. Se algo desse errado, simplesmente aparecia, me ajudava e, então, sumia outra vez. Ele me protegeu o tempo todo, mas sem motivos, pelo menos conhecidos por mim. Passei a me perguntar o que ele queria, o que ele era e porque dedicava a sua vida a mim, mas quando descobri, nós dois nos tornamos o verdadeiro perigo.

Peculiar, incomparável e um tanto quanto excêntrico. Talvez essas palavras consigam definir Thimoty Baker. Luíza Rocha por um capricho do destino, entra na vida do chefe bonitão de maneira inesperada, e assim o destino dos dois mudaria para sempre.

February 19th, 2018 He is test subject Three-eleven-thirteen. Ellie for short. He's human. Remarkable. He can breathe freely, no tubes. His heart has adapted to beating on it's own. He opened his eyes yesterday, we looked at one another. He looked at me, truly looked at me. My daughter, Ripley, tried speaking with him, but he didn't understand. I will have her keep working with him. He will speak. February 23rd, 2018 He is standing. His bones are still fragile, but he is gaining muscle rapidly. This is incredible progress in such little time. Everything is going as planned, though his fingernails are black. They weren't black yesterday. March 13th, 2018 Ellie attacked Ripley last night. He will be kept in restraints from now on. March 27th, 2018 My God he is strong. The mysterious blackness that had formed in his fingernails is now flowing in his veins. Whatever this black liquid is, it's possessing him. April 4th, 2018 He bit me last night. I can feel the mystery in my veins. What is this? April 5th, 2018 Test subject three-eleven-thirteen, Ellie, will no longer be a patient of mine. I have locked him up in a cell in my lab. I fear him. He will stay in that cell for God knows how long until he starves to death. I am a coward. April 6th, 2018 I can't tolerate this. I think I'm truly losing it. My memories, my spirit, I feel them being eaten by this black virus. I have to end this tonight. I have to end myself tonight. I have too. Ripley, my sweet daughter, I love you baby. I am sorry for creating that abomination. I am so sorry.

"I just always thought I have an ugliness that's impossible to love. Impossible for anyone to accept, and then you countered that." Liana aspires to be a physician's assistant and is currently in PA school. Her problem- she's running out of money and is unable to take up loans. If she can't pay, she will have to say goodbye to her dreams and her late father's wish. Roman is the CEO and owner of the billion dollar Godfrey Institute of Biomedical Technologies. He also hides a secret. His problem- his past reputation is threatening his company. If he doesn't do anything about it, investors could withdraw their money and the company could collapse. The solution: a contract marriage. Well, if they figure out how to live together, that is. _______________ disclaimer: I don't own any of the original Hemlock Grove characters. some of the events here are based off of Hemlock Grove, the series, but the rest of it is almost all my original idea. hope you have fun reading this!!

I am in this world, but I am not of this world. You, Lord, are all I have, and you give me all I need; my future is in your hands. -Psalm 16:5