Nicole is dead and Waverly is grieving.

What if it was Waverly holding onto the rope, not Wynonna?

Waverly stared at the scarf dangling between Nicole's fingers. "Sight is so important," Nicole explained, her voice silky smooth. "Only, you need to remove it to fully taste." She leaned forward, holding out her hand. "Trust me." "Wait, you want me to..." Waverly mimed putting on a blindfold, thighs clenching as she did so.

A Christmas Wayhaught romance... Nicole Haught runs a bookstore, where a certain Waverly Earp spends time every Saturday. What will happen when the pair are forced to spend a night together due to the snowy weather outside..? Oh the weather outside is frightful, But the fire is so delightful, And since we've no place to go, Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

Waverly Gibson, 16 years old has the fate of the entire world in her hands. Bitten by an incurable poison, she discovers she is immune to whatever venom is killing the rest of the population. When her aunt, Gus Gibson, finds out, she makes a decision to send her to the fireflies, a hidden terrorist organisation, in the hopes of creating a cure. The only problem is, Gus can't take Waverly herself and instead, entrusts two young sisters, Wynonna and Willa Earp with getting her there. In a state full of infected and a military looking for any stragglers, will the three girls be able to make it to the fireflies before it's too late, or will it all end in tragedy?

Nicole and Waverly's sex life in my eyes

Nicole decides to spend a night in a haunted house with her good friend Xavier Dolls. What will she find as she waits for the midnight hour to strike...

Nicole needs whoever is hacking London's emergency services to stop. Waverly just might be the person to help her... A Wayhaught AU story about the digital world we now live in...

Contemporary Wayhaught fantasy story set between two worlds. Gone eleven on a wet winter's night, Nicole hadn't intended stopping for anyone else. The woman opened the door of her taxi, a sharp gust bringing with it the rain. "What brings you out on a night like this?" Nicole asked, failing to hide her irritation. "I needed to speak with the soothsayer," the woman replied, the hood of a cloak covering her face. "Where to?" The woman lowered the garment from her head, Nicole glancing in the rearview mirror, struck by the delicate features of whoever was travelling on such a foul night. "The City of Angels, I beg you..."

Waverly held onto me tight like everything in her depended on it. I caressed her face looking into her eyes, my thumbs wiping her tears away from her cheeks. We stayed silent for a moment gently placing my forehead on hers I spoke " No matter what, no matter where I am ... always know I will make sure I am always coming home to you " Follow Nicole and Waverly's journey as they navigate: the army, life,marriage and family