Alicewhite قصص

This is a fan fiction novel. Fact: Sometime during the 1920s, the British crime writer Agatha Christie went missing for ten days. Eventually turning up at an hotel in Harrogate. After being questioned by doctors, she genuinely didn't know where she'd been. Fiction: Suppose HG Wells was a woman not a man. Suppose the Time Machine was not a novel but an instruction manual? Now, mash those two together add in a dead archaeologist looking for an Ancient Egyptian artifact. And you get my latest story: The Fifth Beetle!

Alice White. La trentaine. Tueuse professionnelle. Nom de code : Python. "Je me réveille sans cesse la nuit au bord des larmes, revoyant le massacre de mes parents, le goût de la vengeance sur la langue. Je n'ai qu'une envie : le tuer lui." Ceci est une histoire de vengeance, de crevettes parlantes et de talons aiguilles.

The name: Arrows. The slogan: Sometimes, in life, you only get one shot. The story behind it: Well, it's just a play on words, really. Any regular fan fiction writers or readers out there will know that a oneshot is an non-chaptered fan fiction. The arrow reference is for Aim. We used to have a little RP group, and she was a hacker and an archer, hence the arrows. It also refers to Cupid, with his bow and arrows, supposedly shooting the hearts of mortals and deities alike, and inducing love, which is relevant seeing as the vast majority of these oneshots will be romance-orientated (as Aim requested). Fingers crossed for me, seeing as romance isn't exactly my strongest genre in writing. The 'one shot' also refers to the popular concept that you only have one shot at true love. Indeed, I believe that there are several songs on the subject. A particularly irritating one by JLS comes to mind... AIM, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO READ THIS UNTIL CHRISTMAS, DO YOU HEAR ME? Everyone else, salutations. You are welcome to read this as long as nobody tells Aim what's in this book. This book consists of a series of oneshots that will serve as my Christmas present to my telepathic twin sister, Aim. Hence why she cannot read it until Christmas. I hope that none of you will betray my trust.