Donnatartt Stories

Henry Winter had always been an imposing, emotionless figure. But all is bound to change when a girl who reminds him of a lost sheep transfers into his precious Ancient Greek class. Will he pause his plans for her or will his murderous urges be too strong?

"The madness of love is the greatest of heaven's blessings" - Plato Henry Winter x fem. oc !not my original characters except my oc! obviously the story is based on Donna Tartt's book.

[ TW - homophobia mentions, violence mentions, sex mentions, internalized homophobia/heteronormativity ] Theo contemplates his feelings in a letter to his mother.

"The air would smell like the cold night. I would run underneath the lights, with my breath choking for laughter. I would turn to him. Watch his eyes, and there would be no fear of future. His nose with hidden freckles and bent like a beak. He'd then look at me and smile. I'd get lost in it. Goosebumps would strike through my spine. And my mind, happy, dreaming of this day to come and to life, being faster than the wind, would expire. And I? I would smile back. " This is a short story that's partened in 2 parts. It's written by my perspective of an obsession towards fictional characters, as I'm sure most of us have that problem. (Boris Pavlikovsky is a character from the book 'The Goldfinch', so all rights to Donna Tartt for making such a beautiful character.)

"For what it's worth, Henry, you have nothing to prove to me." "And when it all falls apart?" "I'll be there."

These bitches are my mental health support- and I thought it would be cool to make a one shot book-

"You'll be the ruin of me, won't you?" "Yes. Does that frighten you?" "It excites me" In which a young glamorous aspiring politician who goes by her infamous nickname "Dionysus" for her reckless behavior catches the eyes and heart of Henry Winter Henry Winter x oc

basically answering 10 questions. super sick

just a bunch of remarkable quotes from one of my all time favourite books.

I've look for you in every which way, outside of me, behind me, in front of me... inside me.

I don't remember much from high school. I found most classes boring aside from history and science. One of my favorite lessons pertained to the sun. My teacher informed us the sun is ten thousand degrees. I tried to picture it but couldn't considering mere hundred degree weather feels like the hottest kind of sweltering. I found comfort in knowing nothing on earth could burn as bright as our neighboring star- until I met the grecophiles that is. They were like planets in a solar system, much larger than earth with an unimaginable gravitation pull. All centered around and shining being who kept them in line. I was intrigued- and into the orbit I fell.

boris pavlikovsky x female reader

a satisfying collection of quotes and short poems by me. words. they change lives. status : ongoing

This is a boreo/the goldfinch fanfic.

In una Parma rarefatta e fuori dal tempo, Maël - un ragazzo solitario, straniero a se stesso - viene trascinato dentro un gruppo di studenti belli, colti, enigmatici: Dante, il leader magnetico; Gioele, l'androgino teatrale; Tobia, silenzioso e impenetrabile; Lorenzo, semplice e confuso. Tutto comincia con una lettura di tarocchi, una lezione di letteratura francese e una bicicletta rotta. Poi un'auto avorio sotto casa, un invito inaspettato, tra sfide intellettuali e rituali di iniziazione. I cinque si rincorrono in una partita senza regole, fatta di citazioni letterarie, giochi di potere e seduzioni ambigue reciproche.

The Secret History ff about Richard and Francis first POV (one chapter for each povs) ... After Richard's first dinner at the twin's with the others Francis drives him back to his dorm. Richard feels horrible and his mask slip. They end up spilling their heart in their own way. (as for to whom is up to you to find out)

" The museum building was large and elegant. It jutted out of the ground like some grand hindrance in a hero's journey. The pillars loomed large and white against the background of dark clouds and the wide marble steps spread intimidatingly up into the building like the tongue of a hungry predator. It was all together haughty and self-assured that once I entered the immaculate doors that I might not ever leave."

Louisa Evanston is the daughter of a foreign dignitary who has spent the majority of her life moving from place to place until one day when her parents send her off to Irvine College, a private school in Birchfield, Maine, where she befriends and grows close to four other students, Charlotte McAlister, Benjamin Flockhart, Vivian Ortiz and Noah Woods. When something sinister happens on campus, the fates of these five friends, all youths destined for bright futures, becomes uncertain.

A series of imagines/one shots based on The Secret History, mostly involving Henry Winter. To Indeed Be A God A drowsy morning at the country house with Henry involves a row around the lake, a breakfast picnic, and falling asleep in the boat. No Such Thing As Ghosts An affair with Henry Winter culminates in a secret meeting in a graveyard during the first snow of winter - with an unwanted guest. Ut Pulvis Omnia Reditus (Everything Returns To Dust) What happened directly after the tragic end of a core member of the Greek class? See it all from the eyes of an important observer - the partner of Mr Henry Winter.