Terrypratchett Stories

Wilmuh Tremblerod knew from a young age that she would become the world's greatest playwright. Unfortunately, the world, and her talent (or lack of it) disagreed. Until one day, Linus, a young and relatively untrained muse finds her in a bar and inspires her to great things. Of course, she isn't the person he intended inspiring, but everyone makes mistakes. With the subsequent loss of Linus' powers, Willmuh's ability to write compelling and mesmerising plays runs out of control and an alarming number of people decide that Wilmuh has become some literary god, meaning that her very creativity becomes a danger to the world. When a competition is announced to find the kingdom's greatest entertainers, Wilmuh chooses to use her new-found talents to seal her place in history. But with rival entertainers and people in authority rallying against her, Wilmuh may find it harder to achieve than she first thought, and her troupe of wayward and strange thespians may not be able to stop the world from falling under her accidental-spell. And there are faeries, too. But watch out for them, they're really shady. Contains a gratuitous and shameless parody of a Doctor Who episode. I'm not even sorry.

When a mage is found dead, and, at a rough measurement, at least a head shorter, the only clue to his fate lies in the key gripped in his hand. A very magical key that sets the leaders in the Guild of Mages, Prestidigitators, Illusionists and General Wielders of Magic (not including Witches) in a bit of a quandary, because none of them want to touch it. Thus, the investigation is left in the thoroughly incapable hands of the three mages in the highly dangerous, very almost deadly on a daily basis, Thaumatological Gubbins Department of the Guild. Accompanied by a young(ish, these are mages after all) member of the Guild tasked with recording the progress of the investigation, the three mages set out on a perilous journey that will involve several belligerent doors, a three cart race, and, probably, a number of people wondering what the Hel is going on and why one of the mages continues to shout 'Power!' at every opportunity. An ONC novella like no other.

Aziraphale doesn't know what he's doing. It's not that he hasn't observed humans, but it's hard to think that something so beautiful, which he has imagined so many times, could be... what this girl is telling him it is!

Have ever got stuck on a plot, a word, a scene or a story so much that you can't move forward? We as writers, believe everyone has been through that "phase". To counteract that stage and to boost our writing community(and the writer in us), we all need a boost, a push to keep at it. Keeping in mind, every Sunday, NewlyWrittenBooks are going to publish a writer's empowerment quote from writers across the world, to spark the writing bug within you. Cover made by the amazingly gifted @druidoflore :)

Eden is growing up so fast!

the title speaks for itself. also a lot of my idea are not that serious and more in the funny side, as of current (might change this later), so if you want a more serious one you MUST request it

It's been 18 years since the world almost ended. Everything seems according to plan once again, until the new antichrist realizes things are not quite what they seem. And while Heaven and Hell prepare for the big day, Ezekiel rushes to figure out the ineffable game God plays with us all.

A oneshot I whipped up impulsively. Crowley hijacks one of Aziraphale's records to play a song of his choosing, and slow dancing ensues. *What song plays is up to the reader's interpretation. My personal choice to envision, however, would be "from eden" by hozier :p

Crowley shows his little girl the stars for the very first time....

Armageddon feels like years ago but it's only been eight months. 'It was a chilly March morning. The sun shone brightly yet with only half the heat of the summer. Crowley wrapped his coat tightly around his thin frame as he walked towards the Angel's bookshop.' 13# TerryPratchett on the 10th January 2022 25# NeilGaiman on the 10th January 2022

I'm so sorry....I had to write this....I couldn't resist! The urge was too strong! Crowley loves this one particular gag...until one day....it bites him in the arse. Pretend the year on the coin is different for the sake of the story's timeline which is set a few years after the shows actual continuity!

Imagine Death was a man. He'd have a much harder job than Santa Claus, and 365 days a year, too! No chance at all of a break. Now imagine that one day, Death got tired of his job. He decided to take a break. Maybe a short one to a ski resort a few dozen miles away, or a long one to some distant island in the middle of the Pacific. Close your eyes... and thank God, or in this case, Death, for his work.

Eden plants her very first seeds in Crowley's lush garden

What happened after Aziraphale and Crowley declared, "To the World?"

Apokalipsa odeszła już w niepamięć, jedynie jej mgliste wspomnienie majaczyło gdzieś na horyzoncie w nielicznych umysłach, bardziej przywodząc na myśl dziwny sen. Piekło i Niebo, jakby to ujął pewien ziemski anioł, zostały wycyckane, na jakiś czas zupełnie odpuszczając mieszanie się w sprawy ludzkiego padołu. I choć z pozoru miało to ułatwić życie dwóm istotom, w rzeczywistości zmusiło je do wyjścia ze swojej dotychczasowej strefy komfortu i zmiany odwiecznych przyzwyczajeń.

These will make you laugh, think, and have the existential crisis you had scheduled for next Tuesday early.

A few years following the 'end of the world', Aziraphale, an angel on Earth, although often outcasted and slightly feared from other Archangels of heaven, has been given the task of assisting with the arrival of the second coming of Christ. Aziraphale's enemy (best friend), Crowley, a demon sent from Hell, has been given the task of trying to kill the son of God, which proves to be more difficult than anticipated.

Since Eden has two fathers', she and her family celebrate Father's Day twice a year! And Eden is determined to make this year's Father's and Papa's Day very special!