best of wives and best of women (the pangs I feel) by A_Violet_Rose for OldShrewsburyian, Nineveh_uk, EmAndFandems
23 Apr 2021
The heart-pounding terror that exists in the moment between the hell of nightmares and the cool relief of a quiet bedroom was something he had not felt in quite some time. He had gotten used to other kinds of nightly distractions.
18 Dec 2015
Contrary to her own expectations, Harriet found the various huntin’, shootin’, and fishin’ types remarkably easy to talk to. She asked after the huntin’, shootin’, and fishin’, they asked after the murder-writing business, and everyone agreed that the weather was very fine for this time of year and wasn’t the salmon good, what?
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28 May 2021
25 Dec 2019
“Oh, Bunter,” said Peter reprovingly. “I have never complained about anything of the least consequence.”
"The fig tree putteth forth her green figs; And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell."
What should have been a quiet day out with perhaps only a proposal of marriage to mar it turns into something quite different, when a gang of thieves resorts to an unexpected way to ensure their getaway. It wasn't bromide in the tea...
01 Apr 2020
A series of prompt fills originally posted elsewhere, cataloging the lives of one Lord Peter Wimsey and Harriet Vane.