Summary: This is set in the period of time, when bored knights were pursuing the witches and heretics for fun (while off the battlefields), when the would-be serial killers were on the loose in plain view to all (hiding behind their status in society), and when innocent victims were burned on stakes for other people’s sins (inquisition). Yes! You guessed it! The 15th century, all-human fanfic. This is the set I placed our Spuffy couple in, for my first ever fanfic. I played with timeline, characters, and meshed some things together in my way.
Spike is hardened knight, known for his reputation as William the Bloody, only in this case, there is no ‘bloody awful poetry’ present but his masterful skills of finding and bringing heretics and witches to ‘justice’… no matter what.
Buffy is no one important, a poor girl living on the brink of the town. One horrible night changed her life from worse to hell and brought her on the dangerous path of a lustful knight that was sent to condemn her to the fire… and they both end with burning in their heart instead.
WARNINGS: Evil Spike, gore situarions, angst, **rape IMPLIED**... if you're not prepared for this, don't read - I don't wanna burn in flames. *wink*
Categories: NC-17 Fics, Fantasy/AU
Characters: None
Genres: Action, Angst, Horror, Romance
Warnings: Adult Language, Rape, Sexual Situations, Violence
Completed: No
Stories Available as ePub eBooks
[Report This] Added: 12/01/2010
Summary: Basically obsessed; basically a stalker; basically a love drunk fool. Spike Pratt, loner and occasional alcoholic, is foolishly trapped in a constant game of hide and seek. He is Buffy Summers' shadow, and she has no clue. He watches from a distance, draws pictures of her, and every day flies by faster than the last, doused in wishes on pennies that he could only talk to her.
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A small town in Wisconsin, U.S.A., surrounded by corn fields and not much else, Buffy lives as a store owner, and free advice giver for young adults. Her lonely home is a beautiful cabin, and her closest neighbor is the pond out front that gathers mosquitoes and frogs during summer. On a day she has imagined for years since the day he left, an ex love shocks her to her very foundations with a request. His name is Angel, and she never knew she would be so set on telling him no, but when it happens, she feels a weight lift from her chest. A weight that is seemingly ten years old. With it, she realizes just how lonely she is, and how quickly time has allowed her to travel down the road to becoming one of those cat ladies. She never wanted to be dubbed an "Old Maid," but even the reflection in the mirror is saying it now.
Then, a storm gathers in the form of a man with odd hair and even odder midnight rituals. She realizes quickly he is somehow lonelier than she, and Buffy feels drawn to him for just that reason, among maybe a hundred others...
Disclaimer: BtVS and its characters do not belong to me and I am not trying to make a profit from this story. This story is merely to entertain and the only thing that belongs to me is the plot.
Categories: General Fics, NC-17 Fics, Fantasy/AU, General
Characters: None
Genres: Romance
Warnings: Adult Language, Freaky/Kinky, Sexual Situations, Violence
Completed: Yes
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A small town in Wisconsin, U.S.A., surrounded by corn fields and not much else, Buffy lives as a store owner, and free advice giver for young adults. Her lonely home is a beautiful cabin, and her closest neighbor is the pond out front that gathers mosquitoes and frogs during summer. On a day she has imagined for years since the day he left, an ex love shocks her to her very foundations with a request. His name is Angel, and she never knew she would be so set on telling him no, but when it happens, she feels a weight lift from her chest. A weight that is seemingly ten years old. With it, she realizes just how lonely she is, and how quickly time has allowed her to travel down the road to becoming one of those cat ladies. She never wanted to be dubbed an "Old Maid," but even the reflection in the mirror is saying it now.
Then, a storm gathers in the form of a man with odd hair and even odder midnight rituals. She realizes quickly he is somehow lonelier than she, and Buffy feels drawn to him for just that reason, among maybe a hundred others...
Disclaimer: BtVS and its characters do not belong to me and I am not trying to make a profit from this story. This story is merely to entertain and the only thing that belongs to me is the plot.
Categories: General Fics, NC-17 Fics, Fantasy/AU, General
Characters: None
Genres: Romance
Warnings: Adult Language, Freaky/Kinky, Sexual Situations, Violence
Completed: Yes
[Report This] Added: 09/01/2015