A Good Man – Chapter 9
The big run down house on Kipling Lane was the stuff of legends. Some people said it was haunted; some …
Fan fictions I’ve written, or am still writing. Mostly slash, so beware!
The big run down house on Kipling Lane was the stuff of legends. Some people said it was haunted; some …
As the boat chugged along the Bristol Channel, headed back towards Cardiff, it could have been any normal Sunday afternoon …
Ianto looked on in wry amusement as his team filed back into the Hub. He had sent them out in …
Extracts from case file “1899-CJH”: Subject Profile – Compiled by Guppy, Alice (Miss), Senior Field Operative: Name: Harkness, Jack. Designation: …
At Torchwood, a different kind of clean up was happening. Ianto had already locked the glove and knife away the …
The day of the Battle of Canary Wharf, Torchwood London As Ianto exited the lift on that ill-fated morning, he …
Jack watched Ianto storm out of the boardroom, too shocked to even think about trying to stop him. He glanced …
Owen was starting to get fidgety. His hands shook from the effort of keeping himself under control after the shock …
Ianto looked up, suddenly aware he had sat there looking at the photo in his hand for several minutes. Jack …
Time seemed to stand still as the two groups stared at each other. The Torchwood team looking down from the …
The three hours it took for Ianto to revive was the first time Jack had had a chance to slow …
As a young girl growing up in Cardiff, Suzita Naidoo was a happy child. Too young to sense the ever-growing …
Jack stared at Owen, shock written all over his face. The last thing Jack had expected to hear was that …
Unable to find anything of interest, Gwen came out of The Ritz. She turned back and looked around outside of …
As he stood there with the pain shooting through his arm, the world around Jack turned dark, his eyes closed …
When Ianto awoke the following morning, he was alone. He stretched out in the empty bed with a quiet sigh …