#trr crossover

[mxmasked-alien]

An Open Heart/TRR crossover. MC is a poorer student that couldn't afford Edenbrook so she goes to Mass Kenmore, while Hana, coming from a rich family gets the best education and is one of the youngest doctors at Edenbrook. For whatever reason the 2 hospitals put their brightest minds together to tackle some project or another. So Hana has to find a way to work with a surly MC that's impulsive in her diagnosing yet is annoyingly correct while MC tries to put up with the "the greatest savant of the medical field" hovering over her shoulder and questioning her every move. Can they work together or will the 2 rivals fall in love instead??

[boneandfur]

Coming Soon...

Rosemary Lane

Summary: Marlcaster brings Briar to a house party thrown by the widowed Duchess Karlington as a kindness, so that she may find a new patron. But in a world where reputation is currency, fortunes will change hands and secrets will be revealed...

Rating: N*FW chapters will have a 🔥

Featuring cameo MCs from @breaumonts and @debramcg1106 from one of my giveaways.

Sneak peek:

"'I had been tricked by the Cheat called love, but now the Game was over...'" Lisette places the book down on the table and leans back against the back of the chaise. "This is your favorite book, Cousin Rosamund? Moll Flanders?"

Rosamund pauses to lick her fingers and turn a page at the pianoforte, thinking with a sudden sharp pain how strange it is not to have Annabelle sitting there beside her, helping her turn the pages. They wrote this piece together, the arpeggios the sound of the wind as it tugged the fine little ivory pins from the goose girl's hair, swaying this way and that until she would cross back under the gate, and whisper to Falada's head hanging under it,

If your mother only knew, her heart would surely break in two.

"Yes, Moll Flanders. Why?" Rosamund pushes away all thoughts of Annabelle, her only comfort during those dark days under the Duke's roof after Crispin's birth, gone to dust now in the Hazelvale boneyard, frost and shimmer in the gloaming.

Lisette shrugs, wide green eyes like lanterns in the firelight. "She was a whore, like us, est-ce pas?"

"Pardon me, but I am not a whore!" Felicity squawks in affront. "Shall I ask the bishop to make a call upon your household, Rosamund? It seems you are in need of some absolution!"

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[boneandfur]

Choices Six Sentence Sunday

(A little longer than six... whoops)

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"Behold, the Kraken." Woods' dry sarcasm is utterly at odds with the mood in the room as he and the first footman struggle through the door, laden with a tentacled creature in a bowl. "Watch out, it's a feisty one." They dump it on the table with a flourish, then back away, the footman not fast enough, drawing back his hand with a cry of alarm where it has bitten him.

"Huzzah!" Hamid cries, breaking into applause. "Mrs Sinclaire, look!"

Felicity miraculously revives from her swoon, simpering and fluttering her lashes. "But what is it?"

Maximilian brandishes his bayonet. "Behold, the symbol of Rams Forge, the fearsome Kraken!"

The Kraken begins slithering down the table at a fearsome pace, leaving a trail of slime behind it. Rosamund screams, flattening herself against her chair, and as Marlcaster and Sinclaire duel to be the first to come to her aid, Maximilian leaps up on the table, sweeping the cutlery from side to side as he stalks the creature, which has wrapped itself around one of the champagne bottles and is busy trying to pop the cork.

[boneandfur]

Six Sentence Sunday

From Rosemary Lane, chapter 5: (more than six though but otherwise the flow would have been interrupted)

Briar crosses the room, she opens her trunk. Inside are all the dresses of her Ruin, before Marlcaster tired of her company. Strawberry and cream, the night he took her to Drury Lane to see Cendrillion. Gold and green, like a charm, when she took him to meet her mother. And that last dress, the one she had taken away and burned, it is not here and yet the space where it should be still haunts her. She will never forget it. Instead, she turns her gaze to the one that Lisette has draped across the bed.

Blue for a spring sky, like the year she came to Edgewater. Blue for his eyes, the man who seduced her and swore she owned his heart. Blue, for the velvet curtains of the coach that carried her away that night from Drury Lane... And blue, for Mother's Ruin.

For I am truly Ruin'd now.