Describe Vera Claythorne and you know she is cool, efficient, and thoughtful, the perfect description of a murderess. Will she crack?

Judge John Lawrence Wargrave always wanted to commit a great murder, and not just ONE murder, but a mass murder.

A long one-shot of the aftermath of the PLAY ENDING of ATTWN. Based the characterizations of Vera and Phillip off of both the script and off of myself and my SO, who played the characters in a production of ATTWN two years ago. Picks up right where the PLAY ENDING leaves off. Spoilers for the PLAY ENDING of ATTWN, and probably the regular ending of the book as well.

This is basically my twist on And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie. Basically the characters (all OCs) are Vampires and are put in a similar situation as in Agatha Christie's book. Rated for violence and language. First chapter is a short introduction. Then the real action begins MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

"Stick with me." It was a new concept to Vera. Bookverse, playverse, AU.

Edward Armstrong miraculously survives Wargrave's attempt to kill him, leaving him and Vera Claythorn as the only survivors on Soldior Island. This story is based off the BBC mini series starring Toby Stephens as Armstrong and Maeve Dermondy as Vera Claythorn. Contains spoilers. I do not own the characters

Set after the BBC version ended. Philip Lombard survives Soldier Island and goes to New York after WWII. He returns to the mercenary life working for notorious mobster Frank Lava. He meets Katherine Lockwood who has her own secrets but skills that match his own. He had thought Death was for other people...but She comes in many guises and not always unwelcome.

Vera Claythorne and Philip Lombard have just discovered Dr Armstrong's dead body and face off against one another: who is the killer? This fic contains elements of the 2015 tv series, and the book. Nothing romantic or physical has happened between Vera and Philip prior to where this story picks up.

Philip and Vera get it on ;)

It was said that Soul Marks were something that had always existed in human beings, dark pigmentations of the skin that existed from birth, shifting by the age of puberty to spell out clear words: the name of one's soulmate… or one's last words. By the time he was 17, for Philip Lombard, both were to be true. Soulmate-Identifying Marks AU in canon with the BBC's adaptation

In the stories Vera Claythorne had once read to her young charge, the heroes always found love in the end. Love was a reward for good people. Vera knows she isn't a good person. But perhaps bad people deserve something too… if not Happily-Ever-After, then at least a consolation prize. (Contains Spoilers for "And Then There Were None.")

A modern-day adaptation of the Agatha Christie's "And Then There Were None". Disclaimers - Agatha Christie owns this story, Windmills of Your Mind belongs to Alan and Marilyn Bergman; The Stolen Child belongs to WB Yeats; and Ten Little Soldier Boys belongs to Septimus Winner. Contains strong language, sex scenes, and scenes of hanging which may upset some readers.

This is an AU alternative ending to And Then There Were None.

Everyone would see them hang for what they had done in the past, but death wasn't for them. They were two dark sinners who found each other, and this was their ending. Alternative ending for the 2015 BBC mini-series 'And Then There Were None'. Vera/Phillip romance.

A modern-day take on Agatha Christie's great novel. DISCLAIMER - I fully acknowledge that Dame Agatha owns this story.

...So she had misjudged. Lombard was not U.N Owen, and not only was U.N. Owen (the insane creator of this sadistic game) still very much alive, but he was the only one in this house with her. Or, what would happen if Vera Claythorne had not hanged herself?

A parody of the poem 'Ten Little Indians.'

There's more to the story than a man in a closet. After Lombard and Blore die Vera suspects she's alone. Not quite. Shocking truth is revealed as more drama and hidden passages are found. There are more secrets to Indian Island than there were thought to be. No one knew it. No one would have suspected it. You thought you knew who the murderer was? You were wrong.

When I was in grade twelve, I was required to write a story in the style of Agatha Christie. I haven't touched it in two years, so please do not judge me too harshly. I simply wanted to share a story I wrote in the style of the fabulous Agatha Christie, with fellow Christie fans. These are all my original characters and my original setting.

A tale about 10 people who all go to an island, out of pure luck, and stay in a rickity old house. Who will survive?

A short poem I wrote from Vera's POV at the end of the the book.

They had survived the horrific events back on Indian Island. They had survived the guilt. And now, with all that behind them, they could finally look forward at a better future together. *Married one-shot of Vera and Philip.*

Not a love story! Finished- one chapter! Remember how Vera shot a bullet at Philip Lombard? Well, that's where this story starts. My title is very literal. This is an alternate ending.

My own version of 'Ten little indians'. Disclaimer inside, so no sueing me...please? Comment if you like, and NO FLAMES. Enjoy Rated T for death.

Vera Claythorne's thoughts after she and Philip realize that they are the last two standing and beyond up to her death. Just a short one shot. My first And Then There Were None fic!