World War Two, you call it. It is a vain attempt to try and make it sound honorable. It isn't. Not really. [link to French translation on profile]

As Death, I am universal. I am everywhere and I collect everyone. Some people I collect sooner or later, depending on which world we are speaking of. Most of the time, that difference is minimal, a year or two, but others spent decades more or less on this planet.

What if Rudy Steiner had gone off to another school? A brief AU in which Rudy lives and it changes everything. Oneshot.

Did you honestly believe Rudy would stay dead?

The word tumbles out, dry, unused, and feeble - but it is still said and felt through every inch of her body - and for once, it fills her heart too.

[Os] Liesel n'est plus qu'un fantôme, qui vit au travers des choses, erre dans une vie qu'elle ne considère plus comme étant la sienne. Du moins, jusqu'à ce que quelqu'un la voit, telle qu'elle est, vivante

Random one-shot I wanted to write about Rudy and Liesel when they meet again once they're dead (is that morbid? I don't want it to be but... I don't think so)

Ten years after the Himmel Street bombing, Rudy and Max work to find and reunite with Liesel, who is now a school teacher. (This is how life would have turned out if Rudy had attended the Hitler Youth school.)

The Book Thief. A story about how Max brought the words to Liesel, and about their friendship. (NOT Max x Liesel).

AU. Liesel and Rudy are married and living in New York City when, all of a sudden, an old friend reenters Liesel's life and causes more trouble than she could've ever imagined. Lots of fluff ahead! You've been warned. COMPLETE!

They twinkle so innocently in the sky that no one ever suspects them. Giftfic for bkwrmlvit!

His cage was his Judaism. It was barely even his religion now and was just a label. It had been converted into prison bars. /snippets of max/walter, mainly max

I have a peculiar hobby. I love to collect books. But not just any book I may see, oh no...I steal them from here and there. Like my neighbors house, the Nazi bonfire...etc. Please read this story I try my best and I don't really know too much about The Book Thief but I would love to read it. Here is my own version :D

The Book Thief spin-off Years after Liesel Meminger's passing, Death gifts her legacy to her youngest grandson, who in turn sets off to Molching in search of more answers.

We've met before, haven't we? In another place, another time, another world but all the same story. One-shot and complete.

I like deep stuff, and The Book Thief really touched my heart. This is a collection of some poetry I've written while thinking about it. I'm not very good with summaries.

*My take on how "The Book Thief" should have ended* It's been years since Death last saw Liesel. He decides to catch up with her, simply to observe. He came at a good time because a strange man with hair like feathers walked into the bookstore Liesel now works at, and is in desperate need of a word shaker.

Liesel lives in New York and she s 21 years old. Her life is going on, and everything seems nice. Soon her boyfriend gets to know about Liesel s earlier life and wants to know more about that. my first story, and I hope it seems Interesting. There is a mistake in 2. chapter (She DIDN T WANT him to) when you are reading it, please review it cause every note will make me inspired.

When we lose something, we immediately look for ways to replace it, but in some cases, the void can never be filled. An alternate scene in which Rudy Steiner was under the impression that he could be Liesel's replacement. Takes place directly after Max's group marches through Molching. Written in Death's POV in the style of the novel.

When Max returns, Liesel's life will be turned upside down. Will she be able to deal with these new feelings she has? Or does she have even bigger problems to worry about ahead?

What if the coat men had taken Rudy away?

A poem dedicated to Rudy Steiner, a brilliant young boy who died to soon. My first poem, Enjoy!

Las palabras no solo salvaron la vida de Liesel esa noche, tambien salvaron la vida de Rudy. Las palabras y su ardiente anhelo de ser amado por la Ladrona de Libros. /One-Shot/ #PorqueRudyNoMerecíaMorir

Or the two times death hesitated. /whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. /one-shot

Short little one-shot about how Max and Liesel were reunited.