Companion story to "You Were An Angel Once". After realizing that they used to be one being a long, long time ago, the angel and the demon suddenly knew how to survive their punishment. This is taking place after returning from Heaven and Hell. Finally, they were free and could be together. But for one of them, their divine revelation proved to be harder to cope with...

Aziraphale and Crowley embark on their next act after preventing Armageddon.

(Sequel to "Chosen and Unchosen") The world should have ended four years ago. That was how it was written. The Great Plan was very clear on that much. But no one had accounted for a few little snags. Like a couple of traitors. Or a disobedient Anti-Christ. And they couldn't even kill them. If Michael couldn't at least kill the demon involved, then she would make him suffer.

Taking place after the almost-apocalypse - "It was their own moment of divine revelation. They knew everything now. And they weren't afraid of heavenly or hellish consequences any longer, because they were more than just opposite sides of a celestial coin. They were one; they always had been and they knew what to do."

A seraph befriends Crowley at the beginning, but anything more between them was certainly out of the question, right? (Despite the way their feelings for each other only got stronger with time.) What's more, she, along with Aziraphale and Crowley, do not want to see the world destroyed. Oh boy, they've got their hands full. Crowley x OC. Yes, there will be smut.

Crowley a organisé un week-end romantique surprise à son cher ange.

Crowley gives a lesson.

Recueil sur Crowley et Aziraphale, les bibous mouahahah

Aziraphale gets a note from Heaven asking him to come back, and he throws it out and tells Crowley he has no intention of leaving. Crowley explains that he loves Aziraphale in spite of hating himself. Mild language warning. One-Shot.

Crowley n'aime pas lire. Mais ce n'est pas pour ça qu'il faut que la lecture d'Aziraphale soit gâchée !

There never was a prophecy about choosing their faces wisely so the switch didn't happen. Can Aziraphale and Crowley survive their trials without it? A story featuring powerful Aziraphale and Crowley surviving holy water injuries.

A Good Omens AU crossover with Howl's Moving Castle. A bookshop keeper's life is turned upside down by a mysterious (and handsome) stranger. Basically HMC with Good Omens characters in it. Enjoy. :) It has been awhile since I've written any fanfics, so bear with me... ;)

31 histoires, une par jour. Les maris impossibles sont de retour, pour notre plus grand malheur, mais pas le leur!

Aziraphale has a mental breakdown after seeing some "everything happens for a reason" signs and Crowley helps him through it. One-Shot.

As punishment for giving away his flaming sword, Heaven takes Aziraphale's wings, with the promise to return them once he has earned their forgiveness. But that's difficult to do when you're in love with a demon like Crowley. Especially when Crowley doesn't even know he's an angel. Ineffable husbands, T for language and offscreen violence

L'Enfer est pavé de bonnes intentions. Les agissements de Crowley envers Aziraphale aussi. Mais pour supporter un ange, il faut plus que des millénaires de patience. [Recueil de drabbles]

Armageddon is coming, and Aziraphale and Crowley have to figure out what they want to do about it. Will their feelings for each other remain, or will they be blown away by the approaching storm?

Mr. Fell était ravi ; depuis que sa librairie employait une seconde personne, presque plus aucun livre ne partait entre les mains des clients. Sa clinquante nouvelle recrue avait apporté avec elle tout un bagage de techniques commerciales très démoniaques, très efficaces et presque indolores. Il y avait cependant un petit souci lorsque l'hiver frappait aux portes de Londres...

Everyone knows that opposites attract. Plus, books and coffee go so well together. Therefore, Az and Ant are obviously perfect for each other...and maybe they are not the only ones, either! (Human AU)

“ Here I am, bearing many sorrows and grief, so much hope too, I guess, begging you to hear what I’m trying to say. “

Pour célébrer la fin de l'inventaire de la librairie, deux entités surnaturelles se retrouvent dans un salon de thé. Tiens ? Les nappes sont rouges aujourd'hui ? Pourquoi les pâtisseries sont-elles en forme de cœur ? Et pourquoi n'y a-t-il que des couples autour de nous ? Et...Et ce sentiment qui flotte autour de nous, serait-ce...l'Amour ?

To avoid his brother-in-law's matchmaking schemes, Sir Anthony Crowley goes on a tour of the continent and ends up embroiled in political intrigue when he is called to impersonate the ailing king of Höllfelia for his coronation. (aka Prisoner of Zenda for GO)

Une jument essoufflée, couchée sur la paille, prête à pratiquer l'un des plus beaux actes au monde. Un ange soigneur appelé trop tard, spectateur impuissant du futur drame. Heureusement, il y a un second témoin à cette scène. Celui-ci va se salir les mains d'une manière très différente...

On pouvait trouver bien des choses à dire sur Aziraphale, on aurait même pu croire qu'il avait tout vu et tout vécu. Pourtant, rien n'aurait pu le préparer à la bataille qu'il aurait à mener contre elle.

Les guerres... Il en avait vécu des dizaines, depuis la sortie du Jardin. Toujours le même scénario, joué dans des endroits différents. C'était insoutenable, violent. Mais humain. Même une entité immortelle telle que lui s'horrifiait de ce qu'elle voyait. Le pire dans la guerre, c'était la fumée. Elle lui empêchait de voir la seule chose qui lui permettait de rester sur Terre...