Londres, en 1814 : La Magie et le Destin s'entremêlent. Mais si l'amour s'y mélange aussi, alors comment cela va-t-il se terminer ? ('La Saga de Buscarron' Chapitre 2)

The Zilpha/Lorna slashfic absolutely no one was asking for. Possibly branch-off from the timeline established in my other fic Do Not Be Afraid.

Penelope Crane had been forced to live with her uncle when she lost her parents to a shipwreck at the age of eight. Her uncle Cecil was a cruel man who, along with his son, Wendell, delighted in tormenting Penelope and he claimed all that was hers as his own. All seemed to be a nightmare that would never end until she is approached by a man named James Keziah Delaney. *ON HOLD*

'...her blood drips down into the fire. This is not the price, she knows-only the conduit.' Companion piece to "How Many Years?" Multi-chapter, Zilpha's POV. Twice the incest!

This is the story of Lorna Bow and James Delaney. After he rescues her from a vicious attack, Lorna must trust this savage who seems intent on destroying her, with her most valuable secret - her history.

Adelina is the adopted daughter of Horace Delaney. She grew up with Zilpha and James like brothers and sisters Except Adelina discovers irresistible attraction for James as they become older. She's fighting it hard every day until one night he kisses her, revealing his feelings too. But that was a lifetime ago. Can they find the way back to each other after James' long absence?

Zilpha wasn't the only person James left behind -the only one who mourned his death- or the only one uncertain of how to comprehend his being back. Ten years is a long time and while his soul blackened on the Dark Continent, those who held a piece of it did, too. Not only is his sister a shadow of her former self, but Cora -the final piece of him- is different as well.

Drabble inspired by Vladimir Nabokov's 'Ada, or Ardor', a tale, like James and Zilpha, of an incestuous love affair between two siblings.

I'm intrigued and fascinated by James Delaney because he straddles a Victorian England in the midst of the "Free Fifteen" enriched by his mystical awakening in Africa. What happened to him long before he left and once he went abroad? Let the juiciness begin!

Adelaide Lydig loved James Delaney, and she was devastated to learn of his of death, even if he never felt the same about her. And then he returns, and Adelaide finds herself drawn back in to him, the supposed Devil himself. JamesxOC

Muffled voices reach his ears from the depths of the void. They must be calling him, he thinks, waiting for him to join them in their everlasting hell. Is it done, then? Has he finally perished and traded one hell in exchange for another?

She comes to him in dreams. When the Man has gone, the scorching sun dipped below the savannah and the bars of the cage his only companion for the lonely night, she finds him.

For so long had her painted face haunted him, both in dreams and in waking hours.

James Delaney has a use for a Spanish guerrillera who's done battling the French, and has turned her sights to the East India Company. Mostly told in the form of vignettes.

James comes home reeking of alcohol and drenched in blood, and Lorna contemplates the mortality of the man they call Devil.

Winter wants to help James, and James will repay the debt. AKA James Delaney can be soft when no-one is looking.

"She sings to me," he whispers, and it feels like a confession. "Then I will sing louder."

Set in modern times. Lorna Bow excitedly starts her job as a paralegal for a law firm she had her heart set on. When she sets foot in the door, she believes she is ready for the job, that is until she meets her boss, James Keziah Delaney. Faced with a sense of uncertainty, Lorna must learn to adjust to her new surroundings as mysterious feelings linger between the two.

He is the devil, and only an angelic miracle can save him from himself

The League of the Damned? She'd have laughed if it wasn't so true. Everyone was damned, it's just that some were getting there quicker. The Company, the Crown, the Americans...oh but Delaney, the devil in a black hat, now there was someone who might make her damnation desirable. Set during season one, some spoilers, lots of swearing, violence and the other

Another little stream-of-consciousness ficlet. James's POV, right after he nearly strangled Zilpha.

Paint did more than capture life. It was a liquid that penetrated skin but for Nareli, gypsy and bastard daughter of Brace, Horace Delaney's man servant, paint made her dreams bleed and made her see.

James Delaney has a plan and is finally going back to England after years of absence. Before reaching his home island, he makes a stop on the portuguese island of the Azores where witchcraft and explorators are common encounters.

My vision of how Season 2 could redeem itself, even with the godawful shit ending they gave Season 1. James's POV. More gratuitous fan theorizing! Also, all the usual warnings about "Taboo" fics most definitely apply.

Just a short little story that's been sitting on my computer awhile bc I didn't think it was good enough to publish, but what the hell. Set in the middle of season 1, James's POV.