Thunderhead Stories

"Before Faraday and Curie, we were Gerald and Susan." A story about how a once mentor and student find love and solice within eachother so strong that they would, in the future die 7 deaths and wait 70 years for it... based on the Scythe trilogy and staring Scythe Faraday and Scythe Curie! All characters belong to Neal Shusterman

Scythe Chomsky never cared for Scythe Goddard's ways. Neither did Scythe Volta. The former was just better at showing it. Please do not repost my coverart, as this is my art. Thank you, and enjoy!!!

"It would have been nice to know Honorable Scythe Bathsheba. But I'm much happier knowing the honorable Munira Atrushi." She forces her mouth into a smile, in the moment. An attempt at forgiveness. But how honorable is she really, the girl who wasn't chosen, the girl who has been left behind again and again? The librarian, the researcher, the companion, the listener; Munira can't remember an age when her life didn't belong in some form to others. How honorable can the so-called honorable Munira Atrushi really stay as the worlds move past her, time after time after time? The Library of Alexandria is darker than she remembers, now. Years on the Kwajalein Atoll with the girl and world of sunlight have dulled everything else. But Loriana is gone now, and there are no more scythes. Munira needs to rebuild. Even if she doesn't want to. Even if, for once in her life, all she wants is to destroy. The Library of Alexandria is too small. Sometimes she wonders if she should have gotten on one of those ships. ~~ A Munira Atrushi corruption fic. Spoilers for all of Arc of a Scythe.

I have an unhealthy obsession with this book I will try to do a new part every week!

O primeiro capítulo do segundo livro da série "Scythe" ("O Ceifador") traduzido. Tradução não oficial. Todos os direitos reservados a Editora Seguinte. Capítulo retirado do site da EW, capítulo original aqui: http://ew.com/books/2017/09/15/thunderhead-excerpt-neal-shusterman/

LIVRO 01 - SEM REVISÃO - APENAS OS PRIMEIROS 14 CAPÍTULOS. Uma terrível nuvem negra de terror caiu por sobre Yuria, depois que o sanguinário Death Adder usurpou o reino e sequestrou o príncipe. Tomou para si a gloriosa arma sagrada, o Golden Axe. Sua vingança contra o Reino devastou o próprio reino, tornando tudo amaldiçoado. No entanto, ainda a esperança. Como dizia os antigos, a ira do homem é a corda para o seu próprio pescoço. E onde Death Adder destruiu poderosos guerreiros se levantaram para saciar suas sedes de vingança

This is a fan made continuation of Scythe, following the main character Tyger Salazar. Yeah, that kid. This is after the events of The Thunderhead, even after the 3 years of Rowan and Citra's death. Tyger was dead. But the Thunderhead chose him. Now, he has to figure out how to live again. Even if it was so easy for him before. Oh yeah...and a main thing is Rowan x Tyger. Tehe. So yeah, warning beforehand. If you don't like it, you can move along.

Scythe Fanfic! Twenty years after Scythe Curie became high blade and Scythe Anastasia was convinced to take on an apprentice and she end up choosing a girl called Amber who would rather be gleaned than be an apprentice. Although she was reluctant at first she agrees after she over hears her mother's conversation with the thunderhead about getting her supplamented. Amber had always disliked the thunderhead and was skilled at digging through the backbrain and didn't mind learning how to fight. She only took on the apprenticeship as protection but she finds that she wants to have a voice in scythedom even if that means giving up the life and family she had wanted and having to commit to something.

This story narrates, and explains how several curiosities happen with real data of the franchise that give away the aggressors and grey man and inconsistencies. three squadrons of the osean department of the air self-defense force participated. They had contact with the protagonists and several participants in the circum-pacific conflict.

Orabelle is an excommunicated Tonist from the region of Britannia. She knew it would happen- what with her studying of weaponry, of the mortal age, of everything she wasn't supposed to study- but she couldn't predict the aftermath. The book, the reunion, the scythes. On one hand, Orabelle would have loved to go back to the peace and serenity of life before her excommunication. But on the other hand, she could never go back.