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Heh....Just when you thought it was safe to go back into the water..... I'M BACK!!

I promised this fic for 1st January 2010, I have no excuses except it is ORIGNAL WRITING and like Topsy it grew and grew........ It goes against my personal beliefs to post something which is unfinished, so this is COMPLETE at last. So.. From tomorrow Thursday 11th March 2010 I will post one chapter daily of the 138 chapter, S/X historical, romantic epic that is.............

Master Of Thornfield


This story has been a labor of love over six months in the writing and has involved a high level of historical research. Although it has tentative roots in the novel 'Jane Eyre', it is original writing and those expecting an adaptation of that story may well be disappointed. Most of the Buffyverse personalities are present in one form or another, alongside many original characters. It charts the blossoming relationship of William Rochester (Spike) and the naive, unworldly Alexander Harris as they struggle against class barriers and William's somewhat checkered and dubious past. It is an epic, panoramic story with insights into life in a large country house of the 1850s, there are stories within stories and twists and turns in the plot. It is long and slow moving, feelings take time to develop and if you like frequent sex in your stories, you won't find it here; but there are sexual situations throughout and several graphic sexual encounters between William and Xander.


Alexander Harris is orphaned at the age of six. He is sent to live with his wealthy but uncaring aunt Anya Jenkins in Gateshead and his three cruel cousins. Aged eight he is sent away to Lowood School For Boys and endures life there for ten miserable years, eight as a student and two as an assistant teacher. At last aged eighteen he is free to leave and secures employment at Thornfield as Tutor to the bright, temperamental and eccentric Drusilla and meets The Master of Thornfield, the handsome, aloof, passionate, possibly dangerous and mysterious William Rochester.

Chapter 1/ 138
Rating NC17 overall

Love, Love changes everything:

Alex hurried along the street of the busy market town in the general direction of the tea rooms. It was so wonderful to spend some time away from the oppression of the hated Lowood School and there was a spring in his step and a smile on his face knowing that in two days he would leave it behind forever. He was cast upon the sea of life, not as a shipwrecked mariner but with a chartered course, secure employment and a bright future.

Horse's hooves rang off the cobbled street and a farmer ushered along a flock of geese headed for market. Normally, Alex would have taken it all in, but today he was too excited, the letters burnt a hole in his second, best, jacket pocket, and he was simply bursting to tell Wesley and Winnifred his glorious news. As he crossed the street he caught sight of Wesley sat at a small table in the window of Mrs Ambleforth's Tea Rooms, the brown haired young man looked up adjusting his spectacles, saw Alex, and they exchanged a cheery wave. By the time Alex entered the cool and pleasant interior of the establishment his tea was being served and a plate of cream cakes awaited consumption.

Wesley stood and embraced his young friend warmly. "Alex, my dear friend you look flushed, are you quite well?"

"I am quite well Wesley, thank you for your concern." They sat. "But what of you? And where is Fred? She's not ill I hope?" Concern showed in Alex's face. Wesley sipped his tea. "No dear chap, not at all we are both in robust health and fine spirits." Wes assured him. "She sends her heartfelt apologies and love, she regrets not being here but one of the farmer's wives has the fever, and she is gone to tend to her and her children, you know how she is."

"I do indeed," Alex nodded. "never was there a kinder creature in all the world."

"Amen to that." Wes agreed. "But tell me Alex what has you so flushed and bright eyed?"

"I have great news!" Alex blurted excitedly.

"News? What? Lord be praised you've heard from your aunt or cousins perhaps?" Alex snorted. "Wes, I've not heard from my aunt or cousins in ten years, I do not think I will do so ever again."

"But you are eighteen, your time at Lowood is done, I thought perhaps.."

"I am sure they have forgotten my existence, much as I have forgotten their's."

"Alex! They are your family." Wes remonstrated. "You and dear Fred are the nearest I have to family, and I am thankful for it." Alex smiled. Wes nodded. "And we are thankful also, dear friend. But tell me then, what has you in such a turmoil?"
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