Hello, New York, we’re coming (back) for you! Thursday, October 5th, at the Bell House, for @newyorkcomiccon , Shipwreck will bring you the finest in JURASSIC PARK fanfiction, presented for...
Harry, Hermione, and the other one were in a Gringotts cart, sexily plunging into the bank’s consenting caverns. They were going to Bellatrix’s vault to steal shit. Hermione used Polyjuice...
The Cauldron Room at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is empty again. Well, except for the green slime, and the cauldrons. Without which, it would simply be called The Room. Professor ...
In a darkened corner of Headmistress McGonagall’s office, on a podium carved from a griffon’s testicle, slumped an ugly old hat with a face made of slashes. It was an unfortunate piece of hea...
POUNDED IN THE BUTT BY FRIVOLOUS COPYRIGHT LITIGATION: AN EXTREMELY TRANSFORMATIVE EROTIC FANFICTION THAT PARODIES AND COMMENTS UPON THE COPYRIGHTED WORK, OF WHICH ONLY SMALL PORTIONS HAVE BEEN...
Having just finished a 72-hour shift as a phantom-guard in an isolated prison full of insane magical inmates, Dan the dementor and his best mate were out on the town with only one thing on their ...
The early 70s were a strange time for me, indeed. I was fresh out of school, already a mum, and You-Know-Who was out there causing all kinds of havoc. And, of course, I loved my husband. Still d...
The smell of enchanted cum perfumed the air as the Whomping Willow shuffled into the dungeon of Fineous Philander’s Bump and Tickle Club. He inhaled the heady aroma, ordered a Miracle-Gro on t...
Oh hieeeeee, we’re back from book launches at home and abroad! Thank you to everyone who came out to celebrate. And if you missed it, you can order a copy of the book here and we’ll even sig...
Jacques Saunière lay there dying at the Louvre. He tries in vain to stop the blood, pressing his hand against his bullet wound as blood seeps out through the long, perfectly manicured fingers th...
Author’s note: In this story, all explanations of artwork, architecture, documents, and secret rituals… are complete bullshit. But descriptions of dicks are 100% accurate. Unless that descrip...
Layla Teabag’s performance was the longest running show at the Palais De L’ile Prison For Men, despite being the least popular. In fact, the audience on this particular night consisted solely...
Robert Langdon was swirling a clear tumbler of gin in one hand—his other hand held his iPhone 4, the cracked screen open to Twitter. He stared headlong into the fiery trash heap of a newsfeed...
Silas woke up in the dark. No, he wasn’t Silas, he was Paul Bettany, but he was covered in the white powder makeup they’d used during filming to make him look albino and he was chained nake...
Chapter 1 Leonardo da Vinci tugged nervously at the crotch of his hose, the wool scratching at his leaning tower of penis. “So you see, Grand Mistress, I have conceived of a device with which...
SOME PHOTOS FROM SHIPWRECK PRESENTS: RAY BRADBURY’S FAHRENHEIT 451 Surprise guest star: Clippy Writers: Kathleen Miller, Michelle Threadgould, Mikah McCabe, Alan Leggitt, Ruby Gill, and Alb...
Sherlock Holmes stands in front of the fireplace at Baker Street, his back to me, gazing softly at the licks of flame, a snifter of medium-grade sherry gripped tightly in his hand. I can tell by ...
Sherlock Holmes had called the professor a “Napoleon-gone wrong,” but soon enough, the cursed detective would face his own Waterloo. For weeks, Professor Moriarity had holed up in his study...
The sexual prowess of Mr. Sherlock Holmes has been well-documented in other, less scrupulous publications. I find myself compelled now to recount one such remarkable incident: The Adventure of th...
To Irene Adler, he will always be the man. The man who considered her worthier than royalty. The man she seduced while dressed as a street boy. And now…the man she planned to haunt and ri...