Two hundred years of cursed immortality have taught Althea Stone one thing: nothing lasts, and no one stays. The emotionally distant teacher lives a quiet life of strict routines and secondhand pages, her secrets and scars buried deep beneath layers of fabric and silence. Then arrives Isadora Capri, the new Head of Music, bright, nervous, and full of life. Within Nevermore's shadowed corridors, the open-hearted musician quickly gets lost in its halls and her fascination with a certain mysterious literature teacher. Isadora's warmth is disarming, her curiosity dangerous, and Althea feels the pull she's sworn to resist. What happens when the living light reaches for the immortal shadow?

Ester Nightbourne is a lost woman who is beginning a new chapter in her life by becoming a literature professor at Nevermore, a school for outcasts. The day before starting this new chapter, Ester decides to say goodbye to her old self and spend the evening at a club with her friends. At the same time, in the same place and at the same hour, Isadora Capri - the Head of Music at Nevermore - appears. Is it a coincidence? Or perhaps fate has decided to cross the paths of two lost women so that they can find themselves. And what if it's also a coincidence that they found themselves in each other? A story full of drama, plot twists, tears, but also happiness. And... who knows? Maybe even love? Enjoy reading little vamps♡

"Professor, I must say our pets get along pre-" I pressed my fingers against Narcissa's mouth. "Stop." I announced, making Narcissa's eyes widen in confusion. "Call me Anastasia!" I blurted out, blush rising to my cheeks, my eyes shut tightly. Narcissa's elegant fingers pressed my fingers from her mouth. "Anastasia..." I opened my eyes again, watching Narcissa testing the name. "Beautiful. Just beautiful." ~~~ Read to find out more

Adrienne Brookes is a highschool senior with a sharp tongue and a talent for trouble. Her sarcasm is a shield, one she learned to wield early, because surviving her home life means never letting anyone see too much. And Adrienne has secrets. More than she can carry. But one slip in her carefully crafted mask is all it takes for Ivy Adair, her cold and calculating psychology teacher, to notice the cracks. Ivy is the last person Adrienne should trust, and the only one she can't seem to stay away from. Wanting distance is easy. Keeping it is impossible. ‼️ GAY ‼️ SEXUAL CONTENT ‼️ ABUSE AND VIOLENCE - There will not be warnings in individual chapters. This book is for mature audiences only. Do not read if sensitive to the above content.

Five years ago, Evie Rosewood vanished into thin air. No goodbye to her team. No explanation to her fellow skaters. And not a single word to her main coach-the woman who consumed her thoughts, commanded her ice, and unknowingly broke her heart. Scared by the terrifying depth of her feelings for Eteri at eighteen, Evie packed a bag in the middle of the night and traded Moscow's frost for the neon glare of Los Angeles. Now, at twenty-three, Evie is Team USA's golden girl. On the surface, she's thriving-blonder, hotter, winning medals, and rebuilding a life completely on her own terms. But off the ice, the media circus never sleeps. Ever since her silent departure, Eteri has dragged Evie's name through the mud in every interview, press conference, and social media post possible. Evie, never one to back down, gave as good as she got. For five years, their dynamic has been defined by ice-cold spite and sharp-tongued petty feuds splashed across headlines worldwide. The world thinks they hate each other. And maybe they do. But when tragedy strikes in LA and Evie's world collapses with the death of her father, the high-gloss facade shatters. In her darkest hour, surrounded by people who only know the glamorous athlete, Evie finds herself craving the comfort of the one person who knows every scar on her soul... and the only person who currently despises her existence. Because rumors are vicious. But the truth under the ice is deadly.

Teacher x Teacher || wlw || age gap Wednesday fanfic After another abrupt death occurs at your new school, you find yourself out of a job yet again. You were a banshee, a harbinger of death, a walking piece of bad luck. To be an outcast teacher with not very many outcast schools to choose from was hard enough, but to have death follow you made everything far more worse. Despite your streak of bad luck, one school seems to be welcoming you with open arms despite you choosing not to disclose the fact you were a Banshee. One can only imagine what awaits you at Nevermore. Might you find your place, or will those you love crumble to bits around you? HIGHEST RANKINGS: • #1 Wednesdaynetflix • #2 Larissaweemsxreader

Nevermore Academy has a place for every kind of monster - but Spencer Hawthorne was never taught how to be one. After a night of violence tears her family apart, eighteen-year-old Spencer is exiled to Nevermore Academy - a school for outcasts perched on the edge of a dark forest, gargoyles watching from every ledge. She arrives starved, silent, and convinced she doesn't deserve the wolf inside her, let alone a second chance. Isadora Capri, the school's head of music, sees straight through the walls Spencer's built - because she once built the same ones herself. What starts as concern becomes something neither of them expected: a connection that's tender, forbidden, and impossible to look away from. Set against the gothic halls and hidden secrets of Nevermore, this is a story about the wreckage trauma leaves behind, the quiet work of healing, and the kind of love that finds you exactly when you've stopped believing you're worth finding.

Paris. A night reception full of practiced smiles and empty conversations. Charlize Theron is used to this world - cameras, reputation, and the endless performance of roles. But one accidental meeting changes everything. A stranger with gray eyes, the scent of jasmine, and a smile a little too confident appears in her life for just one night. A night without rules, without names, and without promises. Sometimes one meeting is enough to realize - you've been living too correctly all this time.

There's something strange about Elara Duvall - and Nevermore Academy seems to know it before she does. Between the sharp eyes of Headmistress Weems and the probing curiosity of Professor Capri, her quiet life begins to unravel. But as emotions tangle and loyalties blur, Elara realizes that not every mystery is meant to be solved - some are meant to be felt.

👑 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔰 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡, 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤! Seventeen years ago, Robert Baratheon killed Prince Rhaegar at the Trident, thus ending the Targaryen dynasty and forcing young Jaehaera to flee to Essos along with her siblings Viserys and Daenerys. But with the usurper dead at last, she hopes to finally return to the home she had to abandon - and the people she left behind. Upon her return, though, Jaehaera finds that her childhood best friend is no longer the person she once knew... Cersei Lannister has become a cruel, vain woman who cares for no one but herself. So why can't Jaehaera stop thinking about her? 🐉 "𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓭, ʼ𝓦𝓮ʼ𝓻𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓽𝓸𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻ʼ 𝓢𝓸 𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔀𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓼, 𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓾𝓮𝓼 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓭, ʼ𝓑𝓪𝓫𝔂, 𝓷𝓸 𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 ʼ 𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝔀𝓮ʼ𝓻𝓮 𝓴𝓷𝓮𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓮𝓹 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓮𝓪𝓽, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾ʼ𝓻𝓮 𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓮 𝓸𝓾𝓽, 𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓽 𝓬𝓪𝓼𝓾𝓪𝓵 𝓷𝓸𝔀? 𝓣𝔀𝓸 𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓴𝓼, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓶𝓸𝓶 𝓲𝓷𝓿𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓼 𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓸𝓷 𝓛𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓑𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱, 𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓽 𝓬𝓪𝓼𝓾𝓪𝓵 𝓷𝓸𝔀?" __________________ Cersei x Fem!OC Unfinished, updating (on the 15th of every month) NSFW