New school, new start, but that doesn't mean old habits fade. And one of those bad habits may or may not be stalking. This odd knack however quickly leads into some unwanted consequences when a rather strange individual shows up to class the first day, Jamison Fawkes.

Psychopaths can't love, that's for sure. But what could be so wrong about liking one anyway? This is the rather long (Like, I'm warning you, it's over 400 pages in type 11 writing...So be prepared)fanfiction with a lot of edge, angst and smut. Lot's and lot's filthy smut. ( Oh and Lemonz up ahead the title is pretty self explanatory...)

~♤~ On one fatefull, stormy night during the cold months of autumn, a peasant girl by the name of Y/N is lost and alone on the dusky streets of Adlersbrunn. Desperately searching for a shelter, a place to rest her exhausted legs, she stumbles across the castle of a long forgotten friend from her past, the infamous Dr. Jamison Junkenstein. The story is built up like a classic drama from the German literature period of the so called "Klassik" (1800). Seeing as the original tale of Frankenstein was published around that time (by Mary Shelly, London) it was a perfect for fit for this interpretation for the story. Separated into five akts which are fractured into three scenes, each about 2800 words long.

Careful what hellish creatures you call upon, it might just come back to burn you ~ (Short Story of twenty pages/Bittersweet Lemons, aka Smut) A young nun (Y/N), unhappy with her monotone existence, finds herself testing out a ancient ritual to summon a demon; accidentally selling more then her soul.

(Don't mind the shitty Batman reverence~) -Edgy, angst, soap opera worthy fanfiction filled to the brim with bittersweet melodrama. And just for the "jest" of it, smut, that delightful, seamy smut.-

~Soap Opera worthy piece of fanfiction with the usual copious amounts of angst, edge, malaise and just a pinch of smut to make it all go round. Because summer, pirates, and the sweet, sweet booty.~