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Ms. Capri [wlw] بقلم hotformilfs
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teacher x student | wlw | age gap Wednesday fan fiction Selene Vale is eighteen, haunted by the sudden death of her best friend, Leigh. At Nevermore Academy, she struggles to keep the wolf inside her at bay--her instincts clawing at the edges of control, threatening anyone who gets too close. Every full moon brings her closer to losing herself completely, and with the shadow of her friend's murderer still unclaimed, she doesn't know how to protect herself or anyone else. Isadora Capri, thirty-three, is the academy's new head of music. A child prodigy turned accomplished teacher, she carries herself with quiet precision. Gifted, confident, and a werewolf of her own, she moves through the halls with an authority few dare question. When Selene and Capri cross paths, something changes. Capri sees the danger brewing inside Selene--and the potential she refuses to trust. What begins as interest soon turns into mentorship, as Capri guides Selene through the darkness of her instincts, teaching her control, focus, and the strength to survive a world that seems determined to break her. At the heart of Nevermore, power and danger collide, and Selene must learn who to trust--before the wolf inside her decides for her. Highest rankings #1 in isadoracapri #1 in mscapri #1 in coaching #1 in tutoring #1 in coping #1 in wxg #1 in nevermoreacademy #1 in Wednesday
The Sound of Secrets  بقلم milfmagnetic
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Amber Weems has always lived in the background - quiet, underestimated, and known only as the niece of Nevermore Academy's powerful principal, Larissa Weems. A girl who sometimes feels invisible even in a school of outcasts. But everything changes when Isadora Capri arrives. The former child prodigy is now the new head of music and to Amber, she's something dangerous: a flame that threatens to ignite feelings she can't ignore. As Amber navigates the chaos of her final school year - secrets buried in dusty yearbooks, curfew-breaking nights, and the ever-present pull of her friends' strange mysteries - she finds herself drawn to Isadora in ways she doesn't understand, and maybe shouldn't. Because at Nevermore, nothing stays hidden forever. Not ghosts from the past. Not dangerous truths. And least of all, a heart that refuses to stay quiet. ⛧°. ⋆༺☾𖤓༻⋆. °⛧ A/N: This story is based in the 'Wednesday series' and takes place after season one, however Weems isn't dead and the story only partly follows the events of Season 2. None of these are my characters, apart from Amber Weems, so all rights to whoever made them. I also want to say, that I DO NOT support a teacher/student type of relationship in real life! This story is PURELY FICTIONAL. With that said, have fun reading and feel free to give me feedback <3 highest rankings #1 mscapri #1 teaching #1 vanisher #2 larissaweems #3 Isadoracapri
Her silence, my gravity. بقلم milfsforlife_0
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At Nevermore Academy, silence speaks louder than words. I never meant to stay behind after class, but something about Ms. Isadora Capri kept me tethered to the shadows of her presence. She wasn't like the others-her gaze was a kind of gravity, her voice a quiet storm. What began as lingering glances and unspoken understanding soon grew into something I couldn't ignore. A connection unnamed, dangerous, and impossible to escape. This is not a story of light. It's a story of darkness, obsession, and the kind of bond that can either save you-or ruin you completely. #isadoracapri #wednesday
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The Poetry in Your Keys | Isadora Capri (wlw) بقلم withpiperrings
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Isadora Capri x Woman OC 𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗮 𝗮𝘂 ⋆♬⭒𖹭˚.⋆ On her second year at Nevermore, the keys of Isadora's piano started to sound different... like there was something... or someone interfering with the music, making it sound like... poetry?