Ever since the night of horror, Enid and Wednesday have grown closer. They've grown closer in a way Wednesday has never experienced before. Will the dull monotone raven admit these feelings towards the bright joyful werewolf? Pre-warning there may be some TW so I will put them at the beginning of the chapter :)

Enid pulled back, breathless, her chest heaving. "Wait-please, don't-don't do this just because you feel sorry for me." Wednesday's eyes were dark, her lips reddened from the kiss. She regarded Enid for a long moment, then let out a sound that was half a scoff, half a laugh. "You truly are delusional," she murmured. "Be quiet, Enid. I want to kiss you again." After their first, unexpected hug at the end of Nevermore's chaos, Wednesday Addams and Enid Sinclair find themselves facing a challenge far more perplexing than monsters or murder mysteries: each other. What begins as an awkward gesture slowly unravels into something neither of them anticipated-an exploration of emotions Wednesday has always dismissed, and a bond that refuses to be ignored. WARNING!!! violence, smut

This is gory... This story takes place after the Hyde has been captured. Wednesday has these new feelings she doesn't quite understand... and her loud, colorful roommate, Enid, is the reason for them. TW - Mature audience IN THE PROCESS OF BEING EDITED

A hook up from the bar turns in to a mess when the whole meeting was based on lies. *More lesbian smut ;)

A night at Yoko's party exposes one of Wednesday's deepest secrets, leaving Enid shaken and questioning everything she thought she knew about her. Enid must decide whether to run from the truth or face the complicated bond growing between them. ⚠️18+ Story inspired by Phoreau's ART on X.

Sarah Fields, an 18 year old girl, who has gone through some of the worst possible traumas anyone could imagine, is going into her senior year of high school. She is a private person, and she doesn't let anyone other than her closest friends in. Sarah is also capable of having horrible attitude if pissed off. Scarlett switched to the high school to teach Crime and Justice and English. She has a law degree, but she uses that for different things. She's cold, bitchy, and she can intimidate anyone with a look on her face. What happens, when the student with an attitude and the cold, and bitchy teacher meet?

*lesbian/bisexual smut* It seemed like Ava and I had both gotten our lives together shortly after college. We had our jobs, our relationships, and our friendship to lean on. That feeling that we had everything together didn't last very long.

Believe in Yuzu top supremacy? Story is for you 🛐

^* Lemon scènes🍋 *^ ^* Rape*^ ^* BDSM*^ "Aaaaaah!" "You like that you dirty kitty, hm?" Mei had bondage around her body. Her hands were wrapped together behind her neck while she sat on a chair. Yuzu had bondaged both her ankles into the chair which stood securely on the ground. Mei had a blindfold on. Yuzu was walking rounds around Mei's body while tracing the paddle before slapping her. "Aaaaah!" "What are you supposed to do when I ask you a question?!" Yuzu asked sternly while harshly grabbing Mei's chin. Mei smiled to herself and answered like the good kitten she is, "Yes mistress, I love it when you hit me like tha- mmmhm!" Yuzu chuckled and slapped her breast again. Her breasts were popping out in the way her mistress put the bondage around her making the pleasure better for the both of them. - Mei, the next hire of the Aihara Academy has an arranged marriage with some stranger. He isn't a good guy. When her childhood best friend Yuzu moves back into the city, everything changed over time.-

*Lesbian Smut A few years back, Courtney and Emilia shared a brief connection in an airport. Cancelled flights turned into a night that felt like it belonged in another life. It was just one night, and then Emilia was gone. No last name, no number, just the memory of her that Courtney could never forget. When they run into each other again, the woman that she remembers isn't the same. She's quieter, guarded, and clearly hiding something. Reconnecting should feel like fate, but instead, it feels like a risk. As Courtney pushes for answers, and Emilia tries to protect the fragile life she's built, the past begins to creep closer. The spark between them is still there, but so are the secrets. The closer that they get, the more Courtney begins to wonder: did she ever really know her at all?