Nevermore Academy keeps its secrets well, its stone corridors whispering with the footsteps of generations, its shadows hiding truths too dangerous to name. Celestine Frump arrives at its gates carrying nothing but her wits and an unshakable sense that the world behind these walls is not what it pretends to be. The air bends strangely around her, the past and present twisting in her wake, as though time itself leans closer to listen when she breathes. Isaac Night is Nevermore's golden prodigy: brilliant, charming, and far too clever for anyone's safety. His inventions hum like living things in the dark, and his eyes hold the kind of hunger that makes even the bravest students step aside. But when his gaze fixes on Celestine, fascination becomes something sharper, something that borders on worship, or destruction. Around them, roses wilt overnight, forgotten doors creak open of their own accord, and the storm over Jericho refuses to break. Every choice, every whisper, feels like a thread tightening in a web no one can fully see. There are no heroes in these halls, only secrets masquerading as smiles, and desires that cut deeper than any blade. In this waltz of beauty and ruin, where madness wears the mask of devotion, Celestine and Isaac are drawn toward something inevitable and unseen. The night hums with their names... and it is waiting.

| Some stories don't begin with monsters, they begin with the quiet kind of fear that lives in the dark long before anyone sees it. | Arwen Henderson has spent years trying to outgrow the shadows of her childhood, the strange visions and cold dread she once swore were only nightmares. Returning to Hawkins should have meant a fresh start, but the town feels suspended in the same uneasy quiet she remembers watchful, waiting, wrong. She tries to blend back into normal life school, old streets, and looking after her little brother Dustin. But Hawkins refuses to stay ordinary. Something stirs in the woods, people vanish without explanation, and that familiar chill, the one she thought she'd buried begins creeping back into her bones. Then she crosses paths with Steve Harrington. He's infuriatingly confident, effortlessly charming, and everything she doesn't have time for. Yet beneath the perfect hair and cocky smile, there's something unexpectedly steady about him, something that pulls her in despite every instinct telling her to stay away. As the town's mysteries deepen, so does their reluctant connection, built on danger, stubborn loyalty, and the realization that they might need each other more than either wants to admit. But as Hawkins falls further into silence, Ari's past starts clawing its way back, reminding her that some shadows don't fade... they wait. Together, she and the Hawkins Group must face the rising darkness surrounding the town, unaware just how close it already is to finding her again.