'"People act as if they have a final chance, once someone dies. But they don't. No matter whether the last thing you said to someone was telling them how much you love them or whether you had an argument and insulted them, it's what you said. Visiting a grave doesn't change that. Souls of the deceased have no patience for feelings or apologises or wishes that are expressed too late." "But what if you don't feel satisfied with the way you parted?" Credence asked, looking perplexed. "Is death ever satisfying?" Came her response.' This is the third and final story in my Lover's Fall trilogy. It is set 25 years after the end of Forever Forgotten. Seriously guys, by this point I have nothing to go off of. There are no books that I'm following here so just enjoy the story I give you because trust me, it's hard to make some of this stuff up.

"The boy was beautiful, he knew that. But still young. Still innocent. And yet still in need of his help." This story will contain spoilers. This is a story that I am writing based off of the characters from J.K.Rowling's Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them. When I watched it for the first time I was captivated by the relationship between Credence and Graves, and was disappointed when it got complicated and abusive. Because of this, I am writing this with the outlook that Graves does actually care about Credence and that he was never always Grindelwald.

"Who you are is far more important than what you are. What you are is more general; it's society sticking a label on you and telling you how you should act, react and behave. Who you are is far more personal; it's the way that you tell yourself to endure, believe and think. One confines you, the other allows you to have a positive impact on the world." This is Book 2 of my Fantastic Beasts series (which I am calling "The Lovers' Fall" series). I wouldn't read this one before the first. Btw I'm like Scott Cawthon: I'll tell you when I'm gonna update and then just go and update before that anyway. It's set five years after the end of "The Second Salem.

"You look like a thirsty rose in love's garden" mr.Graves whispered and looked deeply into my eyes. I felt cold shivers traveling down my spine. "I've always liked roses" he said, caressing my cheek. A fan fiction about gradence for y'all. This fic is written from Credence's POV. This is my first fan fiction I've ever written and I hope you guys like it :) English isn't my main language so I apologize for any grammatical errors.