The Addams curse, little mentioned outside the family circle, the curse of being bound for life to the person chosen for us by our hearts and destiny. The bond of binding, though increasingly rare in the modern world, every werewolf is irrevocably bound to someone on the plant with a bond that goes far beyond human conception. The Addams curse is not immediate, the line between love and hate is thin, and everyone knows the propensity for hate of one particular Addams. Bonding should be immediate and dazzling for a wolf, except if the other is not a werewolf. Sun and moon, rainbow and storm clouds, love and hate, life and death, fate has indeed had fun this time intertwining our favorite Nevermore schoolgirls in double strands.

🥇N°1 Wattpad #Messed up love - 🥇N°1 Wattpad #Sugar Daddy - My father is dead. My mother hates me. My ex dumped me right after stealing our business project. I'm sleeping at my stepfather's place and I get up at 5 a.m. to sell melons with him at the markets. All this for what? To scrape together enough to smoke, go out without looking like a broke loser, and dream about Dubai. So yeah, I slipped. I swiped. And when I saw his message, I didn't think: "I pay. Name your price." Avatar: a man in a suit, lion's head. Age: 60. Me? I'm 18. And I answered. "300." Not for the look. Not for the thrill. Just to get the hell out of here.

You find yourself reading some stories. Tales that will send you hurtling into the unknown. Tales so strange, so unusual, they can only take place on the edge of obscurity itself. Tales that provide the type of social commentary you can't find anywhere else. Tales so bizarre, so unexplainable, they could only come... from The Twilight Zone.