||UNDER EDITING|| IFFY WRITING -THIS STORY IS DARK. NOT FLUFF- A few long years after moving away from Derry to live with her Father, eighteen year old, Y/n returns for her Mother and young brother's funeral and to inherit the old house she used to live in, along with a few more valuables. With the suspense of how her Family really died, Y/n can't help but be afraid. So naturally... IT can't resist. || Book One ||

What happens when a ogre meets a hot, sweaty businessman? What happens when swampy green mixes with spray tan orange. What new and exiting colours shall bloom from this exotic, exhilarating fantasy?

wink wonk the spice is with the onceler. I mean... how bad can he possibly be? Nox and I were bored :)

you know ;) might get smutty eventually (warning) nvm it got smutty good luck (only mature because of one smut chapter: otherwise it should be relatively safe)