The students of Nevermore return after a chaotic semester, and with them comes the monster that once tormented the woods-Tyler Galpin. As the students attempt to rebuild their lives, a new threat begins to creep through the streets of Jericho, hunting the people one by one. When the villagers' fear merges with ignorance, there can be only one outcome: a witch hunt. Sequel to The Psychic Saga: World of woe (Part Two)

After the abrupt end of her first term at Nevermore, Wednesday returns home to face a relentless stalker and a monster-ex-boyfriend hell-bent on her destruction. Is she merely a new piece on the board, or the true player?

What happens if Tyler confides in Wednesday that he's losing time and waking up in weird places? That sometimes he's covered in blood that's not his? Having memories he doesn't remember? Will Wednesday stop or save Tyler from himself? I love the show so much and the chemistry between Tyler and Wednesday was so great. It wasn't great that he turned out to be bad but there's hope in season 2! Chapter 2 Finale Now Available! I hope you guys enjoy the story!

Wednesday hated summer, and this one was the worst of all: Tyler Galpin had moved to Jericho. #alternativeuniverse #Wednesday and Tyler #NoPowersww

(cross posted on ao3) au where Tyler is already attending Nevermore by the time Wednesday first joins. Obsessive, fast-paced, and still full of murder. (In typical Wednesday fashion). The boy was tall, his face boyish, his stance non-threatening but an air of dread surrounded him nonetheless. He was pretty, objectively. Strong but lithe. He looked up, meeting her eyes. She looked at him impassively, and his eyes darkened as he took her in. Clearly, he saw something that piqued his interest in the same way hers had been piqued. His aura screamed predator but his stance portrayed prey. Interesting. "Oh my God, Wednesday," Enid's shrill voice interrupted her observations, but Wednesday didn't break eye contact with the strange boy. "Don't look at him!" The girl's voice was shaky with fear. Wednesday turned to look at her, assessing her nervous form. Damn, the boy really was inspiring fear. Wednesday hoped she could quickly inspire the same effect. "Who is he?" "That's Tyler Gaplin. He's a hyde."

(sequel to "you can occupy my every sigh") {cross-posted to ao3} "I really appreciate you letting me spend the summer at your home, with your daughter." He said softly. Gomez waved the thanks away immediately. "Nonsense, of course you were going to come." Gomez said, jovial but firm. He'd been thrilled at the thought of Tyler staying with them, and had probably been looking forward to it for weeks, if not longer. Wednesday's phone pinged, and she looked at the screen, expecting to see a notification from Enid. Instead, an unknown number had sent her an image of herself from the outside of the car. Wednesday leaned toward the window, looking around to try and find the source of the image, but there was no one there. Another message pinged through. I know what you've done. Weird. Tyler picked up on Wednesday's confusion and intrigue and peeked at her phone, which she angled toward him. His eyes widened and he looked up at her, asking silently if this was something they needed to worry about right now. Wednesday shook her head. "We'll talk about it after we've settled in." or; the sequel with a brand new mystery and murder plot during the first summer Tyler spends at Wednesday's place - family, friends, brand new foes - will they ever get a real vacation?

She tasted delicious. Her blood filled his mouth and her eyes widened like a lamb caught by the wolf. James had her pinned down on the floor, his natural instincts getting the better of him. She was a tease, Natasha was... her red hair made him desire her so much more than he could bear. To think he had let her leave that bar without a number made him want to suck up more juice, but enough was enough. He wanted her alive. He wanted to love her. To devour her.

Natasha and Bucky used to have a life together, a long time ago, but they were ripped apart suddenly and never saw each other again...until now. What will happen when Bucky returns with no memories of Natasha? Will she ever get him back?

Yelena Belova is barely holding it together. New York is chaos, her dreams are only getting worse, and now she's stuck babysitting Bob Reynolds-the guy tied to the Void. He's just her next assignment. Until he isn't. Val wants results. The media wants blood. And Yelena? She just wants to sleep without waking up screaming. But as her dreams start bleeding into reality, and Bob's fears echo her own, the line between assignment and connection starts to blur. No one understands darkness like Yelena. No one understands fear like Bob. And the past isn't done with either of them. Highest Ranks: #1 in FicRecs #2 in Boblena #8 in mcufanfic

Synopsis: Yelena Belova doesn't do feelings-she's sharp, focused, and keeps her distance, especially from unstable allies like Bob Reynolds. He's awkward, powerful, and oddly endearing, but she chalks up their growing closeness to battlefield adrenaline. Bob, however, sees everything: her quiet habits, her silent courage, and the way Bucky hovers near her. Bob could destroy worlds, but he can't admit he's falling for her-not when he thinks she'd choose someone like Bucky. Each mission draws them closer, until one goes wrong and forces Yelena to face the one threat she's never prepared for: a man who is falling in love with her. THUNDERBOLTS FANFIC \\ YELENA AND BOB \\ SLOW BURN NOVEL