"Morningstar-as in the devil?" "Exactly like the devil." 𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙢𝙖 /ɪˈ𝙣ɪɡ𝙢ə/ 𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙤𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙. Athena Morningstar, the devil's daughter. Tyler Galpin, a boy with a dark secret. Wednesday Addams, a girl with a morbid fascination towards all things dark. What do all three of them having in common? They're all Enigmas. 𝐓𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐎𝐜 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐖𝐞𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐍𝐞𝐭𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐱 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 Book 2 in the Athena Morningstar Series. Started: 25/08/25 1 in #Hyde 1 in #Thing 1 in #Netflix 1 in #Tylergalpin 1 in #Nephilim 2 in #Lucifer

"Wednesday is full of woe Thursday as far to go" - Monday's Child "That's Rosemary Briar. Xavier's twin cousin. Their mothers were identical twins. Born on the same day at the same time. Some say the same room. Others claim they have the same father. Neither of them really talks about their family. Supposedly some kind of psychic - though I haven't seen any proof. She never talks about her powers. She just started this year. Rumor has it that she was ripped away from her normie boyfriend and is totally heartbroken. Like undying love and never going to be the same. So tragic." Rosemary Briar was born on a Thursday. Despite being the goddaughter of Morticia Addams, she spent the majority of her life as a normie...until her powers could no longer be hidden. original female character x tyler galpin I do not own Wednesday, the Addams Family, or Netflix. This is a fan fiction with a new character I have created. It is mostly cannon-compliant...for now. Number 3 in xaviorthorpe on 9.28.27 Number 5 in wednesdayfanfiction on 9.28.27

Percy Jackson has lost everything. After barely escaping Tartarus, he washes up on the shores of Berk, broken, exhausted, and ready to disappear. But fate has other plans. From the moment Hiccup Haddock and Jack Frost find him, the bond snaps into place-strong, undeniable, inescapable. But there's a problem. Percy feels it. They don't.

She was born with power, raised by a legend and destined to change everything. When Klaus Mikaelson finds newborn Andromeda using magic, he makes a rare choice, he raises her as his own. Fiercely loyal and dangerously gifted, Andromeda grows up in the shadows of power,devoted to the one man everyone fears.

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.

WARNING: this book is about PTSD. Percy is blamed for what happens in the last battle. The deaths of the seven, Nico, Reyna, camp. All of them gone. even Annabeth, who had survived torture in hell with him. As punishment, He is cursed with a type of immortality. He can only die when they feel he has repaid his crimes. The gods send him back in time to live out the past. Take the slow road. Percy disowns his name. Going only by the first part of his last name..Jack. Centuries pass and he becomes known as Jack Frost. Now, time has finally brought him back to where he belongs. A year where all his friends and family are alive..and he's nowhere near them. To distract himself from the pain, he takes a teaching job..at Hogwarts.

Percy, Annabeth, and Bob make it to the Doors of Death, but to get back, someone will have to make a distraction to lead away the monsters swarming it. And Percy will do everything in his power to make sure Annabeth gets back, and to not leave Bob behind again, even if it means staying in Tartarus alone. (Characters, story line and such are not mine, this is a fan-fiction, I do NOT own anything but the plot twist.)

What if Hecate Addams, a girl that was twinned with Wednesday at birth but was seemingly the total opposite of the dark, gothic girl, got forced into a school that Wednesday did not? Nevermore Academy, a school for the outcasts and those that were lost within themselves. What happenes when Hecate Addams is reunited with her sister, just two weeks after she herself was sent to the Academy? And what happens when things go mysteriously wrong for the Addams twins? Will Hecate find love in a boy that continuously pulled her attention, or would she push the boy away in fear he'd leave her all alone? Xavier Thorpe x fem!oc I own nothing but Hecate Addams :)

┌ ꒰⍉꒱─ "Now this is the point- you fancy me a mad. But madmen know nothing.". - Vivienna Elrod is having vivid dreams of a boy with long hair and a messy art studio- so vivid, in fact, she gets dragged right into his school; Nevermore Academy. With a monster on the loose, a new power she's trying to master, and an odd stalker, Vivienna's not sure what to do. Lucky for her, she's got a bright-eyed werewolf, alluring siren, creepy girl whose hair never moves (really, what hairspray does she use?), and a boy who's totally, entirely, and undeniably infatuated with her to help her solve the case.