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❝ 𝙄𝙣𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙖𝙧𝙩, 𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙘𝙖𝙠𝙚. ❞ ‎ ‎ ‎── 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, an artist of all sorts finds herself tangled in a troublesome and complex situation along with her classmates. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ :: 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄 ⌞ ©️ 𝒌𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚 / 2023 ⌝

'Growing up in a family of werewolves wasn't easy. What especially wasn't easy was when they died. That sent her spiralling into the arms of a dangerous, hot headed werewolf that introduced her to a world of addiction, corruption and peril.' This Prequel / pre series fic will feature Kayla's life in Louisiana leading up to the brutal murder of her dad and brother. Struggling with grief and an unsupportive mother, she seeks solace in the bottom of a bottle. Vulnerable and alone, she is swept up into the chaos and unpredictability of twin werewolves and their violent pack. Before long she finds herself trapped - wanting to leave but also, too addicted to the danger to bother trying - travelling around America on the back of a motorcycle with her hot tempered boyfriend, indulging in all the bad bits that life had to offer. Hurtling headfirst towards tragedy and an early grave... all until the results of one cheap drugstore test in a crappy motel bathroom. Now she had no choice but to try... try and get back on the straight and narrow, despite the repeated blows to her sanity and her sobriety. This is Kayla's story. The complicated, messy months before leaving the life she knew to come to Beacon Hills. Before the path of destined devastation. Before him... Aiden x OC / Ethan x OC friendship Features heavy alcohol/drug use & smut Welcomes back characters introduced in the coming books

When a Swede gets transferred from her own reality to one where she has to go to another mirror dimension of the one that wasn't her own. What if she starts collecting admirers along the way? Season One: Complete Season Two: Complete Disclaimers School bus graveyard belongs to "Lilredbeany" GIFs and pictures does not belong to me Mature language Spelling mistakes Reverse harem

An unusually tall thin poor teenager no older than 13 was carrying his violin on his back on his way home. Suddenly out of nowhere an old manhole with number 13 on it. Had given way from his thin ass 40 pounds weight on it! He fell from a 13 meter height. The old manhole was actually an old well. Before he died from the fall he hugged his beloved violin with all his might. By 13 hours later he was found by people and was buried. Yet by those 13 hours he was reborn as a monster in a monstrous world.