Darkacedemia Stories

Elizabeth Bennet is just a 19 year old girl trying to pursue a dream. It's her first semester and she is already forced to solve a crime she didn't commit in order to ha...

☕📜 In Arcane Academy, Ayanakoji Kiyotaka and Suzune Horikita (you) find yourselves thrust into a magical school where alliances are forged, rivalries are fierce, and se...

~ "And up close?" I asked stupidly. She studied me for a moment. "An empty fridge." "And that's supposed to mean...?" I egged her on. Now t...

A story of heartbreak and betrayal, all set in the 2000's where our protagonist Arabelle meets Josiah whilst studying in Oxford. What will happen? Will there be tea?(pr...

In which your compelling need for complete, unbroken reign over 19th century England prevails and consumes you whole. "𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐...

A poem just describing boys that read, that geeky kind of guy.

[A teenage girl named Brooke Fiona who is a selebgram who move in Paris with her best friends , and then, she met him....]

WARNING THIS IS FICTIONAL AND IT HAS SWEARING This book is a Dark academia themed book

dark academia romance

This is my first thing on wattpad ever so don't judge! Everything you need to know if you are friends with a Slytherin! I am NOT a draco girl! Just making that clear.

The Welton boys wishes are finally coming true. Girls are now allowed to attend Welton. Which means Neils sister and her friends finally get to go. What happens when the...

'why did you do this' 'I had to'

short story's i use as inspo for my books.

Afraid to disappoint her parents, Kathleen begins to attend Larendale Boarding school, one of the top schools in the country, where she is introduced to a sophisticated...

1 like writing little descriptions so here we go. Watch me get weirdly poetic and deep at 1am. Also these will mostly be about various fandoms I'm in.

Since middle school he has been out. She always held onto hope that maybe she'd be his one exception. Four years have passed now and maybe it's time to move on. After a...

Perhaps he was art, a divine being misplaced to a path to something greater than myself; my body, my mind, my love a simple diversion from his path. I was too young to k...

Just some aesthetic usernames...........idk what else to say

If loneliness were a place, it would be the brick house on the hill. The two-story building is surrounded by trees so no living being can look inside. No living being wa...