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Wednesday and Lilium are like Two peas in a pod Where you see one, the other is not far behind ▪︎▪︎▪︎☆ In where Wednesday and Lilium attend Nevermore learning Crackstone's truth OR ☆▪︎▪︎▪︎ Lilium and Enid's relationship grows as they engage in helping Wednesday's journey in learning the truth ᵉⁿⁱᵈ ˢⁱⁿᶜˡᵃⁱʳ ˣ ᶠᵉᵐ ᵒᶜ 𝒘𝒆𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆 - 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈... Ι ∂σ ησт σωη αηyтнιηg ƒяσм тнє ωє∂ηєѕ∂αy ѕнσω, σηℓy ℓιℓιυм αη∂ нєя вιятн ƒαмιℓy αη∂ вαcкѕтσяy

Ettevy Institute houses more species than anywhere else on Earth. Each more mystical and magical than the last, it is nothing that fourteen-year-old Persephone isn't used to. But nothing makes her more nervous than being within its walls after travelling back in time. Her mission is simple: find the creator of a special component vital to her own time's survival. She isn't afraid of the werewolves in cages, the dragon hybrids or the vampires in the basement. She's only afraid of the creator. Her sixteen-year-old mother. An unsociable gothic oracle who has no idea who Persephone is.

At only ten, Cole is the most promising child in Frost Fang Pack. His father is the Alpha. His older brother is a powerful wolf and the Pack's future Alpha. And from an early age, Cole's extraordinary talent has had the entire Pack wondering just how powerful he'll become. But at the most important ceremony of his life, Cole fails to awaken his wolf. Before sunset, his own father casts him out of the Pack. Cole is only ten. The Pack sends him into the wilderness alone. They won't even give him a knife.

Everything changed the day she set foot into Nevermore. She instantly drew the attention of a certain brooding artist and loveable Gorgon. Little did anyone know what would become of their friendship... - Based very loosely around the Wednesday Netflix series - May included details from the show but the book is not centred around the plot - This is a Poly relationship Xavier x Ajax x OC

Hiccup is the outcast of his village and no one likes him, not even his own father. Hiccup shoots down a Night Fury and runs away with his new found friend. Now Hiccup is known as the Tyrant of the Night, feared by all. His main mission, make Berks life a living hell and save the dragons. That's not his only mission. He needs to take down a dragon hunting market as well as keep his identity under the wraps. But can he do all of this when an intruder makes herself known to him?

Lilith Violet Thornvale has always felt different---cautious, quiet and incredibly intelligent of her lunar capabilities than any other werewolf at Nevermore Academy. Away from home in Japan, she keeps her priorities in order-academic studies, taming her inner beast and keeping it simple. But when peculiar changes sparked through her body, and blood-red dreams begin to haunt her, she uncovers a dark truth buried in her ancestry-and in her own blood. Through her botched attempts to cover up the raging storm inside of her, It didn't take long until a fresh pair of caramel eyes noticed the fury within poor Lilith. New head of music Miss Isadora Capri. TWISTED in blood and feelings, the lines between truth and desire start to blur and Lilith becomes determined to uncover the truth behind her peculiar dreams. If that wasn't already too much on her plate, sparks of forbidden feelings and fluster begin to fly in the air, guiding her to a certain musician who helps her. Lilith must fight in the search of her true identity-and face the heart of soft music notes. Their blood tis not one, tis not sheer Cleanse thy healfor, or shall they burn Twisted with poison, twisted in red Dead or alive, fur or fangs You know what you are. The enemy is within your veins

In a kingdom where brown eyes are the only mark of purity, Sitteea lives in the shadows. Her deep green eyes are a brand-the mark of an ancient curse that people have forgotten the origin of, but still fear as much as death itself. As a mother to a young daughter with the same "flaw," she fights a daily battle against the village's disdain and a past that has made her as hard as stone. At the castle, Prince Ezra is suffocating under the weight of tradition. His father demands a royal wedding to secure the purity of the bloodline, but Elias refuses to be a pawn in a game of superstition and forced duty. When their two worlds collide by chance, a dangerous truth is awakened: the eyes the kingdom fears the most might be the only ones that see the world for what it truly is.

Arwyn Kingston of Gwyniar has always followed her own set of rules, with a carefree attitude that has allowed her to lead a life full of adventure. Three years after the rumored wolf attack that killed her sister, Arwyn must attend a Fate Ceremony to be paired with a mate with the goal to suppress her awakening wolf spirit. When Arwyn's chosen turns out to be Sebastion Harford, an outcast with a prematurely active wolf, she is forced to leave everything she knows behind and go to Darqua, the wolf valley, for refuge and the hope of acceptance. Danger lurks around every corner, and as the truths behind Arwyn and Sebastion's inner wolves are revealed and secrets unfurled, Arwyn must learn to navigate this world in which humans and wolves don't live peacefully-a world she's been afraid of since she was a child-or risk ending up on the wrong side of a fight between new love and past loyalty. © Copyright 2026 All Rights Reserved Cover by: me ; edited with Photopea Available on Wattpad. Coming June 2026 to Royal Road & Inkitt New wolf pup art coming soon by @ToWolfKin

COMPLETED | English Version "And under the moonlit café, along with the selcouth hymns, the outcast found a place to call home." When her landlord managed to get rid of the troublesome pair she had as her neighbors, Ezra felt like she was ascending to a new world through the unyielding joy she emitted. However, after living in this vast world for twenty years, Ezra ought to know better. Especially with the gigantic bag of misfortune she's carrying on her shoulder. Only when her new neighbors arrive did she discover the true meaning of calm before the storm. She was but an innocent little lass, as pure as the driven snow and chained by her perpetual list of misadventures. He was rumored to be a delinquent; a wrathful blaze and a destructive storm of chaos and disorder. They had lived their lives in virtual recluses. Curious, they both were, to each other's deeds that went beyond their insight and understanding.

(On Hold Due To Writer's Block) Marisol Vega is admired, loved, included, and constantly surrounded by friends - yet she's never felt more invisible. Her role in the group has always been fixed: the good one, the peacemaker, the pretty girl with the perfect smile. No one asks how she feels, what she wants, or what she's afraid of. Not even her best friends. Hunter Whitmore is the school's quiet outcast. He's not a bad kid - just overlooked, misunderstood, and easier for people to ignore. His reputation is shaped by rumors, not who he actually is. At home, he walks on eggshells around a neglectful, chaotic household. They share one thing: a home life that feels like a cage, and a deep loneliness no one else seems to notice. Until they notice each other.

Evil doesn't die, it just reinvents itself. Stranger Things / Max Mayfield cover by Lottie // heartfates

The Pheonixs are the elements, genitally, bionic sources users, that are the connections form all of the mystical, based of the connections of the genetics of any of the spiritual, superhuman, paranormal, empowered, or gifted. They are called the Chryss-borealiss who are the users of any beyond what nobody could have. Which belongs to the secret society called the Core-Borealiss that is banned from the public society to know the deep secret that is completely non-existent and was made up from anyone's knowledge. And yet Bore is in danger from what is full of bad guys who bring evil to ruin the peace. Those who had that power are to protect the good from the evil which Qui Shen, Kie, and Mug are the First Original Pheonixs that counter the many obstacles battle and facing their opponent who tried to against the peace.

❝𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨.❝ in which an outcast and a normie meet - in which not all is as it seems *DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN WEDENSDAY OR THE ADDAMS FAMILY; I ONLY OWN MY O.C'S AND THEIR STORYLINES*

𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣' '𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩, 𝙪𝙝-𝙝𝙪𝙝 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙬𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙩, 𝙪𝙝-𝙝𝙪𝙝 𝙈𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙇𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣, 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣' 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙥𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙠𝙨, 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚, 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 ~ Loosely follows Wednesday plot ~ Slow burn ~ Characters are aged up slightly ~ Tyler Galpin x OC

Follow the story of the new hero generation, a group of misfit, less-than-likely, outcast teens, whose only goals are to become the next wave of promising heroes. Their journey is challenging as they face never before seen villains, each other, and their own issues. Watch as these inspired heros fall into the clutches of this new, decaying era. Credits: @anata_oshi - base for the cover art Creator(s) of the MHA world

In the Aurelian Empire, your mana color is your identity. Solar burns gold. Angel shines white. Elemental feeds the world. Black means Pariah. Kaelen Altaris has known this since he was nine years old - the moment the classification crystal turned black against his chest and his family quietly stopped acknowledging he existed. For seven years, he has survived Altaris Manor as a ghost: no tutor, no training, no name worth speaking aloud. Just chores, cold corridors, and a stepmother who has turned his erasure into an art form. But his mother didn't simply disappear. She was filed away. In a sanatorium six days east, under a contract Elara Altaris controls. And something changed at Voss-Meren fourteen months ago - something that has made people vanish, couriers run east in the dark, and a girl with a surveyor's ledger full of missing names travel the same road as Kaelen. He has Black Mana. A broken hilt that recognized him before he recognized it. Eleven years of watching people who underestimated him. The Empire built its history on a lie. It buried the Dark Stylists who saved the world and called them monsters. Kaelen is about to find out why.

I was born a prince. Which is hilarious-because I'm also the biggest disappointment in vampire history. In the Phantom Dimension, every vampire waits for the Depinox Period- (aka vampire puberty )the glorious moment when wings rip out, fangs descend, and power floods your veins. Royal families throw parties. Legends are born. When mine came? Nothing. No wings. No powers. No dramatic glow-up. Not even a one tiny fang. I stayed the same. Same height. Same face. Same useless body. Turns out I wasn't a late bloomer-I was a lampir. A failed vampire who would never transform. The L.A.K. (Lampir Assassination Knights) exist for one reason: to erase lampirs like me. There's only one loophole in their merciless law(which is stupid as it sounds):-if a human who hates vampires agrees to keep you, your life is spared. Ridiculous rule. Impossible odds. Until someone actually said yes. Aunt Louise. Human. Brave. Slightly insane. And completely unaware of the chaos she just adopted. Now I'm being ripped from everything I know and sent to Earth-specifically Marble City, a place full of humans, secrets, and zero tolerance for creatures like me. To vampires, I'm a disgrace. To humans, I'm a freak. I don't belong in either world. Between high school drama and the terrifying new normal of human life, I must hide what I am. But in a city of millions, the most dangerous secret of all is my own. Can a prince with no crown, no fangs, and no future ever find where he belongs?

"𝐌𝐫𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟" In which Toruk Makto's golden child falls head over heels for the outcast of Awa'atlu Neteyam x oc

The Forgotten Ones are a section of the population that are considered too far gone. They are commonly solitary, though sometimes will build a relationship with a few others. Blood relation isn't something they cherish or even know. The Vitals tried to provide aid to the Forgotten Ones, but there was no use. Victor and James are two forgotten ones bonded by something their kind cannot seem to grasp. Not only that, but Victor is literate. They are more well-off than most of the Vitals, but refuse to come out from the shadows. Until they meet her. The day she came, everything changed. Nothing would be the same. Ever again.

The kingdom of Calidaria is burning. For centuries, there has been tension between them and their neighbouring kingdom of Ice, Glacaria. The Watching River divides the two nations, and it is forbidden for any to cross. In the fiery kingdom, Caliadaria (the Aag Raaja), the dragon-fae are not used to seeing others from beyond their borders. When Sae Ward arrives one day, unexpected and desperate to find her missing family, she receives less than a warm welcome. Before long, her world is turned upside down, and her fight for survival may take precedence over her fight for love. On the other side of the kingdom, Crown Princess Jwala has lived a different life than most. As heir to the throne, she has been preparing for both the crown and her prophecy her entire life. But on the night of her eighteenth birthday, her focus changes drastically from that of Queenly duties, to one of shadowy depths... As the two characters navigate a fiery world conditioned for violence and prejudice, mysteries are sought, friendships made, dangers loom and love is tested in this first book of a modern fantasy epic of fire and ice.