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I've never written something like this before but I hope you like it!! It's just hours after Tyler was taken away and Wednesday is at the Adams mansion alone and she hears a loud pounding on the doors. Who could it be? It's Tyler and he has some unfinished business that's needs to be sorted out. There is smut so if you don't like that I would skip those chapters. Happy reading!!

The day that he left me was the day that I died and was reborn as a witch// Fan fic ab Wednesday tv show xx

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⚠️NOT EDITED⚠️ Jessamine Addams is the twin sister of her more infamous counterpart, Wednesday Addams. They know each other best, and when working together, can accomplish anything. After the two team up to take revenge on the people who bullied their little brother, they're sent to Nevermore, a school for outcasts. But even here, they're outsiders, their taught inability to love pushing everyone away. But worse things are at hand. Something in the woods is lurking, disturbing the magic. Both girls struggle with their powers, but as Jessamine becomes closer to a certain tortured artist, she realizes maybe an Addams has the capacity for love after all. Even if it IS a distraction.

Vampires usually stick to their own clique. It's convenient to have friends that don't become prunes after just a few decades. Unfortunately, you're not the usual vampire.

(Y/N) (L/N) is a fairly normal girl, except for the fact that she's a witch and has a werewolf roommate while attending Nevermore Academy. That all changes when a new student appears and moves into the dorm next door: Wednesday Addams. Despite his harsh and gloomy attitude, (Y/N) can't help but feel drawn to him. What she doesn't know is that he too is intrigued by her. After all, what could be more alluring than a witch that has a morbid curiosity? Especially one who doesn't run at the first sight of him.

Tyler swallows. "I thought you'd hate me forever." Wednesday's lips press into a thin line. Her instinct is to confirm it, to sharpen her tongue into a weapon and sever this thread before it binds her again. But the word lodges in her throat, unspoken. Instead, she lifts her chin, eyes steady and merciless. "Forever is a long time."