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When Blood Calls (𝙬𝙡𝙬)
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Ongoing, First published Sep 14
Mature
5 new parts
Feared. Admired. Untouchable.

Celine Ashbourne carries secrets that could shatter the life she's fought to control and the one person she should avoid is the only one who truly sees her.

At Nevermore Academy, desire is a dangerous thing. When trust falters and boundaries blur, temptation becomes impossible to resist.

⚝ WLW
⚝ OC x Isadora Capri
⚝ Forbidden love • Angst • Slow burn • Vampire fantasy
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Chloe doesn't believe in second chances. Not at Nevermore Academy, not in life, and definitely not for herself. She's eighteen, restless, and drowning in habits she doesn't talk about out loud. Then there's Ms. Isadora Caprii. Thirty-eight, unshakably composed, a music teacher whose hands can turn silence into something that hurts to listen to. She's strict, elegant, and leaves no room for excuses - but beneath the precision, there's a kind of warmth Chloe doesn't know what to do with. What starts as stolen glances and sharp words in class slowly twists into something heavier. Something dangerous. Something that makes Chloe wonder if maybe, just maybe, she isn't as hopeless as she thought. A slow-burn obsession where every note lingers too long, every lesson feels too close, and the line between discipline and desire blurs like smoke.