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Born To Die (Isaac Night Fic)
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Ongoing, First published Sep 19
Mature
'Choose your last words this is the last time.. cause you and I we were born to die..'

In Which Endora Spellmen once had everything she wanted a family, a love, and she was alive but after a tragic incidents she and her lover died only for 30 years later to reunite but what if I told you she didn't actually die that night? That a mysterious person 'saved' her. But of course when you mess with the balance between life & death there are always consequences. 30 years later makes her wish that her lover never came back...

Or 

In Which: Endora Spellmen once a beautiful powerful witch from a very powerful family of witches is now a vampire after a tragic accident 30 years ago. 30 years later an unexpected flame returns..

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Isaac Night x Fem!Oc
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Fem! Oc x Slight! M!Oc
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