Undead Romance | Isaac Night x Reader
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She's built her life on control, on distance, on never letting anyone close enough to see the cracks that came with her immortality. He's the boy with cold metal where his heart should be, all sharp edges and unreadable eyes, who plays God and cheats death. She tells herself she can resist him. That his silence, his scrutiny, his fascination mean nothing to her and will mean nothing when he's gone. But Isaac Night is a gravity she can't escape-unsettling, relentless, and impossibly magnetic. And as his presence begins to unravel her carefully constructed detachment, she has to face a darker reality that falling in love leads to her ruin.
WARNING, THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN THE FOLLOWING: spoilers for Wednesday season 2, horror/dark romance, lowkey dead dove at some parts, toxic relationships/behavior, angst, death, gore, cannibalism(?), graphic situations, swearing, smut, depictions of mental health, mentions/depictions of abuse, and possibly more, i dont do warnings for chapters unless on tumblr
I am vendetta0girl on tumblr and iiVantablackii on ao3 (with another user on that site stealing my work smh), I have yet to upload to wattpad yet I lowkey forgot this existed so here we go I'll upload all current parts I have out
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Henley Lanyon thought she could survive Nevermore Academy unnoticed. She was wrong. Especially when Isaac Night-the infuriating, brilliant, storm-eyed jerk-keeps appearing at every turn, testing her patience... and maybe something more dangerous than that. " Their hate was a violent poem, written in the ink of obsession."
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