Gradence Stories

A Gradence/Gravebone fanfic, where you as reader participate in how the story should continue after every chapter. Credence is a young boy who lives at the secound salem, and as always, he is getting beaten everyday for multiple unfair reasons. one of these reasons is about his sexuality, because he's not interested in women at all! he's more interested in this man, who keeps showing up to talk to him in dark alleyways. the story takes place in the same period as FBAWTFT, but in a different story this story will contain: -angst -romance -sexual themes -dark themes -mild gore -Mpreg

I feel as if Tumblr cool never used it maybe you post and talk to people there but here is where we'll try and do better than that.

"La gente actúa como si tuviera una última oportunidad, cuando alguien muere. Pero no es así. No importa si lo último que le dijiste a esa persona es cuánto le amas, o si tuvieron una pelea y le insultaste; es último. Visitar una tumba no cambia nada. Las almas de los muertos no esperan por sentimientos o deseos que se expresan demasiado tarde." "Pero, ¿qué si no te sientes satisfecho con la manera en que partiste?" preguntó Credence, perplejo. "¿Es acaso en alguna manera satisfactoria la muerte?" respondió ella. ×Esta es la tercera y última parte de esta trilogía. Esta ubicada 25 años después del final de Forever Forgotten. De aquí olviden lo que saben sobre la historia de JK en esos años. Disfruten 🖤 ×Obra original (en inglés): https://www.wattpad.com/story/93510933-the-dragging-dawn-book-three ×Traducida CON PERMISO de la autora, por MI :3 @ciaramonaghan ADVERTENCIAS: Gradence/Gravebone

'"People act as if they have a final chance, once someone dies. But they don't. No matter whether the last thing you said to someone was telling them how much you love them or whether you had an argument and insulted them, it's what you said. Visiting a grave doesn't change that. Souls of the deceased have no patience for feelings or apologises or wishes that are expressed too late." "But what if you don't feel satisfied with the way you parted?" Credence asked, looking perplexed. "Is death ever satisfying?" Came her response.' This is the third and final story in my Lover's Fall trilogy. It is set 25 years after the end of Forever Forgotten. Seriously guys, by this point I have nothing to go off of. There are no books that I'm following here so just enjoy the story I give you because trust me, it's hard to make some of this stuff up.

Just gay fan fiction. All the characters belong to JK Rowling. Enjoy! Xox

"ฉันไม่ใช่พวกโง่ ที่จะมานั่งร้องเพลง ถึงดาวเดือนให้เธอฟัง ที่รัก"

#Gradence Percival Graves X Credence Barebone Rate ____ ความยุติธรรมในสังคมอยู่ที่ไหน มันไม่มีทางเกิดขึ้นได้ถ้าเขาไม่แสวงหามันด้วยตัวเอง ครีเดนซ์ ไม่สามารถแก้แค้นเกรฟส์คนพ่อได้ เพราะเหมือนอีกฝ่ายก็กำลังป่วยออดๆแอดๆรับกรรมอยู่ เขาจึงตั้งใจส่งต่อการชำระแค้นทั้งหมดไปที่คนลูก เพอซิวาล เกรฟส์ นายต้องชดใช้บาปกรรมของตระกูลนาย !!!

A story between Percival Graves and Credence Barebone; how they met, their relationship and the arrival of Gellert Grindelwald in their lives.

Percival Graves x Credence Barebone เมื่อคุณเกรฟส์คิดอยากจะเป็นซานต้าครอส

"You're a psychopath." "I prefer creative."

"Who you are is far more important than what you are. What you are is more general; it's society sticking a label on you and telling you how you should act, react and behave. Who you are is far more personal; it's the way that you tell yourself to endure, believe and think. One confines you, the other allows you to have a positive impact on the world." This is Book 2 of my Fantastic Beasts series (which I am calling "The Lovers' Fall" series). I wouldn't read this one before the first. Btw I'm like Scott Cawthon: I'll tell you when I'm gonna update and then just go and update before that anyway. It's set five years after the end of "The Second Salem.

the title says it all. credence x graves

Credence has been ruled by his mother, until he meets Percival Graves. Theirs lives turned upside down-they become completely new people-and not necessarily in a good way.