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Where the Sea Falls Silent || avatrice au
Desperate for a job, Ava accepts a position as a housekeeper in a seaside mansion. The pay is high — the offer, perfect. Perhaps too perfect. There’s something about that house… and its owner… that isn’t what it seems.
Desperate for a job, Ava accepts a position as a housekeeper in a seaside mansion. The pay is high — the offer, perfect. Perhaps too perfect. There’s something about that house… and its owner… that isn’t what it seems.
October 24, 2025 at 12:29 AM
Where the Sea Falls Silent || avatrice au
Desperate for a job, Ava accepts a position as a housekeeper in a seaside mansion. The pay is high — the offer, perfect. Perhaps too perfect. There’s something about that house… and its owner… that isn’t what it seems.
Desperate for a job, Ava accepts a position as a housekeeper in a seaside mansion. The pay is high — the offer, perfect. Perhaps too perfect. There’s something about that house… and its owner… that isn’t what it seems.
The Return of the Night || avatrice au
Ava Silva never knew about her family’s magical legacy — until the day the call becomes impossible to ignore, and an ancient vampire cursed by her grandmother returns to settle old scores.
Ava Silva never knew about her family’s magical legacy — until the day the call becomes impossible to ignore, and an ancient vampire cursed by her grandmother returns to settle old scores.
October 24, 2025 at 12:26 AM
The Return of the Night || avatrice au
Ava Silva never knew about her family’s magical legacy — until the day the call becomes impossible to ignore, and an ancient vampire cursed by her grandmother returns to settle old scores.
Ava Silva never knew about her family’s magical legacy — until the day the call becomes impossible to ignore, and an ancient vampire cursed by her grandmother returns to settle old scores.
Blood Red || avatrice au
Ava leaves the Brazilian countryside for Paris in search of new beginnings — but among ancient alleys and nocturnal whispers, she discovers that not everything is a myth. Vampires and werewolves are real, and she’s trapped in their world.
Ava leaves the Brazilian countryside for Paris in search of new beginnings — but among ancient alleys and nocturnal whispers, she discovers that not everything is a myth. Vampires and werewolves are real, and she’s trapped in their world.
October 24, 2025 at 12:24 AM
Blood Red || avatrice au
Ava leaves the Brazilian countryside for Paris in search of new beginnings — but among ancient alleys and nocturnal whispers, she discovers that not everything is a myth. Vampires and werewolves are real, and she’s trapped in their world.
Ava leaves the Brazilian countryside for Paris in search of new beginnings — but among ancient alleys and nocturnal whispers, she discovers that not everything is a myth. Vampires and werewolves are real, and she’s trapped in their world.
Beginnings | avatrice au
When Ava Silva moves to Westbridge seeking a simpler life for her and her son, she doesn’t expect Beatrice — the bar owner who knows everyone and everything. In Beatrice’s quiet steadiness, Ava finds comfort… and maybe the spark of something she thought she’d lost.
When Ava Silva moves to Westbridge seeking a simpler life for her and her son, she doesn’t expect Beatrice — the bar owner who knows everyone and everything. In Beatrice’s quiet steadiness, Ava finds comfort… and maybe the spark of something she thought she’d lost.
October 17, 2025 at 11:46 PM
Beginnings | avatrice au
When Ava Silva moves to Westbridge seeking a simpler life for her and her son, she doesn’t expect Beatrice — the bar owner who knows everyone and everything. In Beatrice’s quiet steadiness, Ava finds comfort… and maybe the spark of something she thought she’d lost.
When Ava Silva moves to Westbridge seeking a simpler life for her and her son, she doesn’t expect Beatrice — the bar owner who knows everyone and everything. In Beatrice’s quiet steadiness, Ava finds comfort… and maybe the spark of something she thought she’d lost.
ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ | ʙɪꜱʜᴏᴠᴀ ᴀᴜ
Kate Bishop lives alone in one of the city’s worst neighborhoods, learning to survive on her own. One warm night, her neighbor Yelena shows up at her door—tearful, clutching her daughter, and begging for help.
Kate Bishop lives alone in one of the city’s worst neighborhoods, learning to survive on her own. One warm night, her neighbor Yelena shows up at her door—tearful, clutching her daughter, and begging for help.
October 6, 2025 at 10:51 PM
ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ | ʙɪꜱʜᴏᴠᴀ ᴀᴜ
Kate Bishop lives alone in one of the city’s worst neighborhoods, learning to survive on her own. One warm night, her neighbor Yelena shows up at her door—tearful, clutching her daughter, and begging for help.
Kate Bishop lives alone in one of the city’s worst neighborhoods, learning to survive on her own. One warm night, her neighbor Yelena shows up at her door—tearful, clutching her daughter, and begging for help.
sweet little jean || original au
One winter morning, an alpha found a pup on his porch. A year later, the omega who left him there comes back. Can broken beginnings still make a family?
One winter morning, an alpha found a pup on his porch. A year later, the omega who left him there comes back. Can broken beginnings still make a family?
October 6, 2025 at 10:49 PM
sweet little jean || original au
One winter morning, an alpha found a pup on his porch. A year later, the omega who left him there comes back. Can broken beginnings still make a family?
One winter morning, an alpha found a pup on his porch. A year later, the omega who left him there comes back. Can broken beginnings still make a family?
𝑯𝒖𝒆 | 𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒖
Florian, a struggling painter in Paris, meets a stoic alpha who commissions a portrait “that feels like home.” Between dim sittings and quiet coffees, art and affection start to blur until neither can tell where one ends and the other begins.
Florian, a struggling painter in Paris, meets a stoic alpha who commissions a portrait “that feels like home.” Between dim sittings and quiet coffees, art and affection start to blur until neither can tell where one ends and the other begins.
October 6, 2025 at 10:48 PM
𝑯𝒖𝒆 | 𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒖
Florian, a struggling painter in Paris, meets a stoic alpha who commissions a portrait “that feels like home.” Between dim sittings and quiet coffees, art and affection start to blur until neither can tell where one ends and the other begins.
Florian, a struggling painter in Paris, meets a stoic alpha who commissions a portrait “that feels like home.” Between dim sittings and quiet coffees, art and affection start to blur until neither can tell where one ends and the other begins.
𝓛𝓪 𝓓𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓜𝓾𝓼𝓮 | 𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓻 𝓪𝓾
In Paris, Wednesday studies death; Enid paints life. When marble-white bodies start appearing in Montparnasse, they hunt a killer—and find something far more dangerous: each other.
In Paris, Wednesday studies death; Enid paints life. When marble-white bodies start appearing in Montparnasse, they hunt a killer—and find something far more dangerous: each other.
October 6, 2025 at 10:47 PM
𝓛𝓪 𝓓𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓜𝓾𝓼𝓮 | 𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓻 𝓪𝓾
In Paris, Wednesday studies death; Enid paints life. When marble-white bodies start appearing in Montparnasse, they hunt a killer—and find something far more dangerous: each other.
In Paris, Wednesday studies death; Enid paints life. When marble-white bodies start appearing in Montparnasse, they hunt a killer—and find something far more dangerous: each other.
𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 || avatrice au
I tell myself I'm over you now
Then I see you and everything just goes to waste
Your eyes, your mouth, not to talk about the way you smell
Keep making me nervous, why do I still feel nervous
It's been five years and I still feel it all
Why can't I let you go?
I tell myself I'm over you now
Then I see you and everything just goes to waste
Your eyes, your mouth, not to talk about the way you smell
Keep making me nervous, why do I still feel nervous
It's been five years and I still feel it all
Why can't I let you go?
October 2, 2025 at 5:30 PM
𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 || avatrice au
I tell myself I'm over you now
Then I see you and everything just goes to waste
Your eyes, your mouth, not to talk about the way you smell
Keep making me nervous, why do I still feel nervous
It's been five years and I still feel it all
Why can't I let you go?
I tell myself I'm over you now
Then I see you and everything just goes to waste
Your eyes, your mouth, not to talk about the way you smell
Keep making me nervous, why do I still feel nervous
It's been five years and I still feel it all
Why can't I let you go?