Addamsoc Stories

"Why can't you be what I want you to be?" "And what is it you want me to be?" That polite smile falling into a wicked smirk as those grey eyes dar...

Mother, let me tell you a secret Your flowers always died in my hands And I hated being the goddess of spring Something you could never understand And I know how you...

"Don't be like that, 𝗺𝐢 𝐚𝗺𝗼𝐫." "Be like what?" Faye Weems is the daughter to headmistress Weems. She practically grew up in the school called N...