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  • The Ghost Who Saved My Life
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    Sure, he bombed his way into Lydia's life, sure, he nearly killed her entire family, sure, he forced her to use a vase as a weapon; but everyone could change, right? Beetlejuice had saved her life that night. Over the course of those short couple days, he had shown her that maybe, just maybe, there was something more...

  • New Life: Sequel to Back Home
    428 28 3

    Lydia Deetz found herself lost and alone until Betelgeuse became her saving grace, and now the dynamic duo is trying to find out what their lives mean to each other. After all, it's clear that they are irrevocably connected. They're destined to be together, and now with Betelgeuse finding himself alive for the first t...

  • 𝗠𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗜𝘁 𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 ✘ 𝘉𝘌𝘌𝘛𝘓𝘌𝘑𝘜𝘐𝘊𝘌
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    The future of nineteen year-old Lydia Deetz was undeniably bright. Accepted into the college of her dreams back in her childhood state, New York, she eventually brought herself to embrace the future rather than fearing it. Since the passing of her mother four years prior, things were finally beginning to look up for h...

  • Beetle babes fic "My ghost's love"
    128 6 1

    I might get hate for shipping these two. But i don't care. Me and my friend are writing this story together, have been working on it since October of last year.

  • Love & Loss
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    ATTENTION: This is the SECOND book of my Vampire's Pet series and cannot be read as a stand alone book. ~~~ I thought that my life had ended the day I got puchased by a blood thirsty monster. I thought that the rest of my life was going to be nothing but constant fear and suffering. But I couldn't have been more wro...

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  • Vampire's Pet
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    The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought...