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by creeperfeverdreams

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  • Fantasy · Supernatural
The adventures of Perdita Beaumont and Thorne Avenal…
Start Reading The mysteries of love Newest Entry Awake?
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  • 15 Works
  • 16,302 Words
  • 82 min Reading time
  • 31 Reviews
  • Mar 13, 2024 Started
  • Aug 13, 2026 Last updated

Table of Contents

15 entries
  1. 1 The mysteries of love Mar 13 10 min readFantasy · Supernatural2 comments
  2. 2 Henry Avenal: The mysteries of love May 3 5 min readFantasy · Supernatural3 comments
  3. 3 Thorne Avenal: The mysteries of love Jun 20 21 min readFantasy · Supernatural2 comments
  4. 4 Perdita Beaumont-The mysteries of love Jul 29 14 min readFantasy · Supernatural3 comments
  5. 5 Their love really is eternal, isn’t it? Sep 10 7 min readFantasy · Supernatural2 comments
  6. 6 A love so beautiful that it feels like torture Jan 5 10 min readFantasy · Supernatural2 comments
  7. 7 Down in the study Mar 7 2 min readFantasy · Supernatural2 comments
  8. 8 It hurts, but it has to happen Jun 19 4 min readFantasy · Supernatural2 comments
  9. 9 As Perdita digs a deep hole Jul 25 2 min readFantasy · Supernatural3 comments
  10. 10 Thorne admires the painting Sep 2 2 min readFantasy · Supernatural6 comments
  11. 11 A bedtime story Nov 22 3 min readOther · Supernatural4 comments
  12. 12 A place where we can dream [Thorne’s POV] Jan 29 3 min readSupernatural · Romantic2 comments
  13. 13 And he finally has her! Apr 6 2 min readFantasy · Supernatural3 comments
  14. 14 What is she doing? Jun 27 2 min readFantasy · Supernatural2 comments
  15. 15 Awake? Aug 13 2 min readSupernatural · Other2 comments


The tools of conquest do not necessarily come with bombs and explosions and fallout. There are weapons that are simply thoughts, attitudes, prejudices; to be found only in the minds of men. For the record, prejudices can kill, and suspicions can destroy. A thoughtless, frightened search for a scapegoat has a fallout all of its own.
— Rod Serling, Twilight Zone