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Had a feeling so peculiar (this pain wouldn't be for evermore) by Saccharomyces_97
Fandoms: Lockwood & Co. - Jonathan Stroud, Lockwood & Co. (TV)
01 Jun 2025
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When Lucy Carlyle packed her things and moved to London she really should have expected the reality of her situation: No agency wants to hire her, a seventeen-something with no grade four to her name and, of course, her infant daughter to take care of.
But a chance encounter might not only change her fate, but those of everyone around her.
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29 Sep 2025
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"He sat up slowly to face Jude Duarte. Jude Duarte, Madoc’s favorite daughter and apparently his new partner counselor. She looked exactly like she had at the last school he got kicked out of. Cold. Disdainful. And unfortunately, still hot."
Cardan's latest stunt gets him carted off to Madoc's summertime boot camp, in the hopes that he'll finally learn some responsibility. With his luck, of course his partner counselor is his stupid sexy nemesis.
Alternatively: lots of angry flirting and reluctant pining, courtesy of Jurdan.
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22 Jul 2025
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At his maze party, Locke’s petty attempt to provoke Cardan unfurls beyond his control, forcing Jude to reevaluate her loyalties and pulling her toward the enemy she despises most.
In the wake of a ruinous game of Dare or Drink, she uncovers the truth of Cardan’s feelings and resolves to forge that weakness into a weapon sharp enough to pierce his heart. Yet in trying to undo him, Jude learns he may be crucial to seizing the power she craves. And as the coronation draws near, the dance between desire and deceit builds toward its fateful crescendo.
“This game has grown insufferably dull,” Cardan says, sending the bottle into a furious spin. Just as it begins to slow, he stills it with a fingertip, its neck aimed at me like the point of a dagger. “You’re here to entertain your betters, aren’t you? And so far, you’ve been a dreadful disappointment.”
The promise I've made to myself surges back, burning like salt ground into an open wound: Whatever dare they throw at me, I will make sure it’s them who choke.
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25 Feb 2025