Peter Pan Fanfic Novels & Stories

I hid the somewhat entertained grin that threatened to appear by being somewhat impressed by Julia's tricks, "That witch did a good job hiding the girl's energy. Keep searching. Don't stop until every rogue is watching for her and she's found." Peter nervously cleared his throat, "Pardon me for asking, Sir. But why the hurry? There wasn't nearly this much pressure the first time around." I finally took my eyes off of the flames and souls to look Peter in his crisp teal eyes. The first time around, back when she was a baby, he almost had her. He infiltrated the Gypsy Moon pack with ease, but we underestimated the ranking members and what they were willing to sacrifice to keep the child from m

Things might have shifted between us as we both came into alignment with our true feelings, but he was still my oversexed Max. I lay facing him with my head cradle in my hand as my elbow supported my torso and asked, “Do you think we’ll ever grow tired of each other?” “I know I won’t,” he said as he rolled onto his side and took my nipple into his mouth. Thoughts of Peter doing the same thing the morning that he left popped into my head and I quickly pushed them out. I hoped that, as I continued to bathe in the potion, Peter would be washed from my mind, if not my heart. Until then, I’d just have to work at keeping him out.

My mom never suspected anything between me and Peter,she thought he were just like siblings,or more closer since we had a twisted childhood, we were born the same day though peter came to be world few hours before I was born, just like a set of twins, though my older brother suspected me,and sometimes he would tease me,he was the most annoying person in the whole wide world,and the best. He would always support me,and he was my best friend, my relationship excelled,and I felt totally comfortable without fear on peters laps, he asked me to be his girlfriend, even though I knew we were already intimate, he said he never asked me,and it was true, he explained the reason for his fight in school,

Peter was roaming his hands, greedily touching Paolo as if it was his last time doing so and he was letting Peter take over and lead their lovemaking. He pushed Paolo to the bed and stripped himself naked and got on top of him carefully. He was licking and kissing his way up until their lips connected again and their kisses become hotter and their breaths were getting ragged. "Fuck, promise me you won't do that again..." Peter waited knowing that was the one thing he couldn't promise him. Not with his line of work, and that was what scared him the most. He has been having strong feelings for the big oaf but has been burying them down up until he was shot then all feelings were out in the ope

This entire room had been enchanted, so anything that happened here will happen in the underworld version of here as well. I stood and grabbed a pen off my desk in the far corner of the room. I turned the note over and began writing my own note in response to Caroline. Dear Caroline, 5 years had passed on this land. I’ve missed so much. I’m still trying to wrap my head around everything. I’m glad to have your help because we will need it more now than ever. I’m going to find that heart, and I’m going to destroy it. You have my word. Xander’s control is coming to an end.

I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing me break. Slowly, I pushed myself up from the floor, my body trembling with a mix of fear and fury. I knew I had to be careful, that this was a dangerous game my father got us into and made me play. But one thing I know that is certain is that I wasn’t going to let him control me. ************* Meanwhile, across town, Peter wandered aimlessly down the deserted street, his mind plagued by the turmoil of the past few months. His unrequited love for Aurora, the complications with Tiffany, and now Aurora’s sudden departure, it was all too much. He barely noticed the van that pulled up beside him until it was too late.

Peter hissed. “I need you to distract him. I have to go to my brother’s old apartment.” “I believe you’ve LOST YOUR MIND!” Peter whisper-yelled. “You want me to distract a 6’4” giant? Should I just strip and pole dance?” “I don’t know how you’re gonna do it, but you have to,” Julian pleaded. “Of course not! I’m not doing it!” Julian put on his best pouting face. “Oh, Peter… you don’t have a choice. My sugar daddy is in the mafia.”

“Hmm…it’s likely.” “You don’t seem to care, Parker.” “Ah, that depends.” I frown as I say, “depends on what?” “Whoever your third mate is. Because I’m absolutely sure that letter says you have three fated mates.” I turn my face as my eyes widen. I say, “How do you know?” “I sensed it.” A tremendous roar takes us out of our internal conversation. I turn my head and see that it is Peter who is about to transform. Black hair peeks out from his arms as he pants heavily. His eyes are black as night and growls come from his chest.

Peter responded before ending the call. Aside from Didi’s properties, Peter had another agenda. Pam. He needed to find her at all costs. No matter what it takes or costs him. He had been restless since the first day he set eyes on her. He had seemed to grow in love for her even with her absence. He felt so much love towards her as much as he wanted to warm her bed. Peter had dreamt of fucking Pam countless times. In his heart, he had a name for her. Ronda was what he called her.

“Oh, you don’t like it? I wiped my ass, especially for you.” Peter heard Amber coughing and he laughed. “There, there, little miss,” he mocked, taking her right hand. Peter smiled as he snapped her index finger sideways. He was delighted to hear her muffled scream. He turned to the table and picked up the tin snips. Peter paced before her. He gripped her hand as he pressed his back to her chest and twisted her wrist. “You took my nose,” he said, breaking her pinky finger so it stuck out at an odd angle. Peter lined up the snips. “I will accept three fingers as payment.”