Peter Pan Fanfic Novels & Stories

Peter rose from the bed, leaving Alexia frozen in place, her mind reeling from what she had just seen and heard. The images Peter had shown her spoke volumes—of all the people who could have sought vengeance for her actions, she had fallen into the hands of the worst possible person. The Peter she remembered—the friendly, warm sixteen-year-old boy—was long gone. In his place stood her tormentor, someone unrecognizable, a man who wielded her life like a weapon. She knew she was utterly at his mercy, and he would never let her forget it.

Author’s POV With Christina having been taken away by one of the Alpha's men, Becca, Melissa, and Peter are stuck with a new wave of panic. Peter throws himself down with the chair he's chained to, screaming and shouting for his daughter to be brought back to him. The binds holding him are incredibly frustrating, but no matter how hard he tries to shift, he can't bypass the silver irritating his skin. Angry and frustrated at his dilemma, he roars, and the sound nearly brings down the whole dungeon.

she glances at the bulge in my pants. "Oh, you’re definitely going to suck my cock, Kira." I rub her parted lips with a thumb. "Wear that lipstick I like tomorrow." Her eyes widen when understanding dawns on her. Did she think this was a one-time thing? I meant it when I said I was going to act out all those fantasies of hers as well as some of my own. ______ Shane’s text message arrives as I reach my car. [I found Grisha’s lackey.] It’s accompanied by the picture of a man stripped to his underwear and strung up the roof of Shane’s favorite spot—the container he prefers to call ‘purgatory’.

He gasps and sucks in air, literally panting for his life. Peter smacks my shoulder, bitter. “You went too far, man…” “Tell that to the goddamn bastard.” I move away and start assembling my books. “What now, huh?” Peter groans louder. “Fighting for some cheap bitch?” He demands keenly. Then he turns to face Pan. “You crossed the line…” I don't look at them. “You should let go, Cornor.” Peter slips beside me, close enough for me to feel his hot breath. “You’d end up getting punished and prolly fully suspended.” There’s a shirt pause. “Even worse, we may split… for good.”

Mrs Benson asked, now standing at an akimbo angle. "Yeah" Peter responded and I looked at him. Was he gonna spell out the whole truth?? "Like I said it's obvious that there's something you are hiding..; come on don't tell me you are about to cry.. because of a girl? a maid?" Mrs Benson said. Peter wiped his eyes and sniffed. "I'm addicted to Bella, don't you get it mommy? And I just told you stuffs that she helps me out with, no one else can replace her" Peter summoned up the courage to say those words.

Queen Zari takes a pair of shorts from a nearby guard and throws them at the boy's feet. "His name is Peter. He's a sadistic fuck that likes bullying pups and thinks it's funny to beat up people and apparently he also thinks rejection is a valid reason to kill someone's sister!" he snarls and I jump a little when he suddenly smashes his fist into the boy's face.

Xena could feel his gaze like a needle in her back, and it made her panic so badly she wanted to find somewhere to disappear. Those eyes that had once looked at her with nothing but affection now held only contempt and mockery. It felt like being slapped across the face over and over again. Peter noticed something and turned to ask, “You know that Harris kid pretty well too?” Xena forced a smile. “We’re just ordinary friends.” “You’d better mean that.” Peter caught her chin between his fingers. “You’re mine now. Don’t let me catch you making eyes at other men and embarrassing me.” “How could I?” Xena smiled and leaned into his arm. “I’m yours now.”