Peter Pan X Reader Novels & Stories

Maybe pour her drink in her food… Or preferably, my saliva. “Man!” Peter and Pan scream my name. Jeez. I jerk and turn in their direction. They are casually dressed in ripped shorts, Balenciaga boots, and designer tops. Their hair is roughened into spikes. “You disappeared on us, man.” Peter smacks my shoulder. I sigh and continue munching on my peanut butter cookies. “At least he showed up with the best invitation ever.” He stamps a card on the table. I had shared with my favorites earlier and of course, I slipped theirs in their lockers.

“Uh… Serena? Who’s that?” “She’s your damn madam!” Xavier growled, eyes still boring into Peter’s face like daggers. Peter flinched, then nodded quickly. “Uh, got it! You’re saying she’s about to be stolen away?” “If you keep me locked up here, she will be,” Xavier said through gritted teeth. Peter nodded, like he’d finally connected the dots. Then he gave a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of this!” “…At least you’ve got some sense,” Xavier muttered, swinging his legs off the bed. “Now hurry up and help me sneak out while no one’s watching.”

"Holy shit." “Happy birthday, Baby.” Bronx gives me a quick kiss on the forehead, then backs away and looks around. Nothing happens to indicate Aphrodite will try to interfere. “Peter says now that you’ve completed your quest to protect the Menae, it won't grow anymore. You can take the book home or you can destroy it. It’s up to you.” “Hold up. Wait. Wait. Wait just a second.” I sit on the edge of a chair that is pulled away from the table and tilt my head at Pan. “You've been calling yourself Peter Payne and no one has ever called you out on that crap?”

A middle-aged man with brown hair politely nodded at me. "Alpha Aidan, I’m Peter, a private investigator hired by Luna Freya."

Her skin was crimson with the prints of his fingers and marks of his males scraping her once flawless skin. "Ride me." She gasped when he sat himself by the support of the back of the seat and took her in his lap, her legs on both sides. "S-sir please," She cried but Peter angrily popped his length inside her and nibbled her neck. Everytime he closed his eyes, he saw the Alpha's serene Housekeeper's face. This young girl in his lap didn't feel as soft as her but he was getting satisfied to some extent. Peter imagined taking Aura's n*pples in his mouth and sucked them. He hugged the girl's waist drawing her close as he buried his face in her boobs. He assumed she was Aurora and he was finally

He wore a grave expression, and his face was hard to read. Upon seeing Grace, the man respectfully greeted her, "Ms. Lewis." Grace was puzzled and asked, "Do you know me?" Xander then spoke, "Gracie, he's my personal assistant, Peter Miller." "Your personal assistant?" "If you can't reach me in the future, you can directly contact him." When he heard that, Peter took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over. "This is my number, Ms. Lewis." Grace took it, still somewhat confused. "Xander, what is this?"

Parker shrugs and says, “Emma is easy to read, at least for me. Maybe it is the fact that you’re so similar to Peter. That’s why you two clashes. You are both stubborn, independent and don’t give a shit what anyone thinks.” Then he makes a motion for me to snuggle into his chest, and I instinctively accept. I snuggle around his body, feeling his warmth and his scent of lavender and lemon, while the sound of purring comes from his chest. He says, “Have you decided what you’re going to do with Peter?” I sigh and tell him, “Not yet. But at least today, I don’t want to know anything about him. Maybe tomorrow.” “So, now you understand what we meant about him feeling possessive of you?”

She speaks utterly creepy. I glance at it. "Yeah. Why?" I ask her. "You've got the pillow that Peter has." She speaks softly. Wait. Is she a 1D fan too? "Peter?" I quirked an eyebrow. "Peter Payton." She muffles. "You're a 1D fan?" I ask her. She looks away. "Is it bad that I am?" "N-n-no. It's just..." I was caught up when she looked back at me suspiciously.

He had just a towel around his waist and was clearly fresh from a shower. Liliana swallowed, feeling a bit shocked. Even without Tania's explanation, she could piece together the story from the photos and imagine it all too clearly. Peter might have been a mystery to Tania. She had only heard whispers of his name around town, but Liliana knew the truth. He was cut from the same cloth as her big brother Charles, but he was much colder. Charles and Sean liked to play with their prey, wearing them down until nothing was left. However, Peter was quick and to the point. If one crossed him, one would be in for a world of hurt.

He inquired. “Unfortunately not, I made a quick detour to see Serenity, but I’m flying to Mexico tonight.” He answered coolly. “That’s a shame, I was quite hoping we would have time to discuss how we may be of use to each other. Perhaps repay you for your assistance.” Xander had a challenging glint in his eyes and Serenity shuffled uncomfortably under the sudden tension that grew in the room. “No need, any family of Serenity’s is family of mine. Any debt you think you owe, consider it written off in her name.” Peter’s shoulders squared slightly, he knew a challenge when he saw one.