Peter Pan X Reader Novels & Stories

"No! Follow my plan! I don't need you sacrificing yourselves for me. I need you to follow orders and safely take this woman out. Do you understand?" "Yes!" Peter's words moved both Will and Chad. I even felt like I saw the qualities of an Alpha in this inexperienced man. "Harrison?" After giving orders to his subordinates, Peter turned his gaze towards me. "Are you ready?" "Like always." I confidently raised my chin, smiling alongside Peter.

(Present Day) (Dr. Eggert POV) It was at this point in Piper’s story that I had to make a critical decision. We had been talking for hours, but I felt like I was still light-years away from getting the information that I needed to help her. Yes, I now knew that she had a childhood crush on Alpha Xander, who was alternatively helpful and toxic… that she had a brief romantic relationship with Alpha Leo, who was controlling, manipulative, and filled with secrets… that she had a somewhat toxic friendship with Alpha Aiden, who was a case study all in himself… that she somehow got mixed up with a human motorcycle gang after an accident… and that her dead father wasn’t really dead. And I also knew

Peter replied with a smile, though his face was streaked with tears. "Is something wrong?" Serenity asked, concerned. "Uh, no! Nothing," he said quickly, wiping at his tears. "Doesn't look like nothing… Do you want to talk?" "Not really… To be honest, I don't even know who you are," Peter said, eyeing her with confusion. "Well… I'm Serenity Bartz, daughter of your best friend, Marcus Bartz—and now, wife of Alden Palmer. Your son…" Serenity explained as clearly as she could.

I stood up angrily, "don't you dare! Peter is not taking advantage of me. And besides, you have nothing to do with my life.” " Do you like him then? " He sneered, "Because I've never seen any indication of that from seeing the two of you together.” " Maybe you're not as expert as you think," I rolled my eyes, "Ian, Peter and I get along well, and we want to take it to the next level. Why do you want to get involved?” " I've heard stories…” " What the hell! It's not even two hours since they found out about us, how can they be telling stories already? And how could you have heard them? You don't even work here!”

Dante immediately took it. His eyes quickly scanned the first page. The appeal process had been accelerated. There was a new lawyer’s signature on it. And at the bottom— one name he recognized immediately. Peter Walker. Dante’s jaw slowly tightened. The man really was pulling him out. But not to save him. Dante was beginning to understand that now. Peter wanted him free so he could see everything with his own eyes. See Aurora pulling away. See Hazel calling another man. See his life slowly being replaced.

You get … motivated to bust some skulls. “Does it have a happy ending,” she asks, her voice hopeful. Parker and I meet our eyes, then we both frown. “Unfortunately no. I mean they’re all dead,” Pax says, shaking his head. With that, she hands it to me. “Read it. As much as we can get through in the time we have,” she asks, so I do.

I mean, is it even fine to call what's between us a relationship when there's no trust? I breathed in and out, then decided to give him the answer he was looking for. "Yes, if that makes you sleep better. Go ahead, think about me any way you want, it doesn't matter anymore." I switched my attention back to Alan, then continued. "Back to you, Alan, Peter turned out to be a hunter. He was one of the hunters who killed and kidnapped werewolves." Based on the similar outfit he had with a female that I killed previously. I was close to believing that there are still more hunters here - in New Orleans.

Iniunat ni Tyler ang kanyang mga paa at tumingin sa kanyang publisher. Ngumunguya si Peter sa kanyang panulat habang binabasa niya ang dokumento. Nakakunot ang kanyang noo sa matinding linya. Nang iangat niya ang kanyang tingin, ang ekspresyon sa mukha niyang parang hamster ay hindi nangangako ng anumang magandang bagay.

Peter's pov I'm Peter Ace Carnell, a 16-year-old. I can say that I'm not that good at school, but I'm good at selling things, sports, boxing and, for my luck, I'm good at programming especially hacking. My life isn't easy. I live with my mother. I work in the Blackstone mafia as a stealer, so I steal cars, jewelry, money... Sometimes I distribute drugs and even sell them. Anyway, I was punished by the men in the mafia several times but not as harshly as the other kids working here. Once one of the leaders got really angry with me and hit me with the belt. I'm really scared of belts to the point that I don't wear one.

One letter read. "Family of sinners, a family full of lies and greed." The next one had read. Peter looks at the notes as well. "I can't recognise the handwriting..." he thinks hard, nothing occurring to his memory. Cassandra tears the papers up, stuffing it into the dustbin as she comes back to her seat.