Peter Pan X Wendy Novels & Stories

I put on my best blue suit and step out of the room. The aroma of pancakes is hanging in the air when I walk into the kitchen. Wendy makes the best pancakes. She understands that the shortest way to a man's heart is through food. And some nice blowjobs. But mostly, FOOD. She's wearing my white shirt and nothing underneath. I grab her àss and kiss her soft lips. I like how short and petite she is. She makes me feel like a man. "Love the suit." She says. "Can't wait for you to take it off."

Wendy looked to the Queen in question and she smiled and nodded her head in agreement. "The Queen?" Peter asked and looked over and Malinda who smiled and curtseyed once again and bowed her head to the young boy. He was momentarily in shock and then he bowed deeply at the waist to her before his mother told him it was time to go. Peter recalled looking back at the women as he made his way to tell his father that he was going to be studying flowers with the queen, the two women seemed to be in polite conversation for a minute before Wendy bowed to the Queen and took her leave to join Theodore and Peter again in the garden before heading home.

"Why are you looking for Albert?" "Can't I ask him for an autograph?" Wendy asked as she rolled her eyes. Rex's large palm grabbed Wendy's head and sealed it with his lips. His strength increased, and Wendy groaned in pain. She pressed her hands against his chest and said shyly, "Please be gentle." A flick landed on Wendy's forehead, and Rex said sternly, "Will you remember if I'm a little gentler? You've become so bold that you dare to go look for him on your own?"

Zara stood with her friends who are busy flirting with youngsters. Wendy was being courted by an advertising agency manager. He liked her when they met him at a shopping mall. He is there to buy clothes for his parents and they both happened to like same dress for their mother’s. He compromised and let her buy that’s how they met. From then they exchanged their numbers and chatted. Today he was invited to the party and they were like long lost lovers who couldn’t stay apart for a second. On the other side Peter was boiling with rage watching Wendy talking to someone who is younger than him.

“You weren’t joking, were you? You really think Aria isn’t good enough and that Wendy is?” Rachel glared at him. “And what if I do? What’s it to you?” Her defiance only confirmed what Peter already suspected. She wasn’t just speaking out of temper—she believed this nonsense. He stared at her for a long moment, then said, voice edged with disbelief, “Maybe you’ve been out of touch with this circle too long, but do you have any idea how much trouble Wendy’s caused?” He didn’t wait for her to answer.

If she could turn back time, she promised never to cross Sherry's path or scheme against her anymore. Sherry smiled. She felt happy and satisfied when she saw how miserable Wendy was. She was also miserable ever since she attended Nevermore high school, Wendy was beaten physically. She was beaten both physically and mentally, no one wants to be a thief's friend so she won't go steal in their house, Only Emma stood by her side.

Sasha cried in my arms for a long time. My heart ached as I gently patted her shoulder. "Don't cry, Sasha. I didn't expect to drag you into this. I'm sorry, I was too lonely and scared." "Nonsense!" Sasha wiped her tears. "You should've told me a long time ago. My dear Wendy, just how much have you suffered?" She encircled my wrist with her fingers and said, "Look at how thin you've become. Would Luke even have noticed if you didn't tell him?"

She wanted to be sure that Peter knew what he was getting into. “I have seen Grandma Diana heal people before. So I just want to give this a shot, whatever it takes, I’m ready to pay the price.” Peter said. Wendy saw the assertiveness in his eyes, his mind had been made up and if she refused him, he would not back down. “Where is this friend?” Wendy asked. “Back in Seattle.” Peter responded that this was the problem, having a witch volunteer to follow him to Seattle. “That’s quite a distance but nothing I cannot arrange for you.” Wendy said with a smile. Peter was excited as his plan had worked and grateful to Wendy for being so kind to him.

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.

She explained in simpler terms for Noah to understand, saying, "I don't even have his number." "Oh!" Noah pretended as though he had just understood what she meant. "I'll ask for Mr. Xavier's number next time, and you can save it, Ms. Wendy. How does that sound?" Save Xavier's number? At the thought of Xavier's handsome face and immense wealth, Wendy felt like she had found the key to happiness. "Can you do that?" Wendy asked, elated. If she could use Noah to get close to Xavier and become a rich wife, she would never have to worry about anything again.