Peterpan Novels & Stories

“Pretty name for a pretty lady. Jordan isn’t giving you any trouble, is he?” Fernanda chuckles, glancing my way. “No trouble at all.” Peter smiles widen like a bloody twat and I resist smacking him upside the head. “Good, good. Wouldn’t want my boy here scaring you off.” “My name is Peter Volkov, but you can call me Peter.” Fernanda nods. “I remember you, Peter, it’s nice to meet you again, Peter. How is your daughter?” "Astrid," Peter smile brightly. Proudly even "Oh, she is fine."

I put Peter Pan on Disney Plus and sat Tinder down with his popcorn and juice. “I’m going to be a little busy for a few minutes, okay? But when I’m done, we’ll sit down with cookies and chocolate milk and have a talk . I need to tell you a few things. Don’t worry, you’re not in trouble.” But his father sure was.

My tongue tasted a strong metallic fishy taste, and I knew it's blood. "Shh…" Chloe mouthed, sprawling beside me, she lay next to me. I couldn't help but wonder what she wanted to do. "They are two little black birds flying on a wall, one named Peter, one named Paul. They were best friends, always spending their time chatting and sitting on the wall everyday. One day, Peter didn't visit Paul and Paul was sad. Paul is always the arrogant one, but he is filled with compassion. Once, Peter was bullied and Paul avenged him. Since Paul is fearless, Paul vowed to always protect Peter all his life. Paul had no family and took Peter as his brother. Paul's wisdom and straightforwardness got him fame.

Jay is two years older then me, has two much older half brothers and is the a proud uncle to seven nieces and nephews. “ONE WAY OR ANOTHER, IM GONNA GETCHA , IMMA GETCHA, GETCHA, GETCHA” I sing at the top of my lungs hearing shouting from other fellow cell mates for them to shut me the fuck up, which I don’t and only scream out louder. “I WILL DRIVE PAST YOUR HOUSE. AND IF THE LIGHTS ARE ALL OUT” there’s a loud bang on the door then it fly’s open to reveal a slightly pissed of man and a very amused Zane.

I don't know if you're intentionally doing this but I massively hate it so much. "Any requests?" Peter asks. Every girl raised their hands while Peter scans through them. "Ah, you." He pointed at Kelly who was just sitting next to me. My eyes shot at her while I see Adam surprised too. Kelly was obviously too happy since she was squealing, pulling John back and forth. "What's your name love?" Peter asks. "Hi Peter. I'm Kelly." She answers excitedly. "Hi Kelly." Peter glances at me. "What do you want us to sing for you?"

I told him before bidding him goodbye. I looked for Cyrus or Vanelope but they were nowhere around until someone tapped my shoulders, “Boo!” After hearing that ridiculous attempt to scare me, I squinted my eyes from the back, “Peter, you do know that it is not scary to scare someone like that.” “Really? Is it not? Why does it work for every human I know?” He wondered while massaging his chin, forcing me to furrow my eyebrows. He calls people human huh? It’s kind of hilarious that he calls us beings that way. “Are you going somewhere?” He curiously asked.

The moon goddess or whatever she is chose wrong for once in her miserable life. "What is your name dog?" I hummed. "Peter." Interesting. Not. Such a common boring name. "And what pack are you from Peter?" I asked, feigning being any bit of interested in the mutt. "Crystal River pack." He answered not even caring that he was giving me important information. I raised my brows in shock as my gaze swept over to Malia who stared at Peter silently. Maybe the stupid bitch moon goddess did know what she was doing. She was making this easier for me to kill off her stupid mutts.

Patty asked while sipping her bread on her latte. "Not so sure, I still felt nervous." I answered. "I am as well but for the sake of our grades, shove that nervousness away." She's right. I pinched some bread and throw it to Sheena. Sheena is a quite dog but sometimes she's loud but maybe she was hungry or thirsty. I opened my phone and went into youtube to watch the summarized version of Peterpan. ### So they'll gonna play Sleeping Beauty. "Cassandra is so beautiful." "I wish I could be like her."

There was only one person who was calm and I found it amusing. “What's your name child?” I asked the boy and everyone fell silent. “I'm Peter.” “Do you know who I am?” I wondered if they fed him wrong stuff about me too. “You are Jayden my second cousin.” He answered. “Look Jayden we are very sorry for this stupid charade we have caused.” Teresa spoke up but I didn't respond. “How old are you Peter?” “I'll be ten tomorrow.” He answered. That means his birthday was tomorrow. “How about I give you a birthday gift tomorrow?” I smiled at Peter. Then turned to look at Philip who mouthed “please don't hurt the boy.”

They wanted a dog, but their father, Leonardo, had always refused. Maximus and Peter would lie on the floor, staring at the ceiling, sharing their dreams. Just a pair of brothers, ten and twelve years old, planning their futures. Peter dreamed of traveling the world, surfing the waves in Brazil, exploring Japan, New Zealand, and Australia. He wanted to climb Mount Everest, become a pilot, and race at incredible speeds. Maybe one day, he’d even get a dog.