Peterpan Novels & Stories

I'm Kaitlyn Sawyer and I'm still having the heebie jeebies for goth girl over there. "I'll rather have her here than some other people." "Call names and we are gonna have a friendly talk Greyman." "Let's all calm down. Hello, gentle soul, what's your name?" The fatso was next. "I'm Pe...Peter Pound." He stammered out and fingered the hem of his shirt. "The fuck you are." Grey shouted. "You don't look anything like Peter Pan." Brandon said. "It's not Peter Pan you fucking Bozo. "

"It's worth it! Oh my god, it's definitely worth it!" Peter slapped the table with a grin and said, "Oh, no, no! Tonight! I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep tonight, tomorrow night, or the night after! Oh, for many more nights to come, I won't be able to sleep! I fear that I might just wake myself from my slumber by smiling too hard!" Peter's biggest regret was that Yvonne had only made one perfume all those years ago. And now that Yvonne herself had brought it up again, Peter was extremely happy. He knew that another record-breaking perfume would soon be born.

And with the knowing smile that he draws onto his face, the name and the only one echoes in his ears. “Daniela, the Shrine Maiden.” The monster that’s keeping inside of him is now awake. The chance that he dearly wanted now is knocking in front of him. The chance that he will never let go. “I can have whatever I want, and whoever I desire.” He whispers that is so satisfying to see as he then whispers his answer without any hesitation to his voice and his eyes. “I---” “LACIE'S MELODY.” Daniela delightedly names the melody that is being played by the old music box. The name that both of them came up with and started the friendship that Peter didn’t expect to have.

Peter said as they gave him a weird look. "Come on, not that we are saving the earth from a falling asteroid, or Is your name, Peter Parker affecting you right now?" Alex said as they all laughed. "Come on guys! We are more than the spider man. We are!!! The Freaks!!!!!!" Peter yelled. His friends stared at him weirdly as he shrugged. "Ok, I guess not" he said. "Come on guys! Who wants pancakes?" Elena asked as they all screamed out of joy.

The young man smiled, snorting happy to be able to look directly into my eyes, "because I have made your voice inaudible to your friend." I frowned, not understanding what he meant. Without even asking he already knew the question that was in my head. “ My name is Peter, Peter G. Wilson. And I, descendant of witches. You get what I mean right?” My eyes widen at that, “and I've made your friend's voice inaudible … by magic,” he added anxiously. "You are okay?" he asked as he touched my cheek.

I got mp3 out and played it putting my airpods in. "don't mind if you delay oh. I don't want to be lonely lonely tonight", I sang to myself as I played. I had a soft spot for Joeboy and this was the only song I was playing so easily. "Arghhh", I groaned. "Easy". I jumped at the sound of the voice. "Who are you?". "I'm so sorry, I startled you. "I'm Tari" I let go of my chest and moved in the piano seat.

answered Peter. The girl smiled at him and then reached her hand in front of Peter. "I'm Sunny! What’s your name? I’m eight years old!" With his shaking hand, Peter reached for Sunny's hand. "I'm P-Peter." Peter was caught off-guard when Sunny held his hand with her two hands and brought her lips near it then planted a soft kiss on his knuckles. Peter just stared at the girl, bewildered at what her action meant. Sunny lifted her head at Peter and with a smile she claimed Peter as his friend.

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.