Breeding pt3After the police and the ambulance crew left John sat in the dining room with a glass of whisky, Stiles sat that there with Derek’s jacket around him and his own glass of whisky in front of him, Derek proud himself a glass “Where is your uncle Derek?” the Sheriff askedBreeding pt3 in Short Stories More Like This
“He’s with Cora?” He said with confusion as he took a drink
“Call him I need to talk to him.” He said Derek just looked at him oddly, but pulled his phone out and called Peter
“Dad?” Stiles asked because the last thing Stiles wanted was that perverted wolf, John looked at him
“Stiles go and have a shower.” The teen looked at him and then looked shyly down at his feet
“I don’t want to go up there alone.” He said hugging the black leather jacket close to himself,
“Your won’t be.” Stiles turned around to see Scott standing there, Stiles let out smiles and hugged him “Come on you stink.” He smiled as he hel
Under the cloak pt4Barty was himself when he bowed in front of the Dark Lord and kissed his ring hand; the red eye man pushed him up and made him look at him "Barty what did I tell you about Harry Potter?"Under the cloak pt4 in Short Stories More Like This
"The boy was not to be touch." He said
"Right and what did you go and do, you're raped and impregnate the boy, and he is 14 years old for cries sake." He said
"My Lord you don't understand he is so pretty and and smelt good." He said pleading with his Lord, sighed Voldemort looked at him
"He's a child, his mates want your head on the gold plate, (can't say sliver there werewolves) and I am incline to do so." He said Barty frowned and looked at the man in front of him
"H…How did he lose the child." He asked
"No one knew about until Draco cased a spell at him." Barty nodded "I am not going to kill, I want you to go back to Hogwarts and keep doing what you're doing, find out about the students and the teachers and don't do anything stupid or might let two every angry werewolves chase after you."
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(So I am sorry about any spelling or grammer I am tried and will look at it later)
They sat in the library they sat on the sofa looking towards Harry, he sat there curled up as much as he could with a cup of tea in his hand and still in the over sized PJ's his black hair covering his green eyes "So explain how you are two my mum and dad?" he asked
"It's hard to explain Pup." Sirius said
"Okay Harry me and Sirius got together in our 5th year and when he come into his inheritance on his 16th it got a bit more serious and we got married in our 7th year once both of us were 17 Lilly and James was there for us and was witness along with a friend of Lils grandmother he sign the documents for us and then a few years later I gave birth to you, but Dumbledore convince us that you would be saver if you were Lilly and James son, we got the friend of Lils to write up a contract that we all had to sign that once your inheritance come in on your 16th we told
pack 2It was a week later after Scott broke Stiles arm, he came around Stiles house with a box and stood there waiting for him to answer the door, the door open and he froze to see Derek standing there in nothing but jeans “Scott…you here to see Stiles I guess.”pack 2 in Short Stories More Like This
“Well yeah? Why are you here?” Scott asked, still trying to get the image out of his head about what he saw at the Hale house
“That is none of your business, now get in.” He growled at the younger “STILES SCOTTS HERE!” he called out, there was a sound as someone came down the stairs, Stiles stopped and looked at Scott
“Hi.” Scott said, Stiles smiles and warps his arms around Scott
“Hi.” Stiles say to him, the teen screw up his nose when he could smell Derek all over Stiles, pulling back Stiles gave him a look
“I’m sorry about your arm I didn’t mean to…”
“I know.” He said
“I got this for you.” Scott sai
choicesDerek and Scott looked in on Stiles, the teen had been in the war’s a rogue wolf that was after Derek’s blood attack Stiles to bring him back to the town, Derek watched the rise and fall of Stiles bandage chest as he lay on the bed, Lydia was sat by the bed biting her bottom lip worried about her friend’s health as he see slept “We need to talk Scott.” Derek said he closed the door again and walked into the living room area.choices in Short Stories More Like This
Scott looked at Derek waiting for him to say something as to why the rogue wolf thought kidnapping Stiles would bring Derek back, he wasn’t wrong but still why? “This can’t go on Scott the next time he could be killed or worse.”
“What’s worst than being killed?” Scott asked, Derek gave him a look that say ‘you really don’t want to be asking that look’ the teen shook his head “What are you getting at Derek any way?” he asked
“What I am getting at is either we
Breeding pt5Stiles woke up naked and alone in bed, he frowned as he looked around to see if he could find Derek …did I dream what happen…he thought as he moved to get off the bed “Ahhhh no no not a dream.” He moaned as he stood up, he see Derek shirt was on the floor and grabbed it and took a deep breath of the alpha’s scent “Oooh god so good.” He whispered as he pulled it on over his head and then a pair of jogging bottoms and wondered down stairs.Breeding pt5 in Short Stories More Like This
He stood in the kitchen seeing both his dad and Derek in the same room, Derek not wearing a shirt and is drinking coffee and his dad sat down at the counter eating toast “Have I walked into the twilight zone?” He asked walking in more, Derek look up and smiled as he warped his arms around Stiles and kissed his neck, John looked up at them
“No Stiles you haven’t, at 3 o’clock this morning I found Derek Hale here a sleep naked in your bed with you naked as well curled up agai
Pack is family 4Dark hair laid fanned out on the pillow, as he lay curled between Remus and Fenrir, the two large wolves laid there content to let their lover have whatever he wants, when Harry told Remus about all what happen with his uncle and how Fenrir saved him the and the wish listed he had, it made Remus melt and pull Harry into his arms and started kissing him and kept kissing him making Harry giggle and then they went to the bed, Fenrir following behind them grinning from ear to ear. “How you think we’re going to get all these men that Harry wants?” Remus asked as he pinched the bridged of his nosePack is family 4 in Short Stories More Like This
“Well Luicus has already said he would love to and he has and I am sure it won’t be that hard to get the others here, you know them better than me any of them dislike out little wolf?” Fenrir asked
“No they all love Harry, the twins will be easy and their two brothers Charlie and Bill, they would bend over backwards for Harry.” Remus
Breeding pt8“So a week is like what 3 months?” Stiles asked as he paced the floor at the loft, Derek watched him and noddedBreeding pt8 in Short Stories More Like This
“Yes.” He said, Stiles nods and runs his hand though his hair as he feels like he about to freak out, Derek got up and warped his arms around him and pulled him to his chest and nuzzled his neck and let the teen calm down “It will be okay.” He whispered “We can handle this.” Derek answers him
“Can we, we have an evil alpha back running round hell bent on kicking our arses, how are we meant to deal with that?” Stiles asked
“If I have you it will be okay.”
“Oooh how sweet it so sweet my coffee is just sugar.” Peter said as he watched from the stairs
“Fuck off Peter.” Stiles mumbled
“Don’t be hormonal little rabbit, your uncle Peter is here to help.” Peter smiled Stiles eyes widen
“Oh gods Derek tell me he’s joking!” Stiles cried out as he turned hi
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The new DADA's teacher heard the portrait open and close, he looked up at the boy who entered his rooms, the dark hair teen throw his bag against the wall in anger, he saw the busted lip the black eyes the finger marks on his neck and the torn clothes, "Wait!" He ordered, standing up he from his desk he moved closer to the green eye boy and touched his bruised cheek moving to swipe the blood off the busted chin "What happen?" he asked as he pressed the thumb into his mouth sucking the blood off, his fangs poking under his top lip, the green eye teen looked up at him and didn't smile or step away from the hand he just look at him, his anger coming off him in waves
"Draco Malfoy." He muttered
"Speak up Harry?" he warned
"Draco Malfoy!" He growled "He started going on about all day how he had a 'special bond' with the Dark Lord and how he looking for a Consort and he believes it his god damn birth right to be the one who sleeps in your bed." He hissed, the man smiles well more like smirks
It's all we are 2Sanguini looked at Harry, his mind buzzing around here he had a powerful wizard sat in his living room, in theory he should pounce on him and drink him dry but something told him he should care for this boy, raise him himself… he could be a feeder, no let him come to the idea… he thought. Harry shivered as he looked around the apartment “Are you cold?” the vampire asked, Harry nodded to his answerIt's all we are 2 in Short Stories More Like This
“I’m sorry I not use to having the wizards living with me.” He stands and walked over to the fire place and lit it.
“Is…is there something I can offer you in return?” Harry asked, Sanguini looked around at him and tiles his head
“There is, but I rather not force you into it, can take its toil on a person.” He said, Harry looked at him as he walked over to photo and picked it up “I will order you some food.” He said
“No you don’t have to I’m fine?” Harry said waving his ha
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“Derek! We know…where the nogitsune is!” Scott shouted as he raced into the loft, out of breath.
Leaping up from the couch Derek asked “What?! You know where it is?!”
Scott nodded his head as he bent over and propped himself up by putting his hands on his knees.
Taking in several deep breathes he gasped “I ran….all the way..from my house. Issac called me about….3 minutes ago….and said the nogitsune…was…at the lacrosse field.”
“Do we know what it’s doing there?” Derek questioned as he stepped up to Scott.
Taking in another deep breath, Scott sat up.
“We have no clue. That’s why we need to go before it disappears again.” Scott answered as he turned toward the loft door.
Racing over and snagging his leather Jacket off
Just Rain - Pt. 11Leaning forward Derek pulled Stiles to him and whispered "I know. I-I know."Just Rain - Pt. 11 in General Fiction More Like This
Stiles buried his face in Derek's shoulder and mumbled "T-The bite didn't t-take did it...?"
Derek didn't want to answer the question but he knew he had to.
Swallowing, he quietly answered "No it didn't."
When Stiles heard Derek's answer he broke out in tears.
"I'm so sorry I wasn't here to protect you." Derek breathed as he held the back of Stiles' head.
Stiles slowly reached up with his left hand and grabbed onto the back of Derek’s shirt. He tried to move his right arm but he couldn’t. It just hung down beside him as blood ran down from his shoulder.
“I don’t want t-to die.” Stiles sobbed.
Derek held Stiles tighter as he cried into his shoulder. Derek felt so weak as Stiles died in his arms. He couldn’t do anything to help him. He then flinched as he thought of something.
“Stiles. I’m not going to let you die.” Derek soothed.
Derek started to rub Stiles&
Just Rain - Pt.1“Hey Scott.” Issac called as he sat at the bottom of the steps in the Hale House.Just Rain - Pt.1 in General Fiction More Like This
Looking up from his phone Scott mumbled “Hmm?”
“Is Stiles coming to the pack meeting or not?” Issac questioned as he stood and walked into the living room.
“Yeah. Is he going to show up because I want to go ahead and start this meeting.” Derek grumbled from his seat on the charred couch.
Turning his phone off Scott questioned “Didn’t I tell you guys?”
“Tell us what?” Peter snapped as he lowered the book in his hand.
Looking around the room Scott answered “Stiles always disappears when it rains.” Everyone in the room looked at him a moment before he sighed “On rainy days Stiles always comes out here to the preserve or either goes for a drive to some park or forest.”
“Why?” Derek groaned as he shifted around on the couch.
“I don’t know. I’ve never asked him or gone with him for
.:Void:.Stiles sat on the steps of the highschool in silence as night fell. Standing up he walked around the school and out onto the lacrosse field. Suddenly he paused..:Void:. in General Fiction More Like This
As if on que someone yelled “Stiles!”
Without turning around he heard the person run up to him.
“Oh my god. We have been looking everywhere for you.” The person commented as he came to a stop behind him.
A moment of silence went by before Stiles breathed “Go away Derek.”
“W-What? Me, Scott, Peter, Allison, Isaac, Ethan, and Aiden have been looking for you for a whole week.” Derek explained.
A small chuckle came out of Stiles before he coldly sighed “Well you shouldn’t have found me. Go away. Leave…”
As he finished his sentence he started walking again.
He was stopped when his shoulder was grabbed.
Shaking Derek’s hand off he snapped “I said go away!” Taking a moment to catch his breath it seemed like he added “Before I do something I
The Boy Who Could Fly - 3It took him a minute when he finally reached the shore. Stepping out he let the water drip off him. As he stood there he heard a snap off in the trees. Looking up he watched as four hunters emerged from the trees. They were all holding up weapons.The Boy Who Could Fly - 3 in General Fiction More Like This
One with a crossbow examined “Look what we have here. A stray Alpha.”
“Oh. An Alpha. He will be worth a lot.” Another hunter said.
Derek crouched down slightly as the hunters came closer. He then let off a roar as he leaped toward one. As he did he dodged an arrow and knocked a hunter into a tree. Turning to the other hunters they started shooting at him. He dodged most of the bullets and arrows but he came to a stop when he was shot in the leg with an arrow. His wet clothes were slowing him down. Falling down on one knee he grabbed the arrow.
“Not such a bad wolf now.” A hunter laughed.
Glaring up at the hunter Derek growled “Shut up.”
“Awe. The werewolf thinks he’s still going to m
Just Rain - Pt.7The walk back to the loft was quiet until Derek asked “How is your arm doing?”Just Rain - Pt.7 in General Fiction More Like This
“Oh. It’s doing fine…I guess.” Stiles answered, looking down at his right arm.
“Is it hurting? That’s what I meant.” Derek restated as he turned a corner.
Stiles stretched his arm out and sighed “Kinda. It just feels tense.”
“Well if it still feels tense when we get to the loft I want you to let me know.” Derek insisted as he slipped his hands in his jacket pockets.
After a few more minutes of walking, Stiles groaned “How long is the walk to the loft exactly?”
“From here…it’s probably a 20 minute walk.” Derek answered.
Passing under a street light, Derek’s eyes flashed as they reflected the light. Stiles watched as they flashed again when they went under another street light.
“You know that is really cool.” Stiles commented when Derek’s eyes flashed again.
Derek stopped wa
Just Rain - Pt. 9Stiles blushed as he glanced over his shoulder at the entrance to the side room. He flinched when he heard a tap on the window. Looking over at it he saw a drop of water slid down the glass. It was quickly followed by several more. The light tapping slowly grew to a low roar as rain poured down outside. The blush on Stiles' face, faded when he walked over to the glass.Just Rain - Pt. 9 in General Fiction More Like This
Placing his hand on the glass he murmured “It’s raining again…” Looking over at the side room he sighed “Derek told me not to go anywhere though.”
Stiles stared at the side room a moment before walking around to the door to the balcony.
“This isn’t going anywhere.” Stiles whispered, opening the door.
The misty air quickly blew in his face which made him blink. He frowned as he stepped out in the rain. Closing his eyes he sighed. Making his way to the balcony edge he looked off as Beacon Hills was blurred by the rain. Stiles crossed his arms and placed them down on the
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“I’m finally home.” Stiles exclaimed, stepping into his bedroom.
He slowly walked in and flopped down on his bed. He gasped when his right arm hurt.
“Yeah. Just because you are home doesn’t mean your arm isn’t still broken.” John laughed when he heard the gasp.
“I don’t care! I’m finally back in my room. Away from IVs and needles.” Stiles sighed as he sat up on his bed.
“Well alright kiddo. I’ve got to go.” John pointed out after looking at his watch.
Stiles glanced over at the clock and asked “Well when are you going to be back?”
John examined his watch a few moments then looked up at Stiles.
“I’m probably gonna be back in 2 days.” John replied with a smile.
Stiles blinked at him several times before shaking his head.
“2 days…” Stiles repeated.
John nodded his head then explained “Okay. There are leftovers in the fridge. D
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“Could you tell me what room Stiles Stilinski is in?” Peter asked, walking up to the front desk in the hospital’s waiting room.
Melissa looked up at him and questioned “And you are who exactly?”
“Oh. Sorry. Forgot my manners.” Peter stated as he reached out and took Melissa’s hand.
Pulling it up to his lips he kissed it.
“My name is Peter Hale.” He answered.
Melissa quickly pulled her hand away and gasped “But I thought you were dead. I remember specifically, Scott told me that you had you throat slashed and then you were buried in the ground.”
Peter’s once fake smile disappeared and was replaced by his normal, annoyed face.
“I see. You do remember me. Well I was brought back to life a while back by Lydia.” Pausing when he saw Melissa tilt her head slightly. “The Banshee.” He blankly explained.
“Oh. Yeah. Lydia Martin.” Melissa murmured.
.:Books:.“Okay…what are we doing here again?” Derek asked as he followed Stiles into Barnes and Noble..:Books:. in General Fiction More Like This
“There is a book here that I have been waiting for.” Stiles mumbled.
Derek slipped his hands in his pockets and followed Stiles. They went down several rows of books before Stiles stopped. He quickly ran over to a row that was labled ‘Mangas’.
Derek looked over the lable several times before questioning “Okay. Am I reading that correctly? Does that say…mangas?”
Stiles paused a few seconds as he looked up at the sign.
He then answered “Yeah. That’s right. Mangas.”
Looking back at the row he walked over to one of the shelves. Bending down he scanned over the books.
Derek slowly walked up behind him and sighed “So we drove all this way for you to get…mangas.”
“Yup. We did. Oh! There it is!” Stiles exclaimed.
He quickly reached out and took a book off the shelf. The title on it read ‘B
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Chapter 1: Waking Up
Harry woke to sunlight filling his eyes. He turned over and snuggled deeper under the covers. That's when his sleep fog brain registered three things were different. One is someone was in his bed with him. Two this wasn't his bed and three he was naked. Harry looked up into the sleeping face of Draco Malfoy.
Putting two and two together, Harry panicked. He got off the bed without waking Malfoy up, and looked around for his clothes. Not finding any of his clothes, Harry went over to Malfoy's wardrobe and opened it up and took one of his robes and put them.
Once he was fully dressed, he headed towards the door glancing back at Draco once before flying out of the room. Harry started to search the house searching for the exit.
It took him awhile to find the front door, getting lost in the maze like hallways. He nearly cried with relief when he spotted the front door. He was almost free, until he felt a spell hit him and he causing him to black out an
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"Nico, Hecate has a quest she wants you to do for her."Hades said to his favorite son. "Yes Father." Nico said. Getting up from his chair and following after his father. "Lady Hecate I hear you have a quest for me?" Nico said. As he bowed down onto one knee in front of Hecate. "This Quest needs you to do two things to protect a young by the name of Harry Potter and destroy a guy named Tom Riddle his alias is know as Voldemort." Hecate told Nico.
'I got to protect a guy named Garry potty and destroy another by Moldamort.' Nico thought. "Wait I think I got the name wrong damn my dyslexia."Nico thought as he continued to zone out not pay attention to a word Lady Hecate. "Do you understand Nico?" Hecate asked him snapping him out of his gaze. Noticing his dazed expression she sighed cursing The demigods extinctions but they had proven themselves useful. "Hecate pulled out a Letter and gave it to Nico. "This letter tells you basic of your mission and everything
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Chapter 1: Arrival
Harry felt a tremendous pull to his heart as he glanced out of the window. He felt as if someone was calling out to him, urging him to go outside.
"Potter pay attention!" Snape snapped as he glared at Harry who just looked at him from the corner of his eye before turning his attention back to potion.
Draco watched from his side of the room that Harry was sitting far away from the other two members of the Golden Trio.
"Harry, are you ok?" Hermione asked Harry in a hush whisper.
Harry quickly turned to give her a hateful glare before turning back to potion to make sure Neville wouldn't make it blow up. Once potion class ended Harry quickly jumped up from his seat and stormed out of the dungeons heading for the Quidditch field. Draco quickly followed him unnoticed. Once Harry was outside he felt free and unrestrained.
"Potter, did you have a fight with Weasley and Miss Know it all." Draco teased causing Harry to turn around to give him
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Be my Valentine
The sun was setting lighting the skies up with an array of oranges and reds. As a dirty blonde teen sat an old oak table surrounded by bookcases behind him as a small stack of books were present on the table.
Around the corner was a nervous set of two girls that were slowly inching their way towards him when they got close enough the blonde called out to the two girls.
"Is there something you need?"the blonde asked politely as he turned to look over at the two girls that were from ravenclaw hotie.
" Go on." One girl nudged the other who stumbled forward at her friends pushing.
"Ummm..... I wanted to ask you if you would please be my Valentine?" The girl asked as a blush was evident on her cheeks as she stared down at her shoes.
Remus gave an apologetic smile before standing up and approaching the girl. "I'm sorry, Laura. I can't be your Valentine because I want to ask someone to mine. I am grateful you have feelings for me but I won't
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Draco with a start, he was not sure why though. He was have a rather pleasant dream, in fact he was still 'awake'. So what had startled him so badly that he couldn't have finished the dream. A shadow over his bed gave him the answer. He looked up and froze, all thoughts of all kinds stopped. Perched at the foot of his bed, towering over him, was a huge, black as ink, bird!
And not just any big bird, it was siren. What was a siren doing in his bedroom, Malfoy Manor was nowhere near the ocean. Apparently that little fact didn't matter in the least though.
Draco tried to scream, to move, anything, but it seemed his flight or fight instincts had shorted out. He was completely paralyzed with fear, and completely at the mercy of this feared beast. 'She' regard Draco silently before ripping the covers away from his body, exposing him.
'She' stalked towards him slowly. That's when, Draco noticed that she wasn't a she. He gulped at the size, his own placid cock twitching in interest as
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A young boy who had shoulder length midnight blue hair sat in his nice silver claw tub as he let out a sigh before slowly opening his eyes one was same midnight blue color while the other seemed to have an emblem engraved on it as it illuminated with a rich purple color.
Moving towards the edge of the tub he placed his hand on the side and stood up. Swing his legs out of the tub one by one before he stood firmly out of the tub moving to grab a spare towel and began to dry himself off.
Hissing when the soft cotton brushed against his small cock which was flushed red in irritation. Ignoring the sensation Ciel wrapped the towel around his waist and called out for his butler, "Sebastian!"
A Few seconds later there was a knock on the door. “May I come in Young Master” Sebastian says from outside the door.
“You may.” Ciel says granting the other permission to enter the room.
"Young Master your clothes." Sebastian says as he came into the bathroom
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Ch 6: Searching for you
"Mom, what is Ginny saying?" Ron asked, looking over at his mother. "I'm only doing what is best for you." Molly told her kids, as she continued to avoid there gaze.
"Mum, what happened?" George asked his mother who looked close to tears. Molly lifted her hand to wipe away her tears.
"She is the one who let, those people in to steal the eggs!" Ginny yelled glaring over at her mother.
The rest of her children looked at there mother surprised. "Mum, why did you do this?" Fred asked as he looked over at her. Molly looked up at him as tears ran down her face.
"They took William and Percy." Molly whispered to her children.
The Weasly kids looked at there mother shocked. "What do you mean they took them?" Ginny asked unsurely.
"They took the hostage." Moll yelled at her daughter. "I just wanted my son back." Molly cried as she buried her face into her hands.
"Don't worry Mum Bill and Percy are going to be fine now lets go back to the order." George
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Chapter 7: Sweet Kiss
Harry sighed as he laid against the bed and began to fall asleep, he felt his eyes began to droop as his brain stopped, the boy-who-lived went into a deep shut down mode for time being. His light snores filled the room as he fell into a deeper sleep.
Meanwhile Tom sighed as he rubbed his temples, heading to Potter's room, he found his mate sound asleep like a baby. Aw, the former Dark Lord, could just eat the Gyffindor right up if he wanted to however, Tom, didn't want to wake up Harry. For awhile now Harry has been very sad, no, shock by turned events that just happened to him. His friends, betrayed him, they never cared about him not to mention that old geezer Dumbledore was only using Harry as he seen fit until he was no longer useful. Just seeing Harry sound asleep, with no worries, was quite a sight to see.
A smile fought it way onto Tom's face, slowly walking over to Harry, he tucked him in, weaving his hand in blank tangled mess H
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I sighed as I enter through Stiles window. He really should learn to keep it closed! You never know who might waltz right in here waiting for Stiles to come out from bathroom to get him! Well, it's not my business if someone psycho tries to kill him or to be more specifically molest him. But as soon as Stiles came into the room I couldn't help but be mesmerize. His pale eyes started to trail after the drops of water that went down his chest over his stomach and covered behind that was wrapped in a white fluffy towel. I couldn't help but smile as I felt his heart spike as he saw me before the heart beat went back normal.
I growled as I heard him call me by that ridiculous nickname. I looked at him surprised when he gave me a view of his pale cheeks. They were like two fluffy clouds waiting to be massaged. My wolf inside going at the frenzy of my mate indecency. I growled at taunt. I already had pictures of him anyways.
'I know that sounds creepy.'
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Chapter 5: Questioning the Suspects
"Harry calm down." Draco said pulling Harry into his lap. Harry was sobbing profusely as he gripped onto Draco's shoulder and his head buried into his chest. Hermione and Ron watched there best friend be comforted by the Slytherin prince.
"Who would do such a thing?" Hermione asked shocked.
"What did The Headmaster say about this yesterday?" Ron asked. Sirius started to talk about what happened yesterday.
"Sirius my boy, to what do I owe the pleasure?"
Sirius snorted; he knew quiet well the kind of person Dumbledore was and knew he was less then pleased to see him.
"Where are they and don't play dumb with me old man," he responded.
"I'm sorry but I don't believe I know what you are talking about, and you shouldn't be out and about, it's not save."
"I said 'don't play dumb' and don't change the subject" Sirius snapped.
"You know damn well what I'm talking about. The eggs, Harry's eggs. They're gone and you are t
My Lost LoveAh, my lost love, when will you come home?My Lost Love in Free Verse More Like This
Have you lost your way? Have you forgotten the sight of my welcoming smile?
My lost love, do you remember the lightning? We would sit on the cherry red chairs - or perhaps they were raspberry; remember how we used to argue over it playfully? - that my father built, watching the silvery fingers of God light up the sky. Do you remember the hot nights when midsummer storms would draw the entire street onto their porches, and we would call across to everyone, since everyone knew each other in that quaint little town, remarking on how beautiful the night was, dark and stormy and perfect?
Do you, my lost love, recall the time you and I bought ice cream, and you, always cautious, opted for vanilla and I, ever the adventerous one, ordered orange and pineapple? Oh, how I hated orange and pineapple, that horrible mix, and you laughed and laughed over my abhorrence of the two flavors together? Do you remember how you, the loving gentleman, traded me your
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so ashamed, so neglected,
ivory wings dusty with soot
your regal features so astute,
a triangle of light illumintates you
the streetlight flickering untrue,
you pause next to me, light a cigarette
swirling smoke the only threat,
yet you are wary as could be
on edge, so strange and clumsy,
un accustomned to the ground
you still leave me spellbound,
you sigh, crush out the light
the motion plunging us into night,
the streets rising around us ominously
bricks old and pavement gritty,
another sigh, stirring the wind to life
such a petulant sound, full of strife,
I ask you what's wrong
you say you don't belong,
to accompany you, a sad song
only meant to prolong,
you live all lifelong
trying to be strong.
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I wonder if you see me.
I wonder if you know me.
Me, the forgotten girl. Me, the used girl.
Me, the one who's sick of it all.
I wonder; if I cried, would you care?
I wonder why you would care.
I wonder why I care about you.
Why do I care; is it my anxiety?
Why can't I just accept my flaws?
I wonder; if I died, would you come to my funeral?
I wonder; when I die, will you be sad?
I wonder why I'm asking when I know the answer.
No, you won't; I'm not important enough, am I?
No, because I'm nothing special.
I wonder; why aren't I as special as the rest?
I wonder if you think I'm important.
I wonder why the answer hurts as much as it does.
You don't think I'm important; I'm just me, after all.
You know I'm only visible when you need something.
I wonder why I act so strong when all I want is to cry.
I wonder why I don't just scream out my fury.
I wonder; should I act strong or should I scream?
Act strong, because it's the only option open for me now.
Act strong, act li
Marked Ch 2 - The Journey"B-Brandon?" I choked out. "W-What?"Marked Ch 2 - The Journey in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He grinned his easy-going smile and winked at me. "You think I'd miss my best friend's Journey to Our City?"
Another Marked One smacked Brandon's head. "Idiot! What if someone saw you?"
"No one's going to see me, Cora!" He snapped back but put his hood on just the same. With the veil over his face, he didn't even look like my best friend anymore.
They marched me out of the city and down a steep, wooded trail. I never had very good cardio (I'm more of a I'll-pig-out-now-and-work-out-later-besides-won't-my-metabolism-help-with-this-and-this-cookie-looks-really-yummy kind of person), so I was dying.
I was certain Brandon and Cora were laughing at me. Brandon, in a friendly way. Cora, in a not-so-friendly way.
I really hated Cora right now. So I wasn't athletic! Doesn't mean she had to be mean!
...And now I sound like a sulky chi
Sweet DreamsDo you hear that?Sweet Dreams in Free Verse More Like This
Do you hear the fairies?
They're talking to us, their high little voices chattering away with their glowing gossamer wings fluttering next to our ears.
Can you feel them?
Their little fingers pressing into our cheeks, tangling in our hair. The little caresses they bring with a stroke of smooth palms.
They don't want me to leave them. They want me to stay with them forever.
And, my friend, as you read this, I'm struggling for air and trying to claw my way to the surface of the tortured sea of my mind.
See, the fairies are not true fairies. They're like demons, angels cast down in light of God's hate. Funny, how I word that. In light of God's hate.
Because isn't everything God does light and generous in our pious minds?
If God was so light, so good, so protective and loving to each and every one of his people, why would he let the fairy-demons haunt me? Let them touch the very center of my being, the secret places I don't let anyone see, not even myself because I'm afra
SociopathAm I devoid of guilt?Sociopath in Free Verse More Like This
(that sweltering feeling of shame in one's stomach)
No, I don't think so.
Perhaps I'm too guilty.
-Until it becomes so commonplace that it seems like I don't have it.-
Yes, that might be it.
I smile ^_^ and laugh. (lol)
But I don't mean it.
All those friends I talk to,
I don't mean a word of it.
It's a task. An errand.
1) To smile and chat about mundane things.
2) To be as happy as them.
3) To be as pleasing as I try to be.
Yes, that's it. A chore.
Something I don't want to do but have to.
A little s
of the tongue.
A little bit of manipulation.
And they're spilling out all their
SufferingSee this smile? :-DSuffering in Free Verse More Like This
This smile, that seems so real and too happy, too content?
F - A - K - E
But I suppose you wouldn't care.
I'm sorry for taking up your time. -t i c k - t o c k-
Of course you have something better to do.
(don't they all?)
So, I'll die in this eternal night.
No, go, have fun in the sun, with all the rest.
(tell me how bright it is...)
I won't bother you again.
I won't bother anyone again.
Well, if you care to listen, I've learned something in my life.
15 years of age, yet I'm already old...
What I've come to realize is,
--Suffering is supposed to make us stronger.
Tell that to the people suffering.
Missing a knife? Sharp, and shiny, and jagged on one side, perfect for slicing...?
I'm so, so sorry.
Got blood on your carpet (wet and dark and scented with copper, staining the floor beneath it with my life)?
That was me too.
-ha, since when am I honest-
Solkat - A Hopeless Flush CrushYou dream of strange constellations, new patterns across a familiar sky, and riddles written out in the stars for you to interpret as you will.Solkat - A Hopeless Flush Crush in Romance More Like This
You dream of someone who tastes like honey and tears, a boy with twin horns and dichromatic eyes; a memory you'd thought long forgotten, a hopeless dream of something mistaken and long ago.
When you wake up, your face is wet, and you do not move for a long time, sobbing silently into your pillow.
You are horribly alone, you realize. So, so alone; you always push people away before they have a chance to break your heart.
You see the good in people, always have, and that hurts the most; that they always have to disappoint you, because they're not as good as you imagine them to be.
You remember, but you don't understand.
You should've known you'd only receive heartbreak when you fell in love with the yellow-blood, but you couldn't - can't - help it.
It had been so long ago, you'd been kids, without a clue in the world as to what the hell they were
Sing Me To Sleep TonightShot through the heart and you're to blameSing Me To Sleep Tonight in Concrete Poetry More Like This
So I guess this once I'll play your game
And, just maybe, I'll humor you
Only so you're playing too
Oh, don't cry, I can't stand your tears
But please let me feed on your fears
The weakness and the crying and the whispers
As that cheerful smile withers
And I love you, I really do
Even if you make me fall harder for you
As you lie and cheat and scream
A misbegotten dream
Sweetheart, play nice
Who will pay the price
If you have to go away?
Not the ghost of your decay
Meant to be, we are not
Smile left in the sun to rot
But I just won't let it rest
Dear, won't you pass my test?
It's just like when you fall
When you're dying inside after all
Roll with the punches and smile for the camera
You're only a part of the common era
You won't give me a chance
Let's continue this silly dance
But sweetheart, there's no hope for you
Why do you run? My intentions are true
If you want your grave to be deep
With no benefits left to reap
I'll very gladly make it
Is it really so wrong?Sometimes, you think that you are helpless and that some outside force is controlling you, and forces you to be miserable. You feel like there is nothing that you can do to stop it, no way to save yourself from a life that is full of black and fear. It's times like this when you feel alone. When tears become the makeup you wear everyday, washing away all that expensive eyeliner and eyeshadow that makes you look beautiful. When pain and sadness replace the smiles and laughter that once filled your days. It's times like this when you almost wish Death would come for you. And what is the cause? Your parents' divorce? Your breakup with your boyfriend? Or is it just the fact that you've forgotten how to be happy? Maybe that's the problem: forgetting how to be you. You loose yourself in the lies and the tears that you are surrounded with day-in and day-out. You buy the clothes you like, wear the color makeup that makes your eyes stand out. But is it the real you? Anyone can be who they are oIs it really so wrong? in Emotional More Like This
These Cruel VoicesThe pain I endure is rarely heardThese Cruel Voices in Free Verse More Like This
Only those who hear the harpies understand
To each his own voices, different and new
Some are caring, guiding, like ones second conscience
Mine are cruel, biting, clawing at my mind
There's a few that care, they love and help me
Stop spilling your feelings!
Shut up! I hate you!
Stop telling me what's right and wrong!
We are your thoughts! We OWN you!
shut up! Stop screeching! Let me be!
Don't listen to him, chavivi
I'm trying not to, but how can I not?
Listen to us. The ones who care
at least you're like HER
at least you're like the one who loves me</i>
the conflict in my minds is pure war
it's torturous, heartbreaking, hurting
it's driving me insane, my mind slowly slipping
the real ones say I'm strong
they tell me to fight them
but, the voices are apart of me
they're apart of whom I am
if I destroy them, I destroy myself
That's what you want! You know it!
it's not! It's not! You're lying! Stop! Stop!
It will never be enoughShe seems so happy and contentIt will never be enough in Free Verse More Like This
From one hour to the next
But her mind is so far from that
It's like reading backwards
Her minds gears are turning
Always at inconsistent speeds
Sometimes slow as a tortoise
Sometimes fast as a cheetah
But whenever they are working fine
And she seems to be doing ok
They interfere with her thoughts
They are little tricksters and nymphs
Stopping her train of thought and changing her mind
They gum up her gears and ruin her mind
They loosen the nuts and bolts
Making her fall apart and struggle to repair herself
Her skull is full of loose screws and washers
Broken bits of brain and metal
Her mind is changed with the flip of a switch
Just one thing, one stupid thing sets her off
And she goes from being cheerful to a total bitch
Does anyone ask her what's wrong? No
Does anyone even acknowledge her discomfort? No
If they do see her than they are too cowardly to ask
They are too afraid of the monster that they see her as
Maybe she would loosen up if they ta
A Little Help From SlendermanA Little Help From Slenderman in General Fiction More Like This
A young girl of only 16 lay curled up on the couch in the living room of her small trailer which she shared with her mother and her dog. Her parents had divorced and she was a high school junior. She had a boyfriend who loved and adored her and treated her like she was pure gold. He, in return, meant the whole world to her. He was her whole world, and he made her dark world just a little bit brighter. The poor girl was a schizophrenic, the voices in her head taunting her at all hours of the day and night. She was depressed; it was quite hard for her to be happy. These were just a few things among a list of many.
As she lay on her couch, she cried silently into her gray pillowcase, her tears and muffled gasps slowly putting her to sleep. Her mother had already gone to bed, and was sleeping peacefully. And as the girl drifted off, a figure watched her through the blinds of the window: a tall figure with a pure white face and han
Goodbye, My LoveGoodbye, My Love in Free Verse More Like This
We both fell one day
It all happened so fast
I knew you were dying
But I hoped that you'd last
You were tragically beautiful
And now I wish you could see
The pain that I'm left with
Because you're not with me
You're up in God's arms
You're safe now, I know
But, oh my sweet love
I just can't let you go
August 17th, yes that was the day
"Mum, my heart, it's too fast..."
Yes, I think that's what you'd say
You kept getting dizzy, nauseous, and weak
I just kept on praying:
"Please God, please help me...
Please let me keep him
Don't take him away"
But I guess prayers weren't enough
Because it still happened that day
God told you "Kris, it's you're time"
And that was the end
You couldn't even stand, let alone walk
But you had to, I know
And that's when the clock
Started counting down fast
You're time got used up
Your mom grabbed the phone,
Frantic and scared
But it was too late
And now all I have
Is pictures and emails
Cute little hearts and sad little tales
We had plans, you and me
~Little Things~ .:Song Fic:. As we sat at the lunch table, she kept her head down. Normally she was happy and laughing with the other guys. But today… she just seemed sadder than ever. I held her hand under the table, entwining our fingers. Her hand seemed to fit into mine so perfectly. I felt her fingers close around my hand but she didn’t say a word to me. I sighed and scooted a little closer, just wanting to feel her there. I knew we were meant to be. I just knew it. She looked up at me with sad, brown eyes. A sigh escaped me and I smiled a little at her, hoping she would smile back. A small, sad smile appeared on her face for a few seconds.~Little Things~ .:Song Fic:. in Emotional More Like This
Your hand fits in mine
Like it’s made to just for me
But bear this in mind
It was meant to be
And I’m joining up the dots
With the freckles on your cheeks
And it all makes sense to me
I dropped my backpack beside the couch when we got insi
A Little Light...A Little Light... in Free Verse More Like This
In the middle of the night
After the sun had set
My eyes were still awake
And they were very wet
I stared at the picture
Of you tacked on my wall
I cried and screamed and begged
But it didn't help at all
"Why did you have to leave me?!
Why did you have to go?!
I always thought you were beautiful
I always will, you know..."
I stayed like this for hours
What else could I do?
I can't accept you're gone!
I can't help how much I love you...
It took me several hours
My tear ducts eventually gave out
I suppose I found it a little safer
And reluctantly turned the light out
I fluffed up my pillow
Before laying my head down slow
And then I felt something
Something I knew I should know
I felt someone there beside me
With their long and bony arms
Wrapped around me gently
Keeping me safe and warm
I knew that you had come
You had come to me
"Rest your tired head my love
You're safe and sound with me"
I knew that you were here
I knew I was alright
And in my broken, shattered heart...
I found a little
Can you see me now?A pale face with perfect makeupCan you see me now? in Free Verse More Like This
Soft, silky hair that is always clean
Clothes that are always clean and neatly pressed
Aren't these what people are supposed to see?
What they are supposed to notice?
I guess I'm not good enough to be seen for that
Maybe I could take away all of that
Maybe then you will see me
Maybe next time you "see" me things will look different
Clothes that are messy, wrinkled, and disheveled
Snarled hair that is greasy and dull
A bare face with no eyeliner, no eye shadow, no mascara
Maybe I'll wear a different kind of makeup
I'll spend the whole night putting it on
A fist to my face, the fist is my own
Blades to my wrists and cheeks, blood dripping down my skin
More cuts to cover my arms and legs
It looks like more than scratches from playing with my dog
I look at myself in the mirror after I ruin my "perfect" body and face
A small smirk creeps across my lips, with a bitter taste on my lips like poison
But, my eyes are still so sad and dead, so blank and unfeeling
Doctor Mengele-PerfectionistDoctor Josef Mengele-PerfectionistDoctor Mengele-Perfectionist in Short Stories More Like This
WARNING: SOME BAD LANGUAGE USED. DON'T LIKE DON'T READ
"Send in the next one," I told my assistant. He nodded and walked off, obedient as always. I smirked and washed some of my needles and pulled on a fresh pair of rubber gloves. These were the only things that made it so I didn't have to touch them; they were so imperfect. Well, most of them were; this one wasn't so bad. This next one was the last of the day; she was always saved for last. That way, I could take as much time as I wanted to with her; my work required me to be very thorough.
"Quit pushing me you fucking Nazi!" her young voice yelled out. I chuckled; she hated to be pushed in here. But, my assistant didn't care what she did or did not like. I turned as she was pushed in the door, landing on the floor with a 'thud.' I nodded to my assistant who nodded in return and closed the door.
The ones that the lost one seesShe's so lost and sad. And always complaining. Why does she complain? Why is she so sad all the time? She has a lot to be happy about, to be grateful for. But there's so much she hates; about herself and about her life. She feels like she isn't as pretty as she wants to be, she knows her grades should be better. There's so much she wants to change. The friends she has are great, but they don't always understand. She has so many friends, and some of them understand and care; most just don't understand.The ones that the lost one sees in Emotional More Like This
There's the sheltered one, who's trying to follow in her footsteps. She's trying to learn how to be a rebel, just to say "no." But, she doesn't need to be a rebel. She's fine the way she is, she doesn't understand it, though. But, she's one of the ones who cares and understands; fighting with her through the pain. She's always there when she's needed, no matter what time or day. Her grades are perfect; she says it's cuz she's a perfectionist. But, why is that so bad? It's not, it's
August Lover,I want to wrap myself in your air,August Lover, in Free Verse More Like This
hold your secrets between my
ribcage-embrace & just
Missing BonesWe spent our nights star gazingMissing Bones in Free Verse More Like This
on the top of that local bar on 5th street.
You said you loved me by night,
that no star or moon in any given universe
could compare to me; that we were lost warriors
searching for a home within the roots of one another.
I believed myself a wandering ghost among the living,
searching for missing bones and the warmth of another's grave.
You shook me then,
kissing me where it hurt most-
just to test a theory.
"Like dead birds,
you are not faceless;
your rib cage has a meaning."
And I believed I loved you then
underneath the moon and stars
tipsy on your smile and your words
and your warmth.
Your hands must be the thieves
who stole these thin bones of mine-
because, I never wanted you more.
Please,don’t make mePlease, in Free Verse More Like This
fall in love with you,
I don’t want to remember you,
those Sunday morning
or the way your
lost boy eyes always,
always found a way
to find mine.
There are only so many times
I can allow you to slice
through my scar tissue
before I finally
I could make a list,but I merely bit my lip when she asked me,I could make a list, in Free Verse More Like This
"What is it you're thankful for?"
How could I tell her
I was thankful for this heart
that beats a thousand times over
when I hear her speak?
Closed mouthed,I tried to devour myself in my sleep,Closed mouthed, in Free Verse More Like This
all tight lipped and tongueless
hours after you left me
with only an unbeating heart
keeping me company.
Callused fingers made me shiver,
but never managed to make me burn.
Instead, they left me feeling cold
a frostbitten liar with a snake for a tongue.
An unnamed poetic.
I'm dreaming of red skies
and dragons of old
I'm begging, and I'm begging,
and I'm beggingPleasewarm me up.
Set fire to these bones
Give me a real reason to scream.
Because, there rests an old poet
in the farthest reaches of my soul
and she longs to fight this fire with flames.
[ As she's learned the tricks of her trade
only conversing with Monsters. ]
Dear Poetry,I am trying to cover my sadness with words.Dear Poetry, in Free Verse More Like This
Tape them against my scars
& wear them like worthy paper cuts.
My tears are alcohol swabs, burning & cleansing
wounds of my own making. Sometimes,
I wish I could hide behind them forever.
But not even this journeyed flesh can stand
castle strong against speechless ink stains.
I know the code. This body does not deserve
a warriors death. & poetry, you're a monster
a creative monster, but evil nonetheless.
I wish to string you into knots, force feed you
down the throats of others. De-format you
& leave you empty; freeversed-
to hang loosely along the heartstrings
of strangers, & past lovers.
We are the perfect poster children for
battered homes, aren't we poetry?
The dysfunctional couple
black-eyed and angry love.
You can't protect me from myself forever.
Your Poetry Sucks.Poetic verse does not sleep contently within your bones.Your Poetry Sucks. in Free Verse More Like This
You are not made of Shakespearean sonnets.
Metaphors do not cling to your teeth like snowdrops,
and similes do not lurk like assassins behind those false psychic eyes.
Your veins bleed nothing but red.
And your whispers,
they will never leave galaxies
along the length of spines.
So, Dear Heart,
you can take your stars,
your full moon romances,
the many, desperate love letters,
the gag-worthy cliches-
and eat them.
Sterek: What's Best For Everyone... chap 02Sterek: What's Best For Everyone... chap 02 in Romance More Like This
Derek scanned the musky motel room, the take-out containers on the table. He was already tired of this search. More than tired actually. He wanted to go home, sleep in a clean bed. Feel at ease again. Spend time with his pack, and stroll around a town where he wasn’t stared at. He wanted to say get back to his daughter, but the truth was he hadn’t had times to so much as have breakfast with her. Almost the moment she’d turned up on his doorstep, a note in her hands telling him he was the proud father of little Leah, he’d taken off. Dumping her unceremoniously on Stiles. He knew it was wrong, he did. Not just because Stiles was about to start his senior year and needed to concentrate on school, but because he was her father, it was his job to care for her.
Except that’s what he was going. She needed her mom, more than she needed him and he was determined to find her and take her back to her daughter, even if he had to drag her
Sterek: What's Best For Everyone Chap22Sterek: What's Best For Everyone Chap22 in Romance More Like This
Scott left around seven after hours of playing video games and wolf hunts that left the living room looking like a bomb had hit it. Leah had wiped the floor with them both during a two hour marathon of Mario Kart. Though Stiles had a sneaking suspicion that Scott had thrown the game. - He certainly knew he had. It was always fun to see Leah’s victory dancing, where she waved her butt in front of Scott’s face while swinging her arms around her head like a helicopter. He wasn’t sure which of the girls had taught her the move but it always had him and Scott in fits of laughter.
With Scott gone, Stiles spent the next hour rushing around the house making sure everything was ready for his guest. Leah sat on the floor watching him with a face like she’s been forced to suck on a lemon. He did his best to ignore her but it was hard, she had a secret passage to his heart and thereby his guilt. He knew she didn’t want Ray there, didn’t li
Sterek - What's Best For Everyone Chap20Sterek - What's Best For Everyone Chap20 in Romance More Like This
Leah came racing out of school like her backside was on fire. A bright excited grinned pinned to her face. Derek smiled as he bent down to catch her when she launched herself into his arms. Lifting her off her feet. "Hey sweetheart. How was school?"
"Ok. Are we goin’ ‘iles now???"
Derek heart clenched. "Wow. So I don’t even get a hello. It’s just Stiles. Stiles. Stiles. Huh." he pouted.
Leah chuckled, wrapping her arms around his neck and squeezing tight while pressing a kiss to his rough cheek. "’ello Daddy."
Turning, Derek carried her back to the car, laughing as she rambled on about her plans for the weekend.
"We’re gonna watch movies and eat popcorn an' lots a candy." she grinned.
Derek turned to her. "No candy."
Leah looked at him with wide eyed horror, her mouth a perfect O. He had to fight back the chuckle that was building in his chest at the expression that easily brought to mind a certain hyper-active teenager.
Sterek: What's Best For Everyone....Chap10Sterek: What's Best For Everyone....Chap10 in Romance More Like This
"So, Stiles seems…nice." Alex said as they headed back to the Hale house.
Derek‘s hands twitched on the wheel. "He’s an acquired taste. He can be incredible infuriating and immature and off the wall. He talks too much."
"Yeah I noticed that."
Alex shot him a raised brow glance. "And you left your daughter with him?"
"Our daughter." Derek quickly corrected, glaring at her. "And yes, because I wouldn’t have trusted anyone else."
Alex huffed an "I see." before turning to look out the window at the passing town. "You sure you want to do this Derek? - Me being your mate I mean."
"I’ve made my decision." he didn’t know if he was said that to convince; Alex or himself.
"Alright, if your sure."
Derek didn’t say anything else, he just concentrated on driving. They soon hit the turn off to the house.
Derek sighed as he pulled up outside the house, soft lights emitting from the downstairs window.
Sterek: What's Best For Everyone....Chap04Sterek: What's Best For Everyone....Chap04 in Romance More Like This
Stiles hated his friends. He really did. They had a way of putting stuff in his head that had no rights being there. He’s tried to ignore what his friends had said to him earlier and it had worked for a while, but now alone in bed, he found he couldn’t shake Isaac’s question, why had he and Danny broken up? To be honestly he didn’t quite know. It had kind of been a mutual decision. Danny hadn’t long been out of that disastrous relationship with the visiting Alpha, and Stiles was too caught up in the werewolf thing. He sighed. Maybe it wasn‘t the werewolf thing he’d been caught up in?
Staring up at the ceiling Stiles allowed his mind to take him back to the night they’d finally called it quits. As usual it had been havoc in Beacon Hills. Another threat stalking the town. They’d split up to track the thing across town. Derek and Stiles had once again found themselves together, creeping in an alley behind the gay night
Sterek: What's Best For Everyone....Chap11Sterek: What's Best For Everyone....Chap11 in Romance More Like This
Derek groaned as the sunlight began to break though his sleep. There was a heavy weight on his chest and for the briefest moment he smiled as the remnants of his dream came back to him. A dream with warm chocolate eyes and a smirk that could soften a soft, or harden flesh. But the scent quickly chased away all thoughts causing his eyes to snap open. Squinting briefly before taking in the fold that lay stretched out across his chest. The smile remained as he watched Leah sleep awkwardly across him, a soft snore rumbling from her chest. Lifting his hand he ran his fingers thought the mass of red hair, her warmth mingling with that beneath his ribs.
Derek had never honestly allowed himself to believe that he could have this. A proper family of his own. Not after what he’d done. But despite his happiness at having what he’d never allowed himself to want, there was still an ache he knew would never be relieved. It was a price he was willing
Sterek - What's Best For Everyone...chap25Sterek - What's Best For Everyone...chap25 in Romance More Like This
Derek was woken at the ass-crack of dawn by a weight landing on his back and the almost deafening yell of “Cwismas!”. Bring back too many memories of his last Christmas with his family. Hearing it sent a warmth through his chest, even as the cold chill of loss rushed down his spine.
“Daddy! Daddy! Ge’up. It Cwismas!”
Groaning Derek threw the little girl off his back, careful not to knock her off the bed. Flipping over to stare down at her with tired eyes while he tickled her until she was screaming and laughing. He hadn’t slept the past two day. Not properly. He’d been haunted by dreams to the point that his body felt heavy and old. There was a constant pain in his chest that never seemed to ease. He’d tried to contact Stiles almost the instant he’d stepped into his study two days before but the teenager was once again ignoring his messages and calls. and he'd forced himself to give up trying. Deciding
Sterek: What's Best For Everyone...Chap03Sterek: What's Best For Everyone...Chap03 in Romance More Like This
Derek stared at the message, his heart beating a little too fast for no apparent reason at all. So Stiles thought he’d make a good son-in-law. That was like say he’d make a good mechanic right? It didn’t mean anything. And the remark about his father, that was clearly a joke, aimed at his and the Sheriff tempestuous and often strained relationship. He sat on the edge of the bed, cradling the device in his palm. How was he meant to reply to that?
He was sending a reply without really paying attention to what he was writing.
You’re dad would just be
happy I took you off his hands.
He’d love me forever.
When he realized he’d sent it, he quickly checked to see what he’d written. Paling instantly. He dropped the phone on the bed, before lowering his head into his hands. What the hell had he been thinking. Groaning and complaining loudly to himself Derek pushed himself off the bed and rushed for the bathroom.
Sterek - What's Best For Everyone...chap30Sterek - What's Best For Everyone...chap30 in Romance More Like This
“This really happened?” Stiles whispered, not that he really needed to. It was a dream, memory, whatever.
“You were here?”
“Yes.” Derek nodded, his gaze fixed on his younger self cradling a terrified Stiles.
“Why didn’t you tell anyone? I told everyone and they thought I was lying! - They said it was the trauma! But you were here! You saw!” Stiles yelled, shoving Derek’s shoulder.
“Because…” Derek said slowly, turning to meet the boy’s furious gaze. “I didn’t remember. - Not until just now.”
“What? How could you not remember?” Stiles yelled.
“You didn’t know I was here either!” Derek snapped back defensively.
“I was six for fuck sake, and this was the worst night of my life. I had no idea who you were! And everyone was telling me I was imagining it, I figured I’d imagine you
Sterek: What's Best For Everyone...chap 12Sterek: What's Best For Everyone...chap 12 in Romance More Like This
It turned out Stiles didn’t try to collect Leah from school. It was just down to Derek and soon he found himself in a routine. Get up. Shower. Dress. Wake Leah. Dress Leah. Feed Leah. Make her lunch. Take her to school. Drop off Isaac. Go to work. Collect Leah. Home. Dinner. Bed. That was his life. There weren’t any threats so there was no real need for a pack meeting. Which meant he didn’t see Scott or Stiles. Peter was still sending him looks that said he was making a mistake. Alex was still not even trying to bond with Leah. Isaac was actually kinda back to normal which at least took a little of the weight of Derek’s shoulders. And he and Leah were getting closer by the day. Though there were still moments, evenings when she seemed to be pining. Like on Saturday afternoon.
Derek was sat at the kitchen table going over the account for the garage. The house was silent but for the steady constant heartbeat from Leah as she