Charlotte had only ever heard she was normal. When she lands on Neverland, it's no exception. She, like many others, is just another lost one. With one small exception. Peter Pan, is anything but what he's supposed to be. He's rough edges, smirks and chaos. And he's ready to play a game. "We are two people cut from the same cloth. Made from the same flesh and the same bone. We are the same." #20 in OCs, 17/06/18 #15 in peterpan, 12/11/19

In the wake of an abrupt storm, Davina Jones is violently torn from all she holds dear, finding herself marooned on an island whispered of in children's dreams - Neverland. Far from a mere fantasy, Davina is thrust into a world of Lost Boys, Shadows, and the undeniable presence of Peter Pan. Stranded and alone, she faces the formidable task of escape. But no one leaves without Pan's permission, and he just so happens to need his own treasure. Who could be more perfect than a pirate girl trapped on his island? Amidst the tapestry of Neverland's secrets, myths, and lies, Davina must confront her own shadows. Pan, orchestrating an intricate plan, weaves a web that entangles their fates. Will she finally unveil the haunting past that imprisons and condemns her? Will Pan succeed in his intricate plan? How will their quests to change the course of their existence entwine? Find out as you Set Your Sails...to Neverland Sequel: Set Your Sails...to Atlantis out now! - DISCLAIMER - I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE OUAT CHARACTERS, ALL BELONG EDWARD KITSIS AND ADAM HOROWITZ. I DO NOT OWN ANY POTC: DMC CHARACTERS, ALL BELONG TO TED ELLIOT AND TERRY ROSSIO. I ONLY OWN DAVINA AND HER PLOTLINE. Inspired by Once Upon A Time. - Written 2015-2017

"Because you've forgotten what it's like to actually feel something." I whispered. Peter's expression softened and the only sounds between us were the steady unsynchronized breaths falling from our lips. He swallowed, the closeness of our bodies making my heart beat faster and adrenaline course through me. The feeling was neither pleasant nor unpleasant as I looked into his forest green eyes. "How can you make me feel so belittled with only words?" his troubled voice fell into a whisper and he gripped my shoulders. "Is it your goal to stand before me and pull me apart until I am nothing?"

What if there was a time when Peter Pan wasn't evil, when he was the way every fairy tale book portrayed him? I wouldn't be lying when I said there was. In Maine there is a small town known as Storybooke. You may think you know everything about it, and everyone in it. But I can guarantee you there is one you have not met. 18 year old Haven, was once a girl who never grew up, in a land that is every child's imagination. She's always been an orphan, that was until Snow and Emma took her in. She always refused to tell anyone about her past. And that was only because it involves the one and only Peter Pan. What happens when she joins Emma to find Henry at Neverland?

"Once you set foot in Neverland, you can never leave. It's his game, Sienna. And you can't win it." _____________________________________________ FIND THE NEW VERSION IN MY PROFILE.

{Book 1 of the Weakness Trilogy} "Welcome to New Neverland." "Neverland? You must be off your block, this is Storybrooke." "Not anymore love." ~ Once upon a time, Peter Pan wanted to rule a kingdom. And he succeeded. Once upon a time, Emma the Savior and Regina the Evil Queen managed to get their son back to safety. And they succeeded. Once upon a time, Peter Pan tried to switch bodies with Henry. And he succeeded. Once upon a time, Peter Pan tried to make Storybrooke the new Neverland. And he succeeded. Once upon a time, Peter Pan tried his hardest not to fall in love with Evelina Frost. And he failed. //Peter Pan// ||Completed|| \\Ongoing Editing\\

[Book 1 in the Pan's Game trilogy] * Alice has been having nightmares about a certain brown-haired demon for the past few months. She thinks it's just a crazy dream until she gets kidnapped by the very person who's been traumatizing her. Soon, she learns that the demon boy is none other than a devilishly attractive brunette named Peter Pan. He claims her as his and doesn't let her leave his island. Sick of Peter and his ways, Alice challenges him to a game that will change her life forever. The rules are simple: They both have to act like they're together and act that they love each other. Whoever falls in love first, loses. * "I will get off this island, Peter." Alice states confidently. Peter chuckles. "We'll see about that, love." * Alice grins. "Game on." "Let's play..." Peter replies, smirking devilishly. * I don't own anything but Alice, her friends and my ideas * Was #61 in Fanfiction #2 in Fairytale #1 in Once Upon A Time #1 in PeterPan #1 in Neverland *

((this book is most likely RUBBISH because I started it when I was younger and worse at writing!! Also I am renovating some chapters so it might not always add up at the moment! )) WARNING; • mention of abuse • swearing • violence highest ranking; #13 in fantasy, #2 in robbiekayfanfiction

[Sequel to Pan's Game] * Alice has been having weird dreams about a boy whom goes by the name Peter Pan. Her friends constantly tell her that he's just a figment of her imagination, but she knows that he isn't as he visits her dreams every night, without fail. Worried for her well-being, her friends decide to take on a vacation to get her away from the busy environment which they live in. But no one, not even Alice, could've predicted that they would run into some old friends in the unknown place. After all, what's the worst that could happen in a small town named Storybrooke? * "When will this end?" Alice exclaims. "When will you stop haunting me?!" "Never," Peter replies. "I'll never give up on you, Alice. I made a promise, and I don't intend on breaking it." * "I will find a way back to them," Peter states, his eyes glinting with determination. "Perhaps," Malcolm replies. "I will find a way," He repeats. "I believe." * I don't own anything but Alice, her friends and my ideas * #809 in Fanfiction #78 in OnceUponATime #70 in ouat * Do NOT upload my work to chatgpt