January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father's death. The bastard, he thinks bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it very obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was. So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in. --- This story is from ArchiveOfOurOwn from stiles-and-the-sourwolf. All credits go to her. --- The chapters are mostly 20+ pages

Stiles Stilinski, fresh out of Culinary School, just got his dream job. A personal chef. When he gets hired to cook for a wealthy elderly couple in Beacon Hills, he has no idea he will meet their hot, sweet, sculpted like a god grandson.

Derek Hale is the black sheep of the family, always has been. That's why he moved to Seattle. Now he's got a job he loves, a nice apartment with an incredibly hot and endearing neighbor, Stiles Stilinski. One night when Derek's overly large and demanding family shows up early for their yearly visit, they run into Stiles, who is accidentally introduced as Derek's boyfriend.

It's been years since Stiles left Beacon Hills. He's got a job and a life away from the supernatural, but his pasts continues to haunt him. He's kept awake by nightmares and memories of those he lost. He puts on a good front when he visits home so no one knows the mess of a man he's become. He's coping, until one particularly bad night when he runs into the last person he ever wanted to see, Derek Hale.

"What did you have to die for?" A [short] story where death happens to Thomas and not Newt. Alternative ending for the death cure

Edit Feb. 2022 - I literally wrote this in middle school and I am now a full fledged adult, if you're looking for something good this ain't it. My ao3 acc is 'the13colonies' and is mainly anime shit now if you're interested. - Thomas doesn't remember anything about himself. Not even his name. Until later, of course. But what happens in the Glade, hopefully stays in the Glade. (The story will be better, I promise. Also, this is going to be a bit different than the real book/books) ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO JAMES DASHNER

(NO TRANSLATIONS) "You haven't changed." "You have." *-* Stiles is a rare kind of druid; the kind you read about in folk lore. But Stiles can't control his abilities, so Alan Deaton takes the boy under his wing, thus introducing him to the Hale pack. Derek and Stiles have a connection, both of them not able to control the gifts they have, and that connection turns into more. When the Hale house catches fire, Stiles shapeshifts into a fox to slip through the bars of the basement windows, going for help per Talia Hale's demands, but he gets trapped in the body he shifts into. It's been 10 years, Stiles still has no way of getting back and has lost all hope of any survivors, when a group of teenagers trying to save a werecoyote unintentionally change him back.