"Why don't you just leave me alone?" I spit at him, the anger laced in my voice angered him and I loved it. I watched as he clenched his jaw, staring at me as his eyes darkened; walking up to me, soon towering over me making me realize how small I was under him. "Because," he tilted his head, walking me back up against the stone wall, my back slamming against it, sending a shock down my body. "You're the only girl that doesn't beg on their knees for me," he leaned closer to me, his breath fanning my face, his curly hair brushing against my forehead. Suddenly his hand pounced onto my neck, tightly grabbing it, causing me to let out a loud gasp. I brought both of my hands to cover his, but he was much stronger than me-and watching him watch me struggle, I noticed a wicked grin crawl onto his face. He leaned in closer, his lip brushing against my ear, and I feel him smirk. "And it fucking infuriates me." All Rights Reserved to jegulusarcturus on Wattpad. Copyrighted 2021 best ranks #1 in spice #55 in hp #41 in draco malfoy #38 in harrypotterfanfic

For the longest time, I can remember hating Stiles Stilinski. Everybody else loved his sarcasm and charm, to me it was rude and annoying. I never fell for any of the bullshit that would fall out of Stilinski's mouth. You would think that the two humans of the pack would understand how each other felt but that was not the case with me and Stilinski.

"When I decided to love her, It was the greatest thing I ever did." -When Scott McCall's twin sister Y/n has a harsh way of coping with life, when she starts getting it together something unexpected happens. And when Scott's Bestfriend confesses his feelings will it send Y/n into an overdrive or into a downward spiral? I do not own teen wolf I only own my characters and plot lines.

Hey, I'm Y/N Y/L/N ! I'm a 17 year old from Beacon Hills, California. Yup, the crazy town. I live with my Mom and my 7 year old younger brother, Danny...As for my dad- ugh. That's all I'm saying on THAT topic. Oh one more thing, don't you hate when your friends are right? Because I do.

I looked at her like she was the sun. From afar, not letting myself get too close Or else I'd be burned. I looked at her and squinted, In frustration and anger. Knowing if I looked at her with eyes open, For all that she is, I'd be burned - I looked at her like she was the moon, Because she was. My gravity, my peace My burden, my price - Season 4 *Enemies to Lovers to Enemies to Lovers*

You know when you feel so much hate for a person, it physically hurts you. When you see their face you feel explosions of hatrid inside, when you hear their voice you want to scream, over-powering any noise they could possibly make. If you're familiar with the feeling, this is how y/n feels about the one and only Stiles Stilinski. But, i guess hatrid can't last forever...