(STORY IS ON CURRENT HIATUS WHILE I PLAN AND WRITE A FEW CHAPTERS THAT HAVE YET BEEN RELEASED) 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚙. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕, 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚏; 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚔 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚢. (𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐚𝐭 𝐱 𝐨𝐜) sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴊᴜʟʏ 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟸 ғɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ ? 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐀𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐀 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝟑 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬. - ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏᴜʀ ɴᴏᴛᴇ

Ever since he first saw me, I became his new obsession. He's a cold-blooded monster that manipulates and hurts people for fun. There is no escape from him. But I did it. I escaped. I found out why he took me and who I really was. I thought I escaped him. I thought I'd never see him again. But after all, Peter Pan never fails

"I knew you couldn't. No matter how many times you tell yourself that you are strong, you're not. I think you wanted me to find you. You wanted me to talk to you. Because you're still that same scared, weak girl you were when I met you. In fact, I wish I would have killed you then." He hissed, smirking at her. He felt so powerful in that moment. He thought he had finally won. He was getting the heart he needed. And Eden was suffering. "You're right. I haven't changed... nor completely. I'm a fool for still loving you." She whispered. Pans smirk faded, yet he said nothing. He showed no expression on his face. He just stared at the girl, with tears in her eyes. The heart break she carried with her all these years showed. She looked restless. Hopeless. Lost... "Yes. You are a fool. Because with ever fiber in my being, with all the emotion I have left in me, I hate you, Eden."

Once Upon a Time... There was an enchanted forest filled with all the classic characters we know. Or think we know. One day they found themselves trapped in a place where all their happy endings were stolen. Our world. This is the story of Samantha Jones. Captain Hooks sister. She felt lost especially after all that has happened. Then she woke up on a strange island with a boy around her age she's heard awful story's about. The Demon... Peter Pan. But everyday he becomes less and less a demon. Or is she becoming one. I DO NOT OWN THE OUAT CHARACTERS OR PLOT LINE

Peter Pan always wins, but how is it possible for someone to never lose in life? It's simple really, the key to winning is to not show you're weaknesses. Pan has no weakness. The most powerful weaknesses you can have is to care about Someone or something, because then it an be taken away, that being said, to love is the strongest weakness of them all. Thankfully for Pan he has never and will never love or care about anyone. Or at least that's what he thinks. (Under editing)

[DISCLAIMER] guys I wrote this when I was 14 and I cringe every time I look at it. He looks at me, tears continuously falling from his eyes. But the tears seemed to be hot, and made scars in his cheeks as they trickled down. "Oh, Peter," I said sorrowfully. "Th-the demon.. it doesn't want me to feel p-pain..." He said before yelping. "But you can't help that, Peter. You are a human, and humans crash and bleed and feel pain and sorrow. That's one thing you cannot change, and that's one thing a demon cannot change."

Come with me little lamb, Leave your home, your family, your life- To the fanciful land of dreams hidden between realms- Where magic permeates the air and breathes your fantasies into existence- Come with me little lamb, Where there are no laws and you are allowed to enter new worlds of awe and wonder, my dear, sweet child- Where happiness and joy are the ways of life, no sorrows can touch you there - To the island where youthfulness runs wild and you can be free- Come with me little lamb, Where you will not remember your name, your past, or how you got here- To the land where I can infiltrate your dreams and make you suffer your worst nightmares- Where my magic will steal the breath from your lungs and squeeze the life out of you- Come with me little lamb, To my domain, where you shall be under my influence and control, my helpless, fragile human- Where I will hold the power to make your life a misery if I so wish to- Where you will be mine, irrefutably and forever- Come with me little lamb, You do not have a choice.

"You have no idea of what he truly is. That boys promise of eternal youth is not paradise, it's torture." | ➴ | Emily Walker is a seventeen-year-old orphan. Her life couldn't possibly get any worse, but that all changes when a shadow takes her away from the world she once knew. What was thought to be a safe haven had become the beginning of something unimaginable once she met a pair of devilish green eyes that belonged to the boy by the name of Peter Pan.

Try as she might, Sarah Everett never could be normal. One night, her deepest wishes come true when she's swept away to Neverland, the island of eternal youth and misfit boys. But Neverland is neither all she imagined, nor all it appears. Between the island's dark jungles and devilish(ly attractive) inhabitants, Sarah will need every ounce of her wits to survive. But the boy king of Neverland is in for a surprise. Unbeknownst to anyone, herself most of all, the most dangerous thing on the island? May very well be Sarah. --- I do not own Peter Pan, Felix, Neverland, or any other concepts/characters unique to the work of Once Upon a Time or J.M.Barrie.

"You have two options. You can suffer through the fires of our passion with clenched teeth, writhing in agony, or you could become one with the flames, dancing in the night skies, burning through everything in your incendiary path, indestructible, immortal from our love, leaving in your wake ashes and smoke in the annihilation of your creation." ... I have lived for centuries, yet I've never felt this chaotic feeling run through my veins before. This burning across my skin like fire and the scorching in my lungs, making me unable to breathe when she is close, and yet also when she is far away. I've never felt this perverse pleasure when her eyes fell on my lips, when a pleased sigh escaped her mouth underneath my quivering touch. I've never felt this need to be with someone as I did with her, the burning ache inside me when she was gone, clamoring me to be by her side. And I've never felt this fear before, this twisting, gut wrenching feeling of disquiet that lurked day and night in the back of my mind, slowly eating away at my sanity, pouncing upon me whenever I had the misfortune to think about her. Is that what love is? Or is it just the feeling of one psychopath falling for another? Highest ranking : #1 in Neverland