〝You think I'm golden?〞 〝Brighter than the sun, but don't tell Apollo.〞 Dante hates Rome's golden boy. Jason doesn't even remember him. Right person wrong time, wrong person right time, they're in a bit of a pickle. Dante hates Jason, it's the one truth he's held onto for four years. He loathes Jason, wants to kill him, brand him as a traitor, never see his face again. But Dante wants to cradle Jason's cheek, wants to run his tongue over his scar, wants to feel Jason's fingers over his scars, Jason's eyes on him, always. He's well and truly fucked.

What if Peter Pan wasn't always evil? What if something, or someone, was stolen from him? What if the reason Peter Pan was dying, was because he lost hope? Mary Gold was the niece of Rumplestiltskin, or so she believed. She was treated poorly by him, locked away where no one could find her after the curse was broken. But why didn't she regain her memories? Who was she really? Where was her happy ending? Everyone deserves happiness, and Peter Pan 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 fails. (Note: This is NOT my story. I simply just really enjoyed it. I, of course, asked the author of this story if I could post it on Wattpad for you guys to see! It's really an amazing story. If you are wondering who the author and where I got this story from is Author: @Morganx1313