Hi, I'm Beatrice Prior, well my friends call me Tris, but I'm best know as six. Wanna know why? Well let me start at the beginning! My town is not normal. Nope anything but to be honest (Like a condor) We all have powers. Most have 1-2 when fully developed, but no I have six. I had to move schools due to an incident. Whoops, it wasn't my fault completely you call a girl a freak an she's gonna burn, only I literally did. Ha funny story, but there are more to be made at my new school.

A 14 year old girl has just been adopted my Superstar Demi Lovato. This is a story about friendships, love, bullying, self harm and eating disorders. In the end will Demi and Emily still be family?? Read to find out....... I DO NOT support eating disorders and self harm I just suffer from them. Stay strong my angels ❤️❤️xxx

After the events in Mexico, the pack is taking a well-needed break. They are even starting to feel a bit more like normal teenagers. They know it won't last and are trying to enjoy it while it does. When they hear about 3 omegas wandering the preserve on the night of a full moon, everyone has a feeling that the other shoe is finally about to drop. (Takes place after the end of season 4) Mostly Stiles and Malia but involves a bit of Scott and Kira and Derek and Braeden.

This is a stalia fanfiction and it's my version of season 4

I stared into his eyes. They always distracted me. Without the light, they looked like a simple shade of brown. Nothing special to them, but in the light. In the light they were not just brown. They were a shade between gold and hazel. They were absolutely stunning, just like the rest of him. Everything about him was breathtaking, from the way his untamed eyebrows furrow when he thinks, to his cute little nose, to his lips that are softer that a feather, to his hands that are holding mine right now. "Malia?" I hear. I look to him. He looks confused. "Yes Stiles?" I answer back. "What are you thinking about? Is it about your dad? I promise I will help you tell him if you want me to. Malia, if anything is bothering you, please tell me. All I want to do is protect you." he says so softly, it's almost as if he was whispering. I don't answer. All I do is cuddle closer to him. "Go to sleep. I promise I will be here when you wake up. No matter how bad it smells in this basement." I laugh, now noticing how bad it actually smells down here. He smiles down at me. "What?" I say. "I just like staring at you, and NOT in a creepy stalkerish way. You are just so beautiful, it's hard not to stare." he says. I look down smiling. He really is the best person to be around. "Look at me." he says lifting my head up. He leaned in, only inches away from us actually touching. "I want you to know, I am not just staying with you because we have a supernatural connection. I am staying with you because we have a real connection, one that doesn't involve any werewolves, coyotes, banshees, hunters. Anything. I really like you Malia. I never thought I could ever like anybody besides Lydia, but you changed that..." he leaned in ever closer. We were close enough that I could feel and hear his breathing. "and I will do anything to protect you. Anything at all." and then he grabs the back of my head and pulls me in to kiss him.

When Malia's Adoptive father threatens to take her back to Eichen, Malia has only but one choice: Run away. She depends on the one person to take her in. Stiles. How far will he go to keep her here, safe, and with him while her father and hunters are dangerously close?