Sans was born and left to a mysterious magic radiated place, which made him abnormally bigger than bitties and some humans too due to the exposed contact of the place, changing his magic DNA . . . Some people took interest and kidnapped him, sell him in the black market, got sold but was rescued before the buyer was able to send Sans into another continent for experiments . . . After being rescued, Sans ended up into Mama Cry's Adoption Center for lamia bitties, trying to get adopted properly like any other normal lamia bitties . . . But he couldn't . . . There's just no hope for him to live normally. . . Because of how he looked and how scary he is to the humans . . . To be honest, he's scared too . . . He just wanted to be free but people who tried to buy him, wants him back . . . Could Sans finds a perfect home or more, treats him more than a companion, treats him like a person or will he end up with the hands of an evil person who only sees him an experiment . . . ? Let's find out . . .

" You have a fragile soul babe. Let me be the one to protect it " Monsters have been freed for a while now and everyone is beginning to adjust. However, some are still weary to the newcomers and find them intolerable. In a new world full of confusion, fear and debate, is anyone ready for the first Human/Monster relationship? Undertale belongs to Toby Fox. I do not own the cover art used.

Why don't you read and find out? *eyebrow raise*

I made this book for @KawiiPotao6678 they have never read a flowerfell x reader so I made this book for them. But all you other people can enjoy as well. Sorry if some of the information on here is wrong I am not very familiar with the Flowerfell AU. I will look up what I can and learn more about it while making it. I will also fix what mistakes I have made because some people are so picky about spelling (not saying any names). I own nothing but the story!!!!!!!! I don't own you!!!!!!!!! I don't own undertale!!!!!!!!! I don't own Flowerfell!!!!!!!!!!! Nothing is mine!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You were afraid. For the first time in your life, you were truly afraid. You weren't afraid of the never-ending darkness that had now consumed you. You weren't afraid of the monsters underneath your bed. You were afraid of the flowers.

All the world, just hated kind people... they threated them as nothing and put them aside. That even happened in the underworld... They saw them as a sickness, what they don't know is that sicknesses spread... (Cover made by me :3)

You were a human who had made mistakes in your life, but then again who hadn't. Your mistakes however led to you barely scraping by, pinching every penny to afford food and rent. Until a chance encounter with a skeleton in a grocery store gives you the opportunity of a lifetime. He says his roommates fight over everything; Cooking, cleaning, shopping, yardwork, ect. So, what if they hired you to do all those things? That would stop all the fighting, right? You can't turn it down for the kind of money that there offering to pay you. besides, it isn't like monsters are actually dangerous right?

You had been in the shelter for a long time, bouncing between owners. Until one day a part monster came looking for a bitty (Art is mine)

(Adult Lazarus here - I wrote this when I was like 14 years old. Forgive me.) Sometimes life gets to the point where you feel like you're a paper airplane. One minute you're soaring, feeling as if nothing could ever get you down. But then the next thing you know, you're falling slowly and nothing that you can do can possibly help you. You end up falling and crashing into whatever's below you and the heights that you had once reached. Then it starts all over again - becoming a vicious cycle. Someone picks you back up and throws you, making you soar yet again. But then they watch as you fall, not stopping you or saving you from the hard impact you meet with the ground. The process repeats itself over and over and there's no way you can stop it. After all, you're made of paper - you're delicate, fragile. You're thrown, you soar, you fall, you're picked back up, then it happens all over again until you break - becoming bent and broken from your head to your toes. Until you crash so much that you're ruined - then you're thrown away. At those times, you know that you at least have one person who will fix you. He calls you his queen, as any king would whilst in power of the empire you both strive to build together. This person is your home - your empire. - #6 in Quotes [03.12.21] - #2 in Sans [10.21.21] - Undertale does not belong to me. - Artwork/Music does not belong to me. - Also, I apologize for any of the spelling errors. I type quickly and so I do not really realize if I misspell a word or two. Sometimes I do go back and edit out the mistakes with spelling and such.

(y/n)(l/n) is a werewolf from the White Hills pack. You are the only survivor from an attack from the Red Lills Pack. Being on your own at the age of six, you struggles to survive, which isn't easy when everyone is out to get you. Will you be able to survive by yourself in the wild? Will you be able to find your mate in time? Or will the dark things in the world break you first?