In which Stiles Stilinski gets to meet the famous Hale Pack in a very life changing time travel. This is a Sterek story, so if you don't like it, don't read it. I own this storyline and the original characters in this book, but I obviously don't own Teen Wolf.

*Book 1 of The Cursed Ones* Alex Waltz is the son of the most feared and powerful man alive, Lynx Waltz. Born a triple-blooded hybrid; witch, vampire, and alpha werewolf. Alex never stood a chance at blending in. Everyone in the supernatural world hates his father... which means they hate him too. Once surrounded by friends, he's now alone. He's calm, observant, and done trying to prove himself. Theo Branwen is anything but normal, even if that's all he wants to be. As the heir to his pack, he follows a rigid routine designed to keep him in control, because control is the only thing he has left. After his mother died, Theo's father changed into someone cruel and twisted, obsessed with power and control. Now, Theo lives under constant pressure, hiding bruises, and punished for every crack in his perfect alpha mask. And then there's Alex...the one person Theo should stay away from. Theo has hated Alex for as long as he can remember. For years, he joined in as his friends picked Alex apart, piece by piece, bullying him. Then came the summer before senior year. That night, at the party, Theo turned eighteen... and everything changed. He found out the truth: Alex is his mate. Now Theo can't run. Not at school. Not even in his dreams. But Theo doesn't break easily. He has rules. He has to stay in control. Even if it means hurting Alex, again and again. Alex has changed too. He's not the scared, quiet boy who used to flinch when someone looked at him too long. He's colder now. Quieter. Untouchable. And maybe that's what scares Theo the most, because Alex doesn't just walk away anymore. He stares back. He doesn't run. And no matter how far Theo drifts, no matter how much Theo pushes, Alex won't stop... not until he gets what he wants. And what he wants... is Theo. Because what happens when the thing you were taught to hate... is the only thing that can save you?

"If winter comes, can spring be far behind?" The month in which there is a lavish wedding about to take two particular hearts by storm.

Callum Montgomery, the general's son, is a walking storm reckless, arrogant, and untouchable. No rule could contain him. No person could tame him. That is, until his father brings in a calm but sharp-tongued therapist named Elian, a man from a quiet, ordinary life far from the chaos of military power. Elian never expected his next client to be a spoiled brute with a punchable smirk and a temper as dangerous as his past. And Callum never expected a simple civilian to stand up to him to challenge him, resist him, and see right through the armor he's worn for years. What starts as fiery arguments and endless power struggles slowly turns into late-night conversations, stolen glances, and a tension that's harder to ignore with every passing day. They weren't supposed to feel anything. But love doesn't follow orders. A story of pride, power, and the unexpected softness of falling for the last person you'd ever expect.

BOOK THREE OF THE CHAPEL HILL SERIES. MUST BE READ IN ORDER. "We signed a contract, and I will uphold the terms. You were hurt, and I want to keep you safe." -Felix Black - FELIX BLACK Five years ago, Maddox told me we weren't allowed to be friends anymore. Allowed. Three and a half years ago, I was arrested for assault. I assaulted the man who almost beat the love of my life within an inch of his life because I was too much of a coward to tell Maddox what I really felt. So, he found someone who would be open to giving those things to him. But he was given trauma instead. Eight years ago, Maddox and I signed a contract with each other that we will be married to one another if we're both single when we're twenty-five. I took that contract to heart after the ways Maddox was hurt. I want to keep him safe. Love him. Protect him. So, with Maddox as the wedding planner, he's planning his own wedding. Except, he has no idea. I know how crazy it sounds, but I don't care. The way he looks at me cannot be ignored. The way we move together cannot be forgotten. The way he holds onto me will be my lifeline. Maddox Hayes is my childhood best friend. And he is and will always be the love of my life. The only problem? While Maddox is unaware that he's planning his own wedding, I, somehow, was unaware we were already committed to a relationship. And as things unravel, they became a mess we need to clean up. Along with every other obstacle we need to face on our way to the altar. Things will get a little messy. Tears will be shed. But not all tears are sad. Just like not all smiles are happy. RSVP to our wedding while you can, because I'm determined to marry the only one love of my life. So long as that's what he wants.

Jeon Jeongguk is a little, who has a hard time dealing with and taking care of himself. But, little does he know that there is gonna be someone who is going to shoo his all worries away. Kim Taehyung, the guy with a sweetheart, works in Wang industries as an Accountant. Let's see how destiny brings them together. ranks- #8 littlekook #23 babyspace #2 littlekook #24 toptaehyung #15 babyspace #118 babyspace #1 littlekook #7 taekook out of 54.5k stories #1 bottomjungkook out of 3.3k stories. #5 toptaehyung out of 2.8k stories The story contains an extreme level of fluff. vk69none©2021

(STORY ON HOLD) Forceful. Demanding. Arrogant. He is. Liam Alvaro Luciano is everything any living creatures fear, including me. My name is London Naomi Saint and this is a story about how 18-year-old me winded up with the world's most dangerous and ruthless mafia as a husband of mine.

"Colby?" Avery asks, his voice wavering only slightly. I turn to him, cursing at myself for hesitating, if only for a minute. "Yeah?" "Do you have a crush on me?" My heart shatters, but I can't lie. Not to him. Not about this. "Yes, Avery. I've had a crush on you since that day you got drunk and stumbled into my house. Every time I look at you, I can't help wanting to touch you and craving you." I pause, taking in a shuddering breath. "This doesn't have to change anything. You don't --" He snatches my hands. "You wanna touch me, Colby?" His sudden boldness stops me in my tracks. I nod slowly as he nears my face, his cheek brushing mine. He whispers in my ear, a raspy murmur that sends electric shocks through my entire body. "Do it. I fucking dare you." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Avery Thomas and Colby Beck are best friends; thick as thieves, but polar opposites. Where Avery is energetic and social, Colby is closed off and selects very few people to really know him. Their relationship has always been simply this: best friends. That is, until one drunken night like all of the others; Avery saunters into Colby's house, seeking help in his state. As he assists Avery, Colby realizes that he is beginning to become attracted to him in more ways than best friends should be. *WARNING* Mature sexual scenes and some homophobia. Chapters marked with "M" contain adultery or some sexual interaction between heroines. All scenes have consent, and characters are over 18. Be warned. Your mental health matters. DON'T COPYRIGHT! This is an original work.

*This story was originally published as a fanfiction on my other account* "Even if you are the last person left on earth, I will still not marry you!" Lucas said with anger and confidence. Arthur folded his hands in front of his chest and smirked. "Is that a challenge, sweetheart?" "Think whatever you want." Lucas said, feeling frustrated already. Arthur smirked as he came ahead and closed his distance with Lucas, who took a step back, but his chin was grabbed by Arthur's thumb and forefinger as he spoke with a smile, "You just declared a war honey and I never loose. I, Arthur, promise you that the next time I touch you it will be on our wedding day." Lucas smirked back, "That will never happen." "Let's see."

Like a bolt of lightning, this stupid boy appeared in my life. First day of summer break between first and second grade, he just appeared- standing on my porch like he was born there. Straight brown hair, wide dark eyes and a fresh sunburn across his cheeks. He was already talking before I even opened the door. I don't know how it happened but it's been ten years. And he's still here. Talking, whether or not I'm listening. Laughing, even if no one else is. He's still too quick- racing around the world like he's scared he's going to miss it. He's gotten taller...much taller. His hair is a little longer, a little wavier, but under the light it still looks the same golden brown it did when we were nine. And now, finally, he was a high school graduate. We both were. Like a bolt of lightning he appeared and like the sun he refused to disappear. _____________________________________________ I fell asleep with my chin pointed at him, the outline of his face being the last thing I saw. How was I supposed to do this? It had always been difficult, hiding this secret, keeping him close. But now, my focus was starting to slip. I couldn't see anything but his lips, his hands, his smile. I couldn't hear anything but my name in his mouth, his jagged breaths and that loud laugh. How am I supposed to be okay with this? How am I supposed to focus on anything other than him? #1- slowburn- 11.10.25🥇 #1- friends to lovers- 11.01.25🥇 #1- fluffandsmut- 11.02.25🥇 #1- college- 11.06.25🥇 #1- best friends- 11.12.25🥇 #1- teammates- 12.04.25 🥇 #1- college roommates- 12.30.25🥇 #1- mental health- 01.02.2026 🥇 #1- gay love- 01.02.2026 🥇 #2- roommates- 12.18.25🥈 #3- bxblove- 11.30.25🥉 #4- boyxboy- 11.01.25 #4- lgbt- 11.15.25 #14- boyxboyromance- 12.15.25 #22- basketball- 12.15.25