Sam: I was raised the way that teaches you to be selfless. That's what I was doing my whole life. Taking care of my little brother when my parents couldn't or didn't want to, helping with chores, working, doing my best at school so I don't embarrass my family name, following my father's dreams and mothers expectations. Everything for them, to satisfy them, to please them. No one was ever satisfied with me though, I'm never good enough for no one. So as usual I bought a drink to reward myself for a once again perfect score on the exam. One drink turns into five and I find myself following some guy with pretty eyes. What I didn't know is that next time we meet I'm not going to be the one drunk and it's not going to be the last time I see him either. Quite the opposite, he'll manage to turn my life upside down, ruining it completely, and only the end of the world will be able to fix all of it. Daryl: When I was younger I used to think I was born with a curse in my blood, but then I understood that life is just a bitch. From my mother's death to surviving under my father's thumb and then jumping under Merle's. Whole my life I stood neck deep in shit, be it bird shit, my own shit or my family's. Every day is a stupid fight to not drown in that pool of shit, and for years the only thing keeping me floating were drugs and alcohol. But then, this bloody sunshine dropped into my life. After all the years of violence and roughness I grew to crave him like a secret drug. His gentle touch, his unconditional love and care. As much as my scarred soul craves it, this thing between us is crossing all the lines and breaking all the rules I knew. So I drown in ecstasy and weed even more, trying to figure myself out, so lost in my own bullshit that I didn't notice that his perfect life isn't as good as he says it is, and when I finally open my eyes, he's gone. He's fucking gone, and world is too, or at least the way we knew it.

Like ordinary full moons, the eclipse causes werewolves to lose all control. Drastically different, however, it is a much more powerful pull and mimics the state of their shifted form. Seeing as no werewolf can shift permanently, they need a human anchor to retain contact with during the eclipse. Derek Hale's instincts have chosen for him, but what if his new anchor refuses to open the door? Rated Ⓜ for profanity and strong sexual situations. -- takes place in Beacon Hills, before we know the identity of the alpha --

He isn't okay. Then again, he hasn't been okay for a very long time || COMPLETED ||

Stiles and Derek have trouble sleeping. Somehow, the Pack suggests it would make things better if they spend the night together. Will it? Warning for sexual content

A Sterek fiction. When Derek realises that Stiles has become a trigger for him he tries to stay away. He knows that waiting until it passes is the best thing for both of them, but after being forced to stay together in a pool for hours Derek can't help but seek Stiles out. Little does he know that he is stirring something in both of them that they didn't even know existed. Warning: This story does contain smut.

Slight rewrite done March of 2022 Derek and Stiles fight their feelings for each other. What happens when they finally open up to each other? Sterek ***MPREG***

One night, just one and now Stiles and Derek must deal with the consequences. Stiles ends up becoming pregnant and they both decide it's best kept a secret until Stiles is ready to announce their unborn child to their family. But keeping this secret is a lot harder then Stiles thought and his life is turned completely upside down.

Stiles shoved another handful of curly fries into his mouth as a sudden growl echoed through the cafeteria. Stiles rolled his eyes "here we go again," he mumbled around the mouthful of food.

Stiles hates condom. He wants Derek to fill him everytime they...you know. Stiles loves the sensation. Derek is a werewolf anyway, what disease he could possibly have? His mate needs to relax. Besides, it's not like Stiles can get PREGNANT. (Guess again)