Take these imagines, and read them. While reading these images, I advise you to: • have a pillow nearby • not wear make-up, unless you want it smeared. • TRY to not fangirl. • break a chair (if you need too) • get some ice cream Because you will • cry • get angry • scream • fangirl • get all happy and gushy You have been warned.

"I don't want to exist, I want to live. I want even the darkest pieces inside her. I want to kiss the sorrow off her skin. Isn't that what love is? Isn't that what this beautifully constructed torture feels like? But I want the same from her. The power-hungry part of me wants something in return. I want her to love even the most monstrous parts of me. I want her to love me for the madman I am."

Taken one night by Peter Pan, you find yourself unable to understand if you've been caught in a nightmare or a dream. Peter keeps his distance, but it is only to protect you and everyone around you. For the shadow keeps his watch. It is your job to bring back the free-spirited Peter Pan. It is your job to bring light to Neverland and remove all darkness. But can you do that?

What if I told you Felix had a younger sister named Anne? And what if I told you that after Felix left to become a lost boy, Anne found a box filled of all Neverland secrets? What if finally--when Pan plays his special song, Anne follows it to go find her brother? Pan doesn't approve of girls but can he resist taking Anne away to Neverland after he finds out shes the sister to one of his excellent lost boys? At war with Henry's saviors...Pan might just need another soldier...but what happens when love stands in the way of it all? And there's a reason why Pan doesn't approve of lost girls... "Tell me..." Pan started sliding his hand down Anne's arm. She shoved his hand away. "Tell you what--" "Did you feel it--" "I felt nothing--" "--how much I wanted you? How much I wanted everything you could possibly offer--never had I been more attracted--" "I don't care!" Anne spat. "Oh but of course you do! Because you wanted me too...only for a moment but you wanted me." [This story is also on Quotev as well under the name Peter Pan's storyteller] (Completed w/a sequel)

"Because you've forgotten what it's like to actually feel something." I whispered. Peter's expression softened and the only sounds between us were the steady unsynchronized breaths falling from our lips. He swallowed, the closeness of our bodies making my heart beat faster and adrenaline course through me. The feeling was neither pleasant nor unpleasant as I looked into his forest green eyes. "How can you make me feel so belittled with only words?" his troubled voice fell into a whisper and he gripped my shoulders. "Is it your goal to stand before me and pull me apart until I am nothing?"

[A NEVERLAND TALE] "What are those?" "Earbuds" "What are those...?" "They make it so when I play music only I can hear it" "How" All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2014 | Pinkars

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