[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "I will savour every part of your body; every nook and every cranny. I will make you feel like my last meal. And I will do it with your husband in the next room." Sofia's breathing became ragged. She held the stupid cookbook to her chest like a lifesaver, but she couldn't stop her heart bashing against it. And Vaughn? His hand had somehow slipped up the hem of her dress... (Cover by @ilovepizaaaa)

"Those who know her name think of her only as a myth. After all, who would believe that the most feared being in all existence has a soft spot, or could be controlled with a single word uttered from her very lips?" - Audrea Mikaelson wakes up in a new century with burning questions and is determined to get the answers from her insufferable husband, Klaus Mikaelson. #2 in Niklaus Mikealson #1 in elijamikealson #1 in klaus 《s3 ep 13 》

Derek Hale is the black sheep of the family, always has been. That's why he moved to Seattle. Now he's got a job he loves, a nice apartment with an incredibly hot and endearing neighbor, Stiles Stilinski. One night when Derek's overly large and demanding family shows up early for their yearly visit, they run into Stiles, who is accidentally introduced as Derek's boyfriend.

(NO TRANSLATIONS) It had been 28 days since Stiles watched Scott bite the Nogitsune. 28 days since he killed someone or hurt his friends. The entire month of February came and went in 28 days, but it felt like it had only been yesterday that Stiles was waking up screaming in a place he didn't recognize. Less than 24 hours since he kidnapped Lydia and killed Allison. There wasn't a soul in Beacon Hills that Stiles hadn't hurt in some way. He still woke up screaming, still had trouble differentiating between what was real and what was not. Scott and his friends didn't understand -they knew, they saw it, but they didn't understand. Because the Nogitsune didn't just trick the people around him, he tricked Stiles too. Constantly.

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

There's a never-ending list of things that Derek regrets in his life. Offering the Bite to a group of emotionally unstable teenagers, not putting Peter back into his grave immediately after he crawled out, anything involving Kate Argent. Now he can add taking advice from Stiles Stilinski to the list. Go track down the witch with Scott, he said. Commune with your Alpha on the hunt, he said. Finally grow a spine and ask him out, he said. Never again. Because now there's a child staring at him. A cherubic-faced child is frowning at him from the spot where Scott once stood. | Complete | 27,973 | Romance | Angst | Polyamory | This story includes de-aged Scott who is a cutie patoot, pining Derek, established Sterek, established Sciles, polyamory, open relationship, insecure Derek/Scott/Stiles, and angst with a happy ending.

Derek wouldn’t say he’s an unobservant person. He’s good at taking in his surroundings, analyzing a situation enough to know whether he should stay or leave for his own comfort. But when he drives to and from work, his world becomes the inside of his car, and his thoughts turn to the errands or projects he has to do rather than looking at the countless advertisements and billboards he drives past. That is until he notices something from the corner of his eye as he’s stuck in rush hour traffic on the way home. *Cover art by mianewarcher.tumblr.com

So maybe Stiles has this fantasy. Maybe it's his favorite one. And maybe he makes a post about it on a community sex blog. There's nothing shameful about that. That's what it's for. He expects most of the responses he gets - the supporters, the enthusiasts, the creeps. But the simple message: "Would you trust me to give you that?" After that, all bets are off. | Complete | 13,351 words | Smut | Romance | Werewolves are Known AU | This story includes Safe, Sane, Consensual BDSM, casual sex, anonymous sex, bondage, orgasm delay/denial, slight dubcon roleplay (in concept rather than practice), rough sex, prior consent, kink negotiation, aftercare, werewolves are known AU, intensely platonic/pseudo-romantic Sciles, and platonic Sciles kisses.

Derek Hale is a loud mouthed Londoner with the band Unknown Artist. He's been in the tabloids for everything ranging from fights to what poor person he's stringing along this week. Derek's never been one to settle down, he's written several songs about how he won't, until one drunken mistake leaves him married to stranger he picked up at pub. At age twenty, Stiles Stilinski is one of the youngest in his field. He's nice, sweet, and a bit too innocent. Demanding that he takes a break from his doctoral research, Stiles' best friend decides they need a trip to England to celebrate all they've accomplished. He has one too many at a bar, and wakes up in the tattooed arms of a stranger with wrapped up bracelet on his ring finger.