"They claim that you are.. promiscuous, and unashamedly so." I said boldly, as we were alone in the vast hall. "Promiscuous?" he chuckled, a sheepish grin crawling upon his face. "No, Ms Devereaux, I simply dip my cup where there is plenty, and my dear, the world's pleasures are undoubtedly plentiful." he stated, lowering his voice. His eyes - full of mischief as he tossed the apple, catching it in his palm as it fell. "If only you are willing take them." He placed the fruit in my hand and with a nod of his head, he turned on his heel and left me without words.. {cover creds: robbie-idkay on Tumblr}

My fear is so deep that a thousand years couldn't save me now.

If I had known how much I'd have to endure, maybe I wouldn't have been such a fool. Robbie Kay, the death of me. The boy who saved my life once and once more. The boy whom I will forever be in debt to. A risk for the taking.

Camilla McCallister is a wild and free-spirited 16 year old, but when her dad decides that he can't handle her any more he sends her away. Camilla is sure she can't be tamed, but when her boat gets sucked in a whirlpool and she awakes on an island with a mysterious but sexy boy{Peter Pan} will she be proven wrong???

"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."

"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?"

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)