{Sequel to Staying With the Hales.} Five years after Stiles and Derek come out to their family,both boys have graduated college,live in a condo together, and have very successful careers. Life is good,until Derek gets a call from his sister Laura who has invited Stiles and him to a camp retreat with the rest of the family.They go of course but the trip just might stir up some trouble.

Derek takes the pack on a vacation weekend to a beach, where they share a house. Derek and Stiles are forced to share a room after Allison and Scott claim one room, and Lydia claims another for her and Jackson. This leads the two towards bonding and more.

This will be a more detailed and longer version of the story in my one shots. Basically Stiles gets hit with a curse and is left on Derek's door step. Derek is not pleased at first but he becomes pretty close to the spastic toddler. The rest of the pack leave Stiles with Derek while they hunt the witch down. Lots of fluff, and cute moments that Lydia always catches. I do not own the characters in this story. They are all Jeff's.

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]

"Get the fuck out of my house!" my dad shouted. "Gladly. But, before I go, I have just one thing to say; you've never been a good father. You've always treated Poppy and her mother like absolute shit." "You know nothing about being a father, you little prick!" "Yeah? Well, your innocent little girl calls me daddy when I fuck her from behind, so that's close enough for me," Knox spat before hauling me out of my seat and leaving. *** Ever since Poppy Nicole was little, she's been a shy girl with a heart of pure gold. Her innocence is glaringly obvious and she has nothing but the best intentions for everyone on her mind. Everyone has always loved the sweet-minded girl. Knox Carmichael is Charleston, South Carolina's resident bad boy and infamous hell-raiser. He's been on a first-name basis with law enforcement since the young age of ten-years-old. Before his parents became fed up and sent him away to military school when he was fourteen, one of Knox's favorite pass times was taunting his one and only Poppy. Poppy's life was going great. Fantastic even. She was accepted into the local university aside her best friend - and Knox's little sister - Kiara and she couldn't wait to get a start on her nursing studies. But then life takes a turn for the worst as the devil himself shows up unannounced to their dorm just as the girls are unpacking their belongings. Poppy hopes that Knox has grown up and put an end to his torturous ways. If only she knew just how wrong she actually was. If only she knew he was back for one thing, and one thing only. To take what is, and always has been, rightfully his; Poppy. COPYRIGHT AuthorrUnknown ALL RIGHTS RESERVED **STORY WILL CONTAIN STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, AND SEXUAL THEMES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK** Hit 1 Million on 11/25/16, Highest Ranking: #1 in Drama Cover by Loutka

"You're so lame." Alexander comments as he walks into the kitchen. "Shut up, I don't care." I scoff as I continue to make myself a sandwich. "You know, maybe guys will notice you more once you stop wearing your father's clothes." He teases and at that moment, I turn around to face him and give him a fuming glare. "Leave me alone." I hiss through gritted teeth before storming out of the kitchen, leaving behind my sandwich. ✕❤︎✕❤︎✕❤︎ A 16 year old girl named Courtney is not your average teenager. She buys her clothes from the men's section and only has two friends. But not for long. Her mother gets proposed by a wealthy man and she is forced to live with the school's biggest player. Unfortunately for her, he doesn't know how to mind his own business...unless he's with a girl. 1 girl, 1 boy, 1 marriage, 1 confusing relationship. ✕❤︎✕❤︎✕❤︎ ©2015, Kim Herz

"Are you wet for me baby doll?" his whisper feathering my ear, while I could imagine the smirk on his lips. My eyes were shut, the more he teased me the more turned on I was. Stroking my inner thigh delicately with the tips of his fingers wasn't helping either. Sending a spark up my spine tingling my nerve endings in my entire body. What is going on with me? *THIS IS FOR MATURE READERS AS IS CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT AND STRONG LANGUAGE* *I do not own the rights to the cover photo* Alex Thompson has always been at the top of the food chain when it comes to intelligence, it has been both a gift and a curse for her. She has been away in UCLA studying and she soon finds out her boyfriend has been cheating on her, by catching him in the act. Her older sister's wedding is coming up in the end of summer so she has to go to her second home for thanksgiving in Savannah, Georgia to help her sister plan. While returning to her Savannah home on the beach, she knows the Carter family will be in attendance, their families have been close ever since she was nine. Alex is two years younger than her older brother Kyle, but she was put in the same year as him because she was academically gifted, being the youngest gives her a lot of protection. Kyle best friend with one of the Carter boys, Knox, who grew to be NFL football player and an extremely handsome sex god, and boy does he know it. All his life he has played football, and being a professional footballer has his benefits... especially with the females. He is known for being one of the best players both on and off the field, never sticking to the same girl. Alex and Knox have despised each other for years, but when they meet each other again in Savannah will their feelings have changed for each other?

Jayla lived throughout high school being tortured by her childhood friend, Caleb. He made sure she didn't make one friend--stringing her 34A bra on the flagpole, pantsing her in front of his whole football team, posting the ugliest pictures in flyers around the school, and if that didn't seem bad, senior year, during graduation, he sent her dress up flying and everyone got a sight of her stupid thong. When they finally meet again, he's the sexy quarterback of the Jets, and she's a lone artist in New Jersey. Due to the circumstances, she's his new...Girlfriend? How can she possibly date a demon like him?!

When your mate is an Alpha and you're the rogue that causes all the trouble, you can't exactly go up to him and say "How's it going big guy! Even though I've been causing trouble in your pack and school, I'm sure you'll love to know that I'm your destiny for the next fifty years until you end up 6 feet under." So no. I wasn't going to tell him that I was the future Luna of his pack. Who in their right mind would do that? Unfortunately, matters of the heart is something the brain doesn't seem to understand. ** © alw_13 All rights reserved *Cover picture found on Google images, edited.

***Please note that this book has been taken down because it's been published, and you can see only the sample chapters of the published version. **This is Bullied's sequel, and it can't be read as a stand-alone. *This blurb contains spoilers, so it is advised not to read it unless you read Bullied first. -------------------------- Two months have passed since the day I pushed Hayden away. Two months since I found out he loved me and wanted to be with me. I've been trying to move on and forget about him, but my heart refuses to listen. Hayden had almost died saving me. Half of me wants to forgive him for everything and give him another chance. The other half prevents me from doing so, distrusting him and ignoring my heart's desires. Hayden is dark and complicated, and as the days pass, he gets further away from me, ignoring me whenever our paths cross. I have less than a year before I go to college, and I won't see him ever again. I have to believe I will get over him and move on with my life. I have to believe in my future without him. Unless he didn't really move on, and our masks are about to fall.