"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}

"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?"

Melody Jones being a pirates niece, loved the seas of Neverland. But what happens when Melody ends up in the hands of Captain Hook's enemy ....... Peter Pan?

"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."

I was lonely and scared of what I couldn't see. I desperately hoped help would come to me. I believed help would come to me. I believed help would save me. Little did I know, help would come in a dark, beautiful, and dangerously enchanting way. I got caught up in something beyond just me. I got caught up in him, all of him. He saved me from the dark, only to bring me into something darker. He was Peter, Peter Pan.

Avalon(or Ava) Highmark lives in the woods just outside the village of Hamelin. When she was 9 years old, her father was supposedly killed by thieves, but Ava knows better. Now, 8 years later, her little brother goes missing. Along with several other young boys in the village. When Ava embarks on a rescue mission, she is whisked away to Neverland. Involuntary feelings blossom. Secrets are revealed. Ava is dragged into a war that she is not willing to fight. But Pan refuses to give up on her. Is Peter Pan really a monster? Or he just...broken? Cover made by DaysPastTwelve