This is a book that's going to contain Robbie Kay or Peter Pan preferences.

To me, Peter Pan always seemed like he can get any girl's interest. After meeting him for the first time, I have decided that my fate didn't belong to him. Peter, untainted by my rejection, took it as a challenge. A game, if you prefer. 10 days for me to fall in love with him which meant 10 days for him to prove himself to me. If I didn't reveal any feelings towards him by then, I was granted access off the island. But if I caved in to him, I, Amber Hawthorne, would never leave Neverland ever again. One problem, everyone knows that Peter Pan never fails. {FINISHED, BUT EDITING}

A collection of one-shots of our favorite lost boy from OUAT This book is now completed. #3 in #robbiekayfanfiction

Who knew that one book would change everything, no I am not talking about the once upon a time book that has all the fairytales in it, no. I am talking about 'the real peter pan' book. the book that tells you everything about the real Peter Pan and the real Neverland. what happens when Maddie stumbles upon this book, and is taken to Neverland and what happens when she meets the all so famous Peter Pan. and when Peter Pan finds out about this book, he wanted it, and everyone knows Peter Pan never fails. Everyone knows Peter is evil and dark but can Maddie make a spark inside of his heart. Find out in The Real Neverland OUAT it's because it's my own version I hope you enjoy!)

Senior year finally arrived, and you couldn't wait to leave as soon as the year finishes. Sure you'll miss the school dramas, blossoming friendships, since it made your experience rather interesting. But what made it more of a fun experience, was the arrival of the new kid, Robbie Kay. His attitude screamed egotistical, his appearance was sex, and his behavior danger. He wasn't your average teenager, he'd rather enjoy drowning himself in parties, and screwing every girl he sees in the locker room. And you happened to be his next target. Will you play hard, or surrender? update july 11, 2021: on the note that i've written this years ago, i apologize for the ignorance i had whilst producing this poor excuse of a fanfic. being exposed to the internet at a young age, i hadn't realized the effect i had with sharing my works online, as i wrote this purely for fun. i take full responsibility for the awful things i may have said/written and will continue to move forward to grow as a person. i thank those constructive (and albeit humorous) commentary that i still see from my old email, and thank you for pointing out the flaws from the past. y/n has been normalized to become such a flat character, and i applaud our generation for noticing this. so thank you, and i will continue to carry out the things you have all taught me today. <3

"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."

What if Prom changes his life? [Two-Shot]

"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?"

Normally his pants would, but this time his eyes bulged. "Arranged Marriage?!" Ever been in a situation where your parents have lost it and decided to suddenly force you to marry some dude who sleeps with the whole female population? Here's a spoiler, it's NOT at all pretty.