This fic is officially discontinued as of May 2021! Check out the author's note at the end of the story for more information. •••••• Sawyer Hale's family burned to death in a fire when she was ten years old. Her uncle, Peter, was the only other survivor - but even that came at a price. Six years later, and she lives with the Stilinskis, until she's old enough to move out. But, on the full moon, Sawyer hears a howl. A howl that can only mean one thing - werewolves are back in Beacon Hills. •••••• "Allison!" I yelled, bolting towards the dark-haired girl's locker. I grunted as I collided with someone, toppling us both onto the ground. At the last minute, the guy flipped us so he took the brunt of the fall, and I landed on his chest. I stared, wide-eyed, at none other than Scott McCall, who sighed in relief when he saw me. "You're okay," he whispered, his brown eyes filled with a warmth and fondness that made my heart flutter. ••••TEEN WOLF FANFICTION•••• •••SEASON NÚMERO UNO & DOS•••

[Book 1] ❝Now if you'll excuse me. I'm going to go get drunk enough for you to seem interesting❞ Sienna McCall is the definition of a bad crowd, her reckless behaviour was like playing with a loaded gun. Just like any misunderstood teen, she didn't know who she was. Asking her dad any questions just led her to more questions instead of answers. She knew nothing of her mother, and her lies she fed people about her mother were taking a toll on her. What Sienna didn't expect was to get thrown out by her dad and get sent to a place called Beacon Hills, where her suppose dead mother is. Sienna is in rage when she even finds out her dead beat mother is alive but not its not the only thing that shocked her. It seemed that Sienna was playing with her own bullet that wasn't suppose to hit her yet, and instead it blew up in all kinds of madness. It was game over for this Pretty Reckless. Season 1&2 [I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF] [COVER BY KENSIE]

"Yes, I'm in love with him, but it's not like it matters anyway. He's head over heels for Lydia, I don't even stand a chance. Face it Scott, I'll always be the one watching from the sidelines."

"You do realize that I'm supposed to tell you when you're throwing yourself into a dangerous situation and that doing this will probably get you killed, right?" "I don't need you to take care of me, Sage." "Says the werewolf that fell into the floor." Sage Connelly was notoriously known for the fire that killed her entire family when she was only ten years old. Granted, that name held importance for an entire year before people eventually forgot about the Connelly's and the other family involved in the fire, the Hale's. Nearly six years later, when the little girl is not so little anymore, Sage comes back with more than just a leather jacket hanging on her shoulders. She comes back with a personality distinctly different from what her old friends remembered, not only stunning Jackson Whittemore into silence but efficiently taking away Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski's ability to talk about the dead body found in the woods the night before. Even more, the bite on Scott's body that held an importance only two people in town could help him with: Sage, to her dismay, was one of them. When Derek Hale calls upon her help, giving her the title of Scott McCall's personal babysitter, she's inevitably forced to tag along with the boy's trusty side-kick. The introverted and overly, well, intimidating qualities that the blonde had lead Stiles Stilinski into an unfathomable struggle of convincing himself that Sage Connelly was just a crush, and that Lydia Martin would forever be the one holding his heart. That lasted as long as the one-way conversation the boy had with the strawberry blonde in the middle of a hospital. His downward spiral leads him directly into the arms of a stubborn, damn blonde that was confident she didn't need a boy in her life that was still tripping over an elementary school crush. [Season One & Two of Teen Wolf] IN THE SLOW PROCESS OF EDITING. SEQUEL IS NOW PUBLISHED, 'STILL' © Copyright 2016 | vividparacosm Cover: @amberIes