Sleep all day... party all night. David once thought that was the only purpose to his half-life. Stalking through the shadows of Santa Carla, the puppet of his maker,he silently pines his once-human days. David tries to hide the whirling void of loneliness he is spiraling into from the other Lost Boys, and instead throws himself into the waging war of colonies. Lost in the shadows of his kind, David feels he is heading straight into an eternity of meaningless existence. Until he meets Star.

"You don't have to be blood to be family." Santa Carla in the mid-80's had one hell of a nightlife. It was the Murder Capital Of The World and the Boardwalk was a bright neon jewel in California's supernatural crown. That was until Max showed up to stake his claim. The locals were not about to simply step aside and let that happen however. Not without a fight. So a band of blood brothers, The Lost Boys, teamed up with an unlikely ally to defend what was rightfully theirs. That was a big mistake. Enjoy the three-part backstory of the 80's cult classic film that brought a new generation of bloodsuckers into the bright neon-infused light. Plot-holes are filled. Questions are answered. As to why the Lost Boys, a pack of blood-thirsty nightcrawlers, ended up dusted the way they did...or did they...there is only one way to crack that old chestnut. Disclaimer: I do not own nor hold any claim to the characters/concepts/plots etc. from The Lost Boys film/book/comic/script franchise. This is merely a work of fan-fiction for enjoyment sake and there is no profit being made from it. No copyright infringement is ever intended. All original characters/concepts/storylines etc. that is not found in the Lost Boys film/book/comic/script franchise however do belong to me. They will not be used/borrowed/mirrored/lifted in any way without my consent. Thank you.

(Title & summary suck, but I'll try to make the story good, I promise) Four women who've been best friends for years have each been dealt a shitty hand in life. Living day by day, they're constantly running for their lives, either from the cops, or their pasts. Leaving Boston Massachusetts due to trouble with the cops (again) fate deals another hand & leads them to Santa Carla California, also known as the Murder Capitol Of The World. What does fate have in store for them this time? And could Santa Carla's infamous Lost Boys have something to do with it? (The Lost Boys 1987 and its characters are owned by Warner Brothers Studios & Joel Schumacher, I only own my OCs)

Jasmine is like every other normal 18 year old out their but their is one thing that nobody knows something she will never tell.When her mom sends her and her friend to go visit her friend Lucy for the summer with her two sons to Santa Carla for the summer.What happens when she goes to the boardwalk one night and meets a girl and a little boy and ends up seeing four boys on bikes? I mean what is the worst that could happen?

"You know--" I felt my blood run cold. Somebody was screaming, and it was coming from behind us. "Indie," I whispered, "What the fuck?" I slowly turned around and realized it was coming from the alley way we always pass by after work. "No fucking way Laurie, leave it be." She whisper yelled. "OK but it could literally just be a crackhead and all we have to do is call the cops. No big deal." We slunk over to the wall and waited for anymore noises. "Great we checked it out now let's--" More screams rang in our ears before muffled voices filled the air. "Oh my fuck, Laurie. We're not doing this, uh uh, honey. We have to go, now!" "If she dies it's your fault, dumb ass. Let's just take a peek, OK?" I reasoned. "...fine, fine..." She sighed. Slowly, we crept to the edge of the wall leading into the alleyway and peeped a look at four men standing around a girl drowning in her own blood. As she was coughing, gurgling and spluttering her last words, her head lolled to the side, and she looked us right in the eyes. Her eyes lit up and she tried to speak, and that's when we felt it, they were looking right at us. Based on the 1987 movie: 'The Lost Boys' All rights reserved, I do not own any of Joel Schumacher's characters. Laurie Lee and Indigo Miller are my personal OC's.

majesty (n) - impressive stateliness, dignity, or beauty When Kirianna Emerson moves to Santa Carla with her family, she's given the chance to leave years of abuse in the rearview. Once there, she meets a group that begins to usurp her family's importance in her life. Blood is thicker than water, but what do you do when your blood is pulling you in two different directions? Previously titled 'The Lost Princess' Lost Boys/Angel Crossover

"How do you keep a flower shop open in Santa Carla of all places?" "Easist gift for the grieving. Flower shops thrive in places like this." "And how come I've never seen you before?" "Keep your head down here, and maybe someone won't end up buying flowers for you." The Lost Boys (1987) Lost Boys x OC Started: November 15, 2018 Completed: December 28, 2018 74k+ words

Your entire life can change in a blink of the eye. You can either roll with it or struggle against the tide. For Mattie Emerson, the choices she makes will forever alter her relationship with the people. Originally posted on fanfiction.net, but with some minor changes.

"Do not touch the lost boys. The Lost Boys are off limits. No one is allowed talk about them behind there back. No one is allowed to judge them. No one is allowed to look them in the eye. No one is allowed to challenge them. Those are the rules." (Currently editing)

Imagines for The Lost Boys characters. I will be doing Michael, Star, Marco, Dwayne, Paul, and David. I just don't really feel comfortable writing imagines about the children so I'm leaving them out. Key: 💖 - fluff 💔 - angst 💝 - smut Requests are open! Comment or message them to me! :)