Request and Receive Peter Pan Imagines! (Mainly OUAT based, but I also take non-OUAT based imagines.) Current continued Imagines (planned to be more than 1 chapter long imagines): -Remember this! Nicole Peregrine returns to Neverland after vowing to leave forever. When she arrives she finds that not only the rules of the island have changed, but also the man she once loved.

[ COMPLETED ] [BOOK HAS BEEN HEAVILY EDITED & IS UNDERGOING MORE EDITING BC 13 Y/O WRITING IS BAD AND I HATE THIS AND IDC ANYMORE PLS STOP ATTACKING ME] Adelaide Weller is a 17 year old girl.. with a fear of the monster under her bed. But is it a monster, or a boy? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- This story features dArK, slightly diSTuRBiNg & eXTrEMeLy cRiNgEy Pan, so be warned. SERIOUSLY, I wrote this book to unhinge the romanticizing of a toxic boy, and the violence he would put someone in this position through. THIS. IS. NOT. A. ROMANCE. THIS BOOK MAKES ABSOLUTELY NO SENSE IDK WHY YALL STILL READ IT BUT GO OFF IG <3 I do put warnings on chapters with "swearing" and "violence" however if you don't find it to be represented as such, just remember that other people might see it that way so that's why I put it there.

"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."

"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?"

"I knew you couldn't. No matter how many times you tell yourself that you are strong, you're not. I think you wanted me to find you. You wanted me to talk to you. Because you're still that same scared, weak girl you were when I met you. In fact, I wish I would have killed you then." He hissed, smirking at her. He felt so powerful in that moment. He thought he had finally won. He was getting the heart he needed. And Eden was suffering. "You're right. I haven't changed... nor completely. I'm a fool for still loving you." She whispered. Pans smirk faded, yet he said nothing. He showed no expression on his face. He just stared at the girl, with tears in her eyes. The heart break she carried with her all these years showed. She looked restless. Hopeless. Lost... "Yes. You are a fool. Because with ever fiber in my being, with all the emotion I have left in me, I hate you, Eden."