This is a series of times when Tony Stark forgotten his adopted son Peter Parker. Chapter Titles: 1. At school 2. Birthday 3. Allergies 4. Home Alone 5. Robotics Contest 6. Asthma 7. At the wedding 8. Baby sister

Peter licks his dry lips and tries to get his eyes to adjust to the brightness, his chest muscles pulling as he struggles to breathe against gravity. "Tony?" His voice is weak, full of fear and confusion and Jesus, he feels like his body is on fire. Why is everything on fire? "Right here, bud." "Wha's goin' on? Where's May?" "Still on her business trip. You've got a pretty high fever and your heart rate is through the roof. Gonna get you home and get both of them down, okay?" "Did I pass out?" He closes his eyes in embarrassment because he knows he did, knows that he's scared the shit out of Ned and Mrs. Benninger and MJ. MJ. Ugh. --------------- Peter gets sick with pneumonia right before Christmas and May's on a business trip, which leaves Tony in Dad Mode.

During the day, Peter Parker is just an average teenager, except for the fact that he's an orphan living in an abusive orphanage. But during the night, he's the famous Queens vigilante Spider-Man. What will happen when Peter becomes an intern for Stark Industries and the Avengers are sent to capture his alter-ego? | | | | Story Started: ~30/8-19~ Story Ended: ~13/1-20~ Cover by: Banannersandwich on instagram

[THIS IS A SAMPLE] Read the full story on Radish fiction. The link is in my Wattpad Bio. ---- Alexander isn't your typical nerd. He'll say what he wants, do what he wants, and verbally bash you while doing it. That's what Travis, a soccer player assigned to be tutored by Alexander, hates most about him. Confusing feelings, a drunken party, and a month of tutoring was all it took to get Travis to realize he was head over heels for the sharp-tongued Alex. Now, if only he knew where Alex's sarcasm switch was.

Only sample chps. Annabelle finds out that she is not the real daughter of the Alpha at her werewolf pack. As the world she knows comes collapsing down, she has to hide from the Demon Lord who is determined to find her. Will the Werewolf King yield to the Demon Lord's ultimatum and give her to the enemy or will she be the cause of a looming war between the two species? More importantly, who is Belle and what does the Demon Lord want with her? Belle's meeting with the Werewolf King does not go very well, she finds him to be an arrogant bastard! Worse still, he wants nothing to do with her. "Why do I feel you're my mate? What have you done to me? "bellowed the King. "How do you know I am not your mate?" I asked, growling in frustration. I did not want to be his mate any more than he wanted me to be his, but his cocky attitude was getting to me. "Because you are not even a werewolf," he grunted, his black irises shimmering dangerously. "You're a liar," I screamed not caring that I was talking to the most lethal creature in the world. He roared in laughter, the sound of which irritated the hell out of me. Aargh! How I wanted to rip his heart out even as I wanted to glue my body to his and stay there forever, basking in his scent. I was so mad that I wanted to show him how wrong he was. Soon, he would be sorry, he would kneel and beg for my forgiveness. The mental image of him on his knees made my lips twitch with amusement. I started phasing out to my wolf form, and when I stood in all my glory, I prowled and preened to show off my beautiful fur. He laughed even harder. I simply wanted to kill him. Yes, my wolf was small, but it existed. Why the hell wasn't he on his knees then? "As I said, you're not a werewolf," he repeated. Huh, what did he mean by that?

Haunted. Terrified. Alone. Those three words seem to be the only emotions that seventeen year old Gabriel Adams knows how to feel. At the age of thirteen, when other boys were chasing after pretty girls and playing in the dirt, Gabriel had been kidnapped and molested. Now, several years later, Gabriel still can't return to the normal life he'd lived before the Incident. He's terrified of the dark, and even the daytime gives him anxiety attacks. Gabriel hates being touched. A simple brush against him will set him off into spasms while panic quickly takes over his mind. It seems as if nothing will relieve Gabriel from the constricting, painful claws of the man who'd done him harm, and Gabriel is becoming desperate. That's when Evan Ricci steps in. Evan, a stubborn yet surprisingly selfless teenager, moves to the small, quiet town of Clydesdale Heights. When Evan sees a small, awkward blond haired boy carrying pop boxes across the street while he's bringing moving boxes into the new house, he decides to help him. Things don't go exactly as planned, though, and their relationship begins with a rather rough start. The two eventually learn to bond, and Evan helps Gabriel learn to deal with the psychological consequences of being molested, which eventually blooms into an understanding so deep they can't imagine themselves with anyone but the other. A hint of infatuation sparks up, but not quite yet will the love blossom out like most. Their love will take time. And lots of patience and persistence, too.

I forced him to marry me. Now I suffer the consequences of my choice.

Vianca thought her temporary arrangement with Mitsui would be simple -- survive the marriage, protect her heart, and walk away unscathed. But with a husband who is magnetic yet unreadable, love feels like a trap and trust could cost everything. Now she must decide whether to fight for a love she never expected or break free before it destroys her. © FrozenFire26 Highest Rank: #1 in Humor #1 in General Fiction

NOTE: Bata pa lang po ako nang ginawa ko tong story na to kaya pagpasensiyahan na lang kung makokornihan kayo. Isang babae. Isang lalake. Magkaaway. Magsasama sa isang bubong for four months. Sa apat na buwan na puro pagbabangayan lamang ang ginagawa ay maraming magbabago. May dadagdag sa buhay nila. May aalis. May babalik. Sa apat na buwan na iyon, May mangyayari kayang isang bagay na hindi nila inaasahan? Notice: My work is original. If anyone found this story from another website, please report it to me right away. I repeat, This work is original. I am the one who wrote this story, no one else but me. Thank you and God bless! (c) Athena Lang (iheartsarcasm)

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