When Derek's twin brother moves back to Beacon Hills the pack is shocked. They didn't know Derek had a brother much less a twin. Gage immediately takes an interest in Stiles and it starts to cause problems. Derek and Stiles already bicker and argue but now that Gage is home Derek is snappier than usual. Thing can't get any more tense or so Derek thinks. When an unfortunate event puts Stiles in danger Derek blames himself and shuts Stiles out completely, allowing room for Derek's twin brother.

It has been 10 years since Scott, Stiles and the rest of their friends graduated high school. Their lives went in completely different directions after high school, and unfortunately, the two best friends lost touch and never saw each other after graduation. They both regret it, but life happens. They eventually find partners and have kids. Life seems pretty good, until everything stops being good. The fairytale ending becomes more of a horror story, particularly for Stiles. He has to escape the relationship that he is in so he can protect his daughter from harm. Lydia and Isaac, his two closest friends after all this time, help him in any way that they can. Scott's marriage doesn't last and he has full custody of his son. His friends Allison, Kira, Malia and Liam help him out if Scott ever needs it. One day, Scott and Stiles' worlds will collide unexpectedly once more. Will they be able to pick up their friendship from where they left off, or is it too late? Or are there perhaps new feelings there that weren't there before? Note: There is no supernatural in this story. Story cover made by: @stiles24stilinski

none of them expected that... but somehow, it happened • #10 on "kaycee rice• • #5 on "seaycee"•

Percy Jackson and Nico di Angelo are gay together. No regrets. I own nothing.

Jaron is suffering. Memories and nightmares haunt him. But life is perfect. He and Imogen are married now, and he has been the King of Carthya for four years. But he misses his family. He would do anything to get them back, but that's impossible... Or that's what he thinks... Follow Jaron as he suffers through the problems that Carthya throws at him constantly, and see how the Ascendant King of Carthya takes charge once again. ------------------------------------ This is a "The False Prince" fanfic. It takes place four years after "The Shadow Throne". Some characters may be changed for this story to work. I own nothing except for my original characters.

Follow the brightest star and you can find your way home. In a world of liars, traitors, and thieves, two souls find each other. But now, against all odds, they must defeat their destinies. Will they prevail?

I met him a long time ago. I've known him for most of my life and out of all people, I've mostly spent my time with him, by his side whether it's the line at the tiny coffee shop around the corner, a seat on an airplane or the place that means the most, the dancefloor. We were kids when we shared the stage for the first time, him 14 and I a mere 13-year-old. Back then it all seemed so simple. Somewhere along the line, he found his way into my days. It was easy. He became my best friend, my shoulder to cry on when the weight got too heavy to carry. For the longest time, he was the rock I leaned on, the person I trusted to lift my feet off the ground and bring me back down safely. As we grew older, not much changed. He and I were one on the dancefloor, a united front with a bond we thought would never be broken. I still trusted him to be there when I reached out and to catch me if I fell. Still no bruising, at least not on the outside for the people watching to see. And there were many curious, expectant eyes. Even more voices to cheer us on and offer their input as to who we were, who we should be and who we were made for. I spent countless hours reading the comments made by people from the other side of the world. How we were magic together, how we were our best selves while connected by a song on the floor. How he looked at me and smiled, how he was never that excited to dance with anybody else or the way it showed that he loved me. It's never that simple in real life, behind the curtains of the stage where the eye of the viewer cannot reach. I often wished I could tell them I saw it too. Just reply to the comment that I felt it when he and I played our roles for a scene, once again made up by someone else. I wished I could tell them I felt it when we were alone, too. Because I did. But life has a funny way of working out. And sometimes, it doesn't work out. DISCLAIMER: This is pure fiction about Sean Lew and Kaycee Rice. None of this is real.

Transfer student, Sean Lew, crosses paths with the infamous Kaycee Rice after moving to LA to attend Millennium Arts Academy. He finds himself intrigued by her and tries to get to know her. What will he think when and if he knows the real her?

in which sean and kaycee are enemies, or so they think, and would never ever EVER catch feelings for one another. right? ~~ "You know... I heard you guys used to hate each other and all that. When did you cross the line between love and hate?" Finally turning to look at Jade, she shrugs. "Honestly? I think we crossed the line a long, long time ago." ~~