Stiles's scars The memories and the present leading to everyone find out about Stiles's scars I do not own Teen wolf. I don't own any of the characters! I just own my own ideas.

Stiles Stilinski, fresh out of Culinary School, just got his dream job. A personal chef. When he gets hired to cook for a wealthy elderly couple in Beacon Hills, he has no idea he will meet their hot, sweet, sculpted like a god grandson.

Derek Hale is the black sheep of the family, always has been. That's why he moved to Seattle. Now he's got a job he loves, a nice apartment with an incredibly hot and endearing neighbor, Stiles Stilinski. One night when Derek's overly large and demanding family shows up early for their yearly visit, they run into Stiles, who is accidentally introduced as Derek's boyfriend.

A Teen Wolf Sterek Fanfiction. Taking place after Season 2, a new Alpha threat has come to Beacon Hills. After an unfortunate mishap involving the destruction of property has Stiles performing community service, he accidentally breaks a bottle of love potion, which causes the entire town to become obsessed with him. Well all, except for Derek Hale, who is immune to the concoction's charms. As the pair try to stop the new Alpha, they are met with the obstacle of the love obsessed residents of the town who "love Stiles Stilinksy."

Stiles is running late to work on the day he has to give a big presentation, but luckily he has an assigned parking spot waiting for him. Except he doesn't. Because some jerk in a nice suit with a sleek black Camaro has stolen it. The douche.

Stiles works as the editorial assistant at Vogue. He loves everything about his job except for his boss, Derek Hale. Derek Hale is the worst and Stiles hates him. But when Derek drags him to the yearly awards dinner within the company, he is forced to play boyfriend for the night to make Derek's ex jealous. Things couldn't get much worse...or so Stiles thought.

"You killed four alphas, including two guards." The alpha spoke for the first time his voice filled with authority. "Yes I did, they were stupid and weak excuse of alphas." "And do you know what we do with pathetic omegas who do not know their place?" --------------------------------------------------------- Louis Tomlinson - A rogue omega who is running away from social hierarchy and norms for years. Harry Styles - Prince of Asthalia. For Louis, Harry was the embodiment of all the things he fought against. The Prince represented everything he hated about Alphas.

- "you're my home and an adventure all at once" Harry sent his assistant to find him a hook up for the night, misread texts and hours later, harry styles has accidentally bought himself an omega boy off the black market. Cold hearted he might be, but not cruel. He attempts to turn the little omegas life around, trying his hardest not to fall for him. Spoiler, he does.

"When you weren't fed love on a silver spoon... you learn to lick it off knives" Omegas were meant to be homemakers. Cook for their Alphas, clean the house, and take care of their children. Most omegas didn't hold a job outside of their home, being okay with their mates providing for them. If an omega had a job they would typically work as a nanny, a waitress or maybe a receptionist. Louis never believed in any of that. He was always a hard worker ever since he was a pup, alone in this world. From working in some of the most rundown, unsafe places, to being on the run, he was always on his own. Sleeping on random wolves' couches while stealing food to keep himself fed, he wasn't your typical omega. He didn't know that walking in the doors of The Wolves Den would change his life.

After Head-Alpha, Mark Tomlinson's sudden death, a very strong and profiting business-mafia organisation has been inherited by his son Louis Tomlinson... The first problem being that Louis was an Omega...trained by his father to be one of the strongest of his kind, to be the real fair leader of their businesses. But entering a net of organisation as an Omega was like throwing a bone to the hungry and blood-thirsty hell-hounds. His unwavering face and small posture would not give away the fact that he was one...but his scent would, and masking it wouldn't be a problem. Now the only problem left was the head of the net organisation. The strong and authoritative Alpha, with the looks of a god and the voice of an angel...Harry Styles. -Edited-