Henry has just been kidnapped by Peter pan and the lost boys. Emma and Regina have started to become friends and Regina fell in love with Emma. She's been in love with Emma ever since they had started to warm up to each other, she just hasn't realised yet. She's been in love with her since they became friends, not that Regina would ever admit they were. Basically a Neverland re write smut warning! These characters belong to Disney, they are not mine.

"Emma guardò giù. Vide Regina precipitare verso l'abisso. E in quell'istante, Rumple tacque. L'Oscurità tacque. C'era solo Emma. Senza pensare, senza calcolare, senza magia. Solo istinto, si tuffò." Questa è la mia prima FanFiction su una serie che, purtroppo, ho scoperto troppo tardi, ma della quale mi sono comunque innamorata a prima vista. Spero che ci possano essere in giro ancora fan che siano in grado di apprezzare la mia storia. Grazie a tutti!!

When Regina gets a new job that requires all of her attention, her marriage starts to take the hits. Emma tries her best, keeping it all together, but she doesn't know how long she'll be able to do that. *You don't need to have watched Once Upon a Time to understand this story. *This story contains mature content (sex, depression, etc.) *I don't own the characters, they are all owned by ABC and Disney

The sequel to Being Miss Mills. Emma and Regina have fulfilled the prophecy and united the Dark and the Light forms of magic. Now a pregnant Emma is planning her new life with her true love Regina. But just as they are ready to start the next chapter a new darkness rises. Can the new Swan-Mills family survive? This story is pure SwanQueen. I claim no ownership over these characters

The Final Battle is over. Now everyone has to get on with their lives. But the Black Fairy has a final trick up her sleeve to play from the grave. The Savior has vanished and now her family begins the search. But they don't realize that Emma is much closer than they think. No ownership by me to any of the characters from Once Upon a Time is implied.

Sometimes on the road of life two people can come together over and over again until they finally reach their destination. Emma has loved Regina since she was a little girl but will life ever allow her to tell her how she feels? This is a non magical AU.

This is the final chapter of the Being Miss Mills trilogy. I highly recommend you read that one first and then The Guardians of Magic and then this story otherwise you will be lost. Regina has vanished but now there is a woman named Roni who looks just like her living in Seattle. Emma is convinced that Regina is out there somewhere and she will find her and introduce her to their new baby daughter. But August has other plans to keep them apart. (I don't own any characters from OUAT) Swanqueen forever! Mature.

Emma was swept up in the curse, along with the rest of them. At the age of seventeen, she searches for a job while she embarks on her senior year of high school. Regina, content with her life, and the way her curse is panning out, paying no mind to the young blonde, one day receives a job application for her assistant - Emma Swan's. ... It's 2025 and I'm still on this hill. I will update as much and as quickly as I can!

«Non dovremmo baciarci... di nuovo.» Emma non riusciva a staccare gli occhi dalle sue labbra. Regina Mills era diventata il suo unico pensiero, praticamente la sua ossessione dal momento stesso in cui aveva posato gli occhi su di lei. E il fatto che Regina si dimostrasse altrettanto attratta da lei era solo un altro gradino rotto sotto ai suoi piedi. Non potevano stare insieme. Regina aveva già un partner. Non potevano stare insieme perché erano come una sigaretta accesa lanciata su una scia di benzina. Sarebbero esplose, non c'erano dubbi. E lei già bruciava.

«Hai una moto anche tu?» le chiese. «Mi sembra ovvio.» rispose con un sorriso. «È parcheggiata qui fuori.» «Qual è?» domandò sporgendosi sul bancone, curiosa. «Prova a indovinare.» sorrise versandosi da bere. Emma strinse appena le palpebre. Le lunghe ciglia scura mandarono ombre sugli zigomi alti. Ripensò alle moto che aveva visto, cercando di riflettere invece che continuare a pensare a quanto fosse dannatamente bella quella donna. La sua moto... «La Roadster.» disse infine, sicura. Non aveva idea del perché, ma sentiva che era quella giusta. «Abbiamo un vincitore.» esclamò l'altra, sorpresa «Il prossimo giro lo offre la casa.»