Life's normal for Valerina West with school, mom, chores, her stash of candy and her ghost friend. ----- "Well I'm gonna take a shower." I thought for a moment before hesitantly asking, "Can you walk through walls and shit??" Archer smirked and looked up at me. "No, and do you want me to?" "No just stay where you are, please. I won't take long.", I said, pointing a finger at him. "Sure", he said, still smirking. ------

*ONCE UPON A TIME FANFIC* Welcome to Storybrooke. A little town tucked away in a corner of Maine, away from civilization, where every fairy tale creature you have ever known lives. Awesome, right? Well, I am here to tell you otherwise. My name is Piper and I live in Storybrooke, Maine. If you think YOUR life sucks, take a look into my town and you will realize that everyone here lives a life that pretty much sucked to the core. It's all in here, every single weirdness that happened in Storybrooke is recorded here. How I gave the mad hatter a concussion, how I walked to school with the adopted son of the Evil Queen, and how I had an ice cream- eating competition with the daughter of Prince Charming and Snow White... * I do not own Once Upon a Time or any characters except Piper. All rights go to ABC and the creators of Once Upon A Time.* #1 in Davidcharming on 04/12/2020 #3 in Enchantedforest on 9/4/2021 #1 in Emmaswan on 28/4/2021

She stood 10 feet from her target, her bow loaded with a wooden arrow aimed for the little red circle at the centre of her homemade target. The wind kept on ruffling her dark brown hair, stray strands of hair blocking her peripheral view. But she couldn't care less. Her entire self was devoted on getting that arrow on to the bulls eye. She considered the bulls eye as all her problems and worries and she liked to keep on eliminating each one of them by shooting an arrow at it. She let the arrow fly, watching it zip through the air. THUNK. The arrow found homage in the vivid red circle. As the arrow hit the target, she saw her mother lying dead in a freezer; her face devoid of any sparkle that it used to be brimmed with... Cover page by @lixelight