Weswood Stories

Woodie has never experienced the red hotness of a blush upon his cheeks at the sight of another human being before, and he thought he never would after being dragged into this hell. But after meeting a reserved but productive and determined mime named Wes that's likely about to change. The two begin to grow together, working cooperatively to survive in a land without comfort or forgiveness. And as it draws them closer the fear of being alone again begins to boil. Through hound attacks and the terror of the full moon the two will fight harder now than ever before. ((A WesWood fanfiction. Not a popular ship, but I'm hoping to change a few peoples minds about it. ))

Sequel to my first story, Someone I'm Close To. Please read that before reading this one! "You're right." Wilson said. "Still, there are times when it crosses my mind. If only we had a way of knowing such things." Ah, yes. If only. ~~~ A freak accident causes Wilson's world to reset and for himself and all his friends to die. In the midst of trying to rebuild their old camp, Wilson and Maxwell begin to remember Wilson's time on the shadow throne, and it strains the relationship between themselves and everyone else; Wigfrid finds a mysterious portal; Willow tries to bargain with the darkness to come back to her friends. Cover by SnappyCrocodile. Thank you for making yet another amazing cover for me!