In the wake of Sheriff Noah Stilinski's tragic demise, Stiles Stilinski's world is upended by a revelation that unravels the fabric of his reality. The enigmatic Rumplestiltskin, a master of deals and dark magic, emerges from the shadows of forgotten fairy tales, declaring that Stiles is his creation-a being forged from the potent blood of Regina Mills, the once Evil Queen, and her true love, Daniel. This mystical lineage endows Stiles with an untapped reservoir of magic, a legacy he never knew he possessed.
Compelled by fate, Rumplestiltskin placed the infant Stiles into the care of Paige Matthews, a Wiccan Whitelighter and the youngest of the Halliwell sisters. With the Halliwell magic coursing through his veins, Stiles was destined for greatness. Yet, Paige, bound by the weight of prophecy and the need to protect him from unseen forces, made the heart-wrenching decision to give him up to the Stilinski family, hoping to shield him from the perils of his birthright.
Now, as Stiles grapples with the loss of his adoptive father, he must navigate the treacherous waters of his newfound heritage. The Halliwell magic within him awakens, stirring the echoes of a prophecy that speaks of a powerful union of realms. Stiles finds himself at the heart of a cosmic convergence, where the magic of "Charmed" and "Once Upon a Time" blend to create a new reality, one where time and realms are but a whisper away.
Haunted by the specter of his biological parents' tragic love story and the enigmatic figure of Paige Matthews, who watched over him from afar, Stiles embarks on a journey to uncover the truth of his creation. Alongside allies both old and new, he delves into a world where magic knows no bounds, and his destiny is his to forge.
BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.