He was a mean old man when he first picked me up. Not old-old I guess, although he really is ancient. He looks like he's barely pushing thirty five though, and at the time, that was old to me. Nothing to be said about the mean part. He just was. Rogan, slow burn, some smut at ch 28, real smut up soon, companion fic to The Big Bad Wolf

She was just a kid when I first picked her up, like a bad habit. No, what I should say was that she picked me up, and I'm the bad habit, the bad influence, the big bad wolf... Rogan, slow burn, some smut starting at ch 25 and real smut posted soon! Companion fic is The Bad Habit, also rated M for smut

Now complete! Rogue believes isolation is the key to controlling her mutation, but is she really as alone as she thinks? My usual - AU, good spelling and grammar, a happy ending, etc. Pure Rogan (Wolverine/Rogue).

He wanted to believe he was strong, still angry and hard, but it was getting harder.

Drabbles with the titles pertaining to each letter of the alphabet dictating the relationship between Logan and Marie not in any specific order .

A short piece about how the simple nickname of "kid" can reflect the ever-changing relationship of Logan and Marie.

AU with movie/comicverse elements. Rogue and Wolverine meet for the first time as fellow X-Men. Fate draws them together after a very unusual attack leaves Wolverine in a unique position to help.

Post-X3. A little angst and a lot fluff. Logan and Marie more-or-less-willingly take those awkward first steps into a romantic relationship. Complete.

In which everything comes full circle. Part angst, part happiness and a coin toss decides the end. Note: still having computer-issues, and the formatting on this site. Sorry! Trying hard to fix it.

Riddle me this: a werewolf goes on the run with his half-vampire best friend/soul mate. Except said half-vampire has no idea she’s his soul mate and is in love with said werewolf’s beta. How long before he spontaneously combusts? Chapter 64 up!

What do you do when nothing makes sense anymore? What if you’re forced to figure it out while you’re running for your life? What if the person you’re running with is the person who makes the least sense of all? A Jacob and Renesmee story. NOW COMPLETE.

Logan had blinked, blinked again and then rolled his eyes, “I’m not doing this.” “Shhh! They’ll hear you!” “Marie this is a little too kinky … even for me.”

You know what I love best about you? The little things.

The movieverse life of your favourite firecracker, and insertion into which of one hairy Canadian wildman. Rated for coarse language and imagery. In Jubilee's POV. Now with 10% more attitude, with a side of gratuitous violence!