There's a reason they're called the lost boys, a reason Peter Pan never grows old... A reason that is probably best left to stories told to scare little children into obedience. Wendy Darling isn't so fortunate as that.

Charlotte finds herself in a bunch of trees thinking how the rain tastes of roses, and as she turns to go back she finds herself in a place she thought was a fairy tale. Her and Peter better be careful what they wish for.. Hurt, comfort, romance, fantasy.

Elizabeth Mathews has got a secret. She's hidden it for quite sometime, but as events in her life threaten the silent sanctuary she's created around herself, the tales begin to slowly unravel. And as secrets are revealed no one quite knows how to handle them. (In the process of being rewritten)

"Monsters are real, and ghosts are real, too. They live inside of us, and sometimes, they win." The most effective way to win in chess is to capture the queen to take down the king. And that's exactly what he was going to do. .Complete. Part III of IV.

"Goils? Goils! I told you boys once, I told you twice, no goils in the lodging house!" Time travel fic, rated T for language. *Abandoned

"One word frees us of all the weight and pain in life. That word is LOVE." Every person in New York accepted Spot and Angel being together. Except one. .Complete. Part II of IV.

well heres the story you all been wating for and i'm bad at summarys bla!

:ok this is my first storyplz review: T: is for non-trust R: is for NO Rights U: is for useless And H: is for humiliation These is why I don’t speak.