Sometimes he had the feeling of coming back whole only under Derek's fingers and lips. When he touched him, every breaking point weld and, even If Stiles knew they never totally disappeared, he wasn't afraid of them anymore. He didn't know how it was possible and he didn't really care.

Derek est beau. C'est un fait reconnu par la science, une vérité universelle. Et Stiles pourrait disserter des heures sur ce sujet, mais ce n'est pas tout. Derek n'est pas seulement beau, il n'est pas qu'une belle gueule. Lorsque Stiles en prends pleinement conscience il espère que ce n'est pas trop tard. [Repost]

Quand une journée commence mal, une rencontre de trente secondes peut tout changer. [Sterek] /!\ Os transformé en fic

[UA]Le monde avait-il décidé d'un seul coup d'emmerder les lois de la physique et surtout de la logique ? Pourtant, tout allait parfaitement bien, il y a quelques secondes. Il courait avec une foulée régulière, avalant les kilomètres de son parcours journalier comme un boulimique frénétique. L'instant suivant [...]

[Theo / Liam Fiction Rated M (16 )] La guerra a acabado, una quimera que no tiene a nadie en el mundo. O eso es lo que el cree. El camino de la redención no es fácil, pero si tienes a alguien que tome tu mano para caminarlo vale la pena. Un largo camino le espera a Theo para descubrir que aun tiene una oportunidad de tener un lugar al que llamar hogar.

Awesome. They were going to fucking Wonderland—no way would that backfire on them.

Scott will be a were-Eagle in this Story, because I liked the idea of giving Scott the same abilities from the glowing Talons from the Dread-doctors. The pairing is Scott x Lydia. Rated M for mild violence and lemons in later chapters

Rosalie Kohl is a young teacher who just so happens to live in a town full of supernatural-not that she would know about any of that. Even when her best friends, Laura and Kate, congregated in circles of werewolves and hunters, dear old Rosalie was kept in the dark. But how long can she remain that way? With Derek back in town, not for long. [Derek/OC]

Really, Scott was only bitten because he was conveniently there. So what happens if there is an alternative choice? Quite a lot of things apparently...

Deucalion slowly blinked awake and sat up, frowning as he looked around. Furniture was broken, fluff from cushions was scattered around, and a heavy scent of fear filled the apartment. Standing up, he slowly made his way through the apartment and spotted Peter sprawled on the bedroom floor, the remnants of claw marks across his chest and arms. What had he done?

UA. New York. Derek Hale veut simplement oublier. Son passé, pourtant, s'accroche et empoisonne son morne quotidien. On ne cesse de lui dire qu'il est temps pour lui de vivre mais, embourbé par sa culpabilité, le loup-garou souhaite ne plus rien ressentir. Une rencontre inattendue avec un personnage d'autant plus surprenant risque cependant de changer la donne...

Quickly, Stiles turned around to whisper in the handsome stranger's ear, "Please act with me on this," before giving the man he had only met less than five minutes ago a peck on the cheek and a flirtatious smile. This was so not the way Stiles had planned his day going. OR the one where Stiles pretends to be dating Derek to get away from his ex.(Fic ONLY updated on archiveofourown)

Lena's world is in disarray; thwarted beyond recognition. Monsters that thrived in nightmares begin to walk in the daylight. Ties begin to fray. Gravity shifts beneath her feet as a forgotten link begs to be remembered. A supernatural bond. Forged to be unyielding, unignored. Foreign feelings begin to plague her and fight, though she may, every path leads back to the beginning.

Two of the pack have been taken. Their friends are looking for them but it's up to them to survive until then - or die trying.

Tension rises between Jackson and Stiles after an encounter in the locker room leaves them both confused about what happened and why.

Resumen: Hay muchas cosas de las cuales Derek Hale se arrepiente y, sin embargo, puede asegurar que el conocerle no fue una de esas. /STEREK/ One-short.

Will he make breakfast or naw?

Where everything you know about Teen Wolf is backwards and a little bit broken. Derek and his sister Laura are werewolf hunters, Stiles is a werewolf who had been mistreated by his pack, the Argent Pack.

Stiles is now living a sitcom - a bad Disney one. Or was that ABC Family? Whatever! Either way, he is now officially Lydia's stepbrother and far too close to the Unholy Alliance of Mean Girls. Why is Derek Hale in living room? Why is Derek Hale so attractive? More importantly, why is Lydia smirking! That is far too dangerous of a reality for Stiles to comprehend in this moment.

The life of Stiles Stilinski turned upside down at the lost of his memories from the last five years after an accident, now with the help of his friends, especially from a certain werecoyote, he will go on a road to try to get them back. Stalia relationship!

They eat breakfast without Stiles again and neither Scott nor Lydia mention him or the still-vacant fourth seat. Liam sees the way their eyes avoid it and decides not to ask. \\ In which Liam learns there are always consequences. Also, he's becoming curious. (5 in the Pure Heroism series)

Tumblr prompt: "I just want to kiss you." After a disastrous date, Isaac comes face to face with the fact that his father has a stronger grip on him than he believed. Isaac/OC

Stiles and Derek are "separately" hunting a rogue omega when things go awry for the token mortal of the group. Turns out being human definitely has its drawbacks when dealing with the supernatural.

After what Peter Hale did to Scott, what will it take for Scott, Derek, and the others to bring down the alpha? What will they be left with once it's all over? If it ever ends...? A/N-This is the sequel to my story 'An Alpha's Pack.' Please enjoy and leave a review! Author's note inside.

Blue had also been Liam's eyes, the first thing he had seen when he had climbed out of the ground. They reminded him of the sky, of freedom, of a life that used to be his own. They reminded him of the feelings and memories he fought years to bury deep.