murder

Stiles didn't believe in love. Which made all the sense in the world after he was bonded to Derek Hale at such a young age. Pity that it takes Laura's death to bring Derek back into town to see how much damage his absence has caused. Warning this story features heavy angst, omega!Stiles, alpha!Derek and Alpha!Peter. IMPORTANT: this is now pre-slash, will be continued as part of the series in the new addition "I'll Be Waiting"

A night of web-slinging takes a turn for the unexpected, as Spider-Man is captured by an old foe and made to suffer in a rather sensual way...

“I knew you were too perfect, of course you had to be the leader of a Mafia… Of all things, the leader of a Mafia!”

Louis had finally found a home to call his own, with the love of his life, and now he and his poor best friend too have to leave everything behind to journey into the unknown future with their lovers by their sides, the threat of all their untimely deaths hanging thick in the air. Harry's problematic twin has returned into his life, and that can't mean anything good. It never has. But is Auron the only enemy in the shadows to worry about? Or is there something much worse behind the curtain? Louis and company are forced to consult the help of a nearby immortal who heads a stronghold in the woods, and the friends they meet there and later in the Sierra Nevadas morph quickly into what would be lifelong companions. Life on the road is rough, at times criminal, but there’s something to be said for the strengthening of bonds as they take buses across the country to stay safe, playing road games and singing songs as they ignore just how distressing their lives have all become. New York marks the beginning, or the end, of Auron’s rather diabolical plan for the world, and just when the group thought it couldn’t possibly get any worse, the true tribulations arise. [Book 2/4]

Alternate Universe, Prohibition era.New York City, 1923. After Joffrey Baratheon breaks their engagement, Sansa Stark ends up in Petyr Baelish's brothel, where she works as a dancer. She soon realizes her customers die one after the other... "You don't want me to dance, you say you're not here to spy on me, so why did you come?" she asked the Hound again.Sansa's high-pitched voice revealed her exasperation; he looked straight in her eyes and, forgetting about the chocolates, he leaned forward so that his head was at arm's length of her knees."I'm your way out, girl."He had uttered these words in such a way it sounded like a threat.