soulmates. someone who will love you forever. it's not always that easy. (I am also posting this story on Archive of Our Own)

All was peaceful in Ba Sing Se until a certain water tribe boy applies for a job at the jasmine dragon. What's worse is that he doesn't even recognise the Fire-nation boy who already works there... Let's just say hilarity ensues!

Stiles promised himself that the werewolves didn't smell the depression and desperation wafting off of him because they were simply distracted, not because they couldn't care less. He told himself that he's just good at hiding it. Stiles was trying so damn hard. But he's broken so many promises to himself. All rights reserved.

I can't take it anymore, my wolf and I need to see him...smell him, kiss him, be with him. I need Stiles. ----------- Smut and cursing In this story Stiles is 18 and Derek is 24 so it's legal :) Also, English is not my first language. ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// I DO NOT OWN TEENWOLF OR THESE CHARACTERS!! JUST THE SENECIO'S.

In which Draco and Harry finally put their differences aside just before fate decided to unit them. This is my first time writing a Harry Potter book so please don't hate me! Also this is mpreg so if you don't like it, don't read it. I do not own the Harry Potter books nor movies. I only own the plot.

~Drarry~ "Then why did you leave?" Draco couldn't help but ask and a look of surprise flashed on his face when he saw sadness take over Harry's green eyes. "Sometimes," the raven said, searching his next words very carefully. "life is cruel. And you need to get away from it." his answer was vague and it held many meanings behind it that Draco couldn't grasp. "From it? Or from me?" Draco spat, anger lacing his tone as he understood his words wrong. Harry sighed, reaching up and cradling the blond's face in his hands, making him look up at the raven. Suddenly he didn't look so angry. Nobody had ever held Draco with such care. He didn't like how it was making him feel at all. "You don't get it, darling." he said quietly, seeing the blond's eyes searching his own to get a read of his emotions as he spoke. "I got away from a cruel life, yes, but I didn't get away from you." he said, his voice now dropping into a whisper as he pressed their foreheads together. Draco's heart hammered in his chest. "I found you." And with that he left, leaving a stunned and very much confused Draco still pressed against the wall as he wondered what the hell did that even mean. I do not own Harry Potter nor its characters. I own the story line of this book.

Derek Hale is the black sheep of the family, always has been. That's why he moved to Seattle. Now he's got a job he loves, a nice apartment with an incredibly hot and endearing neighbor, Stiles Stilinski. One night when Derek's overly large and demanding family shows up early for their yearly visit, they run into Stiles, who is accidentally introduced as Derek's boyfriend.

Stiles hates condom. He wants Derek to fill him everytime they...you know. Stiles loves the sensation. Derek is a werewolf anyway, what disease he could possibly have? His mate needs to relax. Besides, it's not like Stiles can get PREGNANT. (Guess again)

UPDATED. COMPLETED FANFIC Things get a little weird after the pack has to get used to having two alphas. scotts eyes still blaze red but now dereks have regained their crimson tint. Not only that but scott has been the centre of attention and jokes as he's been scent marking Kira to warn off other packs. His scent is so strong it masks Derek marking stiles. After saving each others lives, both Derek and Stiles unearth feelings for each other, but just how connected they are come as a shock to even Deaton. When they open up to eachother, what will happen, when old enemies return and shadows fall over becon hills once more, how will things unfold. Includes a good plot line, alot of sterek scenes and has some twists and turns!

Derek and Stiles take a long time to realize that a fire always starts with a single spark. / "Why do I need Stiles?" Derek asks, and Dr. Deaton says, "Ahh, but that's the lesson." Or: you can't run forever. Derek/Stiles.