Pay Back.

A/N: Sorry this was so short. I’m drowning in requests rn. I’m going to close them for right now.


“What are we looking for again?” Liam asked as we descended into the dark underground tunnels. About an hour earlier, we all met in Scott’s house devising a plan. A plan to break our fellow pack member, Lydia Martain, out of Eichen House Sanitarium. Liam, Malia, and I were the distraction, Kira was the get away driver, and Scott and Stiles were the rescue team. The distraction teams’ task was to find the Chimera Pack and keep them at bay as long as possible. 

“I don’t know. A clue.” I shrugged as I ventured further into the pipe lined corridors. 

 Malia brushed past me “All I can smell from back there is your stupid perfume.” 

She said annoyance in her voice. Malia never really seemed in a good mood. Except maybe around her boyfriend, Stiles. Sometimes not even then. Liam and I followed Malia, the tunnel had many different extension. You’d get lost if you didn’t have a map, or super human smell. Unfortunately, I had neither. I was the only human among my companions, but I was smarter than both of them combined. Which is why I was with them. I was the voice of reason amid the two hot heads trekking with me. Suddenly, Malia stopped cause me to bump into her. She rolled her eyes at me over her shoulder. 

 “Do you hear that?” Her voice was hushed. 

 “Yeah.” Liam agreed his voice the same quiet tone.

I strained my ears to hear what their supernatural ones could, knowing that was impossible. 

 “I don’t hear any-“ I started, but was cut off my the two of them shushing me in unison. I furrowed my brow at them, but stayed quiet. From behind us a sound, like a metal piece hitting the ground, caught our attention. We all spun around to see Tracy and Josh, two chimera hybrids, standing a yard or two away. 

“Y/N.” Liam growled without looking at me. 


“Run.” He warned.

 As he said the words, Tracy and Josh charged at us. Tracy closed the gap between us first, and in that short distance she’d change into her Kanima form. Josh was still a bit behind, but flashed his fangs and his lightning power at us. I turned in the opposite direction and ran. I was no match for chimeras, I could barely walk without tripping over air half the time. I ran to the end of the hallway, and made a left. Running right into something solid, it knocked me backwards and I hit the ground. I looked up clutching my head to see what I’d run into. Fear washed over me instantly. Standing in front of me, mischievous smile and all was Theo Raeken. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears. I looked around feverishly trying to find something to attack with or some way to escape. 

 “Tsk. Tsk. You know fighting back is stupid.” He taunted me. I stood up cautiously, his eyes followed me intently. Without warning, I started towards him and swung my fist. It hit him in the jaw and he stumbled backwards. 

 “Feisty, aren’t we Princess?” He chuckled touching his lip to check for blood.

 “Tougher than I look, Princess.” I mocked. He stepped closer to me, and I instinctively stepped back. 

 “Tough, but not smart. I could pin before you knew was I did.” 

“I’d kick your ass, and I’d make sure you knew what I did.” I sassed. 

 He smiled at me, a cunning but beautiful smile. Everything about him was impossibly perfect, but I couldn’t be distracted. I had to get away. Once again, I started towards him but he was ready for me this time. Like he promised, he grabbed me and slammed me into the wall, pipes smashing into my back. He pinned my arms down to my side, a smirk smug on his face. I squirmed trying to free myself from his grip but he was to strong, and the struggling only seemed to entertain him. I had half a mind to spit in his face, when I saw it. He moved his gaze from my eyes to my lips and back. It was only for a second, had I not been so close to his face I might have missed it. It was like a sign from the supernatural gods. I pushed my lips firmly into his, and I was surprised when he returned the kiss. I could feel his grip on my arms loosen and I had my chance. I thrusted my knee into his groin causing him to grab it and double over in pain. I pushed past him and ran. My only escape was deeper in the maze like tunnels. The few doors I found as I ran were all locked. After several minutes of running, my pace started to slow and I knew I had to find a spot to hide. I made another turned, and saw a door ajar ahead. I sprinted towards it and squeezed inside shutting it quietly behind me. I was in an old supply closet. It was square with a chair in the corner to the right, a broom and an few boxes of powdered soap on a shelf in the far left corner. I walked over to the chair slumping in it. It creaked as I did. I figured I would wait until Scott and Stiles texted me that they’d gotten Lydia out okay, then I would sneak out. Hopefully, no one would be there by then.

“Find her!” Theo’s voice rang out. I wasn’t sure how close or how far he was. The tunnels were too echoey. 

“Where can she hide? All these doors are locked.” Tracy said.

“Yeah, Theo. She probably already got out.” a boy’s voice whined.

“What is it Theo?” Tracy asked. He hadn’t said anything, but he must have heard or smelled something. I held my breath just incase, his super hearing could me from where ever he was.

“Nothing.” He said finally after several minutes. “Let’s get out of here.”

There was no protest from any of them. But they were leaving, which meant I could too. I gave it about five minutes before cracking opening the door and peeking out. It seemed cleared and so I opened the door wider. Thinking I was alone, I started down the hallway. Suddenly, a hand wrapped around my torso hoisting me up and another covered my mouth. I started kicking and screaming, but bother were futile. My assailant’s strength was greater than my own. I was carried back into the same room, before I was let go. Finally, I was able to see who’d captured me.

“I like your perfume.” Theo smirked. 


 Malia said it was strong. Note to self, perfume not great for hiding. 

“Let me go, Theo.” I warned unthreateningly.

“Why princess?”

He walked towards me, and I took a few steps backwards hitting a way. Dread rushed through me. I had no where to go. Before I knew it, he was inches from me. His smirk still perfect on his face. 

He grabbed my chin and turned my face to the left and than to the right. “Pay back is a bitch. ” he growled.

“I’m not afraid of you.” her voice quivered.

“You sure?’ He chuckled. “Because you’re heart beat says your terrified.” 

He lifted my chin, that he was still holding, up to look at him. I nibbled on my lower lip, a nervous habit of mine. The expression on his face changed as he watch me. Roughly, he grabbed both of my arms and put them together over my head. He held them there with one hand and with the other pulled my lips to his kissing my hard. I caught myself kissing him back, but I couldn’t help it. His lips were warm and soft. He licked my lips with his tongue asking to enter. I let him, and he swirled his tongue around mine. Everything in me told me stop, to push him off of me and run. But he started caressing my body with his free hand, and it felt so good. I bit his lower lip softly, causing him to groan in my mouth. He removed his hold on my hands, and moved down my body to my thighs. He lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around him. I started to move my hands, but he glared up at me.

“Don’t move those hands until I say.” he warned. I nodded and he attack my neck with kisses. I moaned with pleasure. The sensation sent a shiver down my spine. Without thinking, I tangled my fingers in his hair. He withdrew from my neck, and narrowed his eyes. He loosened his grip on my thighs and I knew he was putting me down. Once I was firmly on the ground her spun me around, my front touching the wall. He nuzzled his nose in my ear.

“I don’t remember saying you could move you hands.” He growled.

“I’m sorry.” I whimpered. He didn’t say anything. He reached to my front, unbuttoning my pants and easing down the zipper. In one quick motion, he pulled my jeans and panties down around my knees. He smoothed his hand over my ass softly, before smacking it hard. Initially, I felt pain and hissed. But the sting dulled quickly and all I felt was pure pleasure. 

“I told you not to move, Princess.” He spanked me a few more times, and I could feel myself growing wetter with each one. 

“I’m going to fuck you now, and you’re not going make any noise. Understand?” He whispered in my ear. I nodded.

“I want you to say it.” he hissed.

“I’m not going to make any noise.” I recited.

“Good girl.” he cooed. I could hear him unzipping his pants behind me, and pulling them down. He pulled down his boxers and I heard him fiddling with the condom wrapper trying to get it opened. I wondered if he just walked around with condoms in his pocket. He put his hands on my hips readying himself. I stuck my ass out grinding against his erection. Theo groaned and tightened his grip on my hips, I could feel a bruise forming already. He teased my pussy with his tip as he lined himself up with my entrance. 

“god, you’re so wet.” He moaned. He slid in slowly and it took everything in me not to cry out. I dug my fingers into the wall, trying to suppress every urge to moan. I could hear him smiling behind me. He quickened his pace, and I wasn’t sure if I would be able to obey his command much longer.

“It feels so good, doesn’t it?” He purred. “Tell me, Princess.”

“Yes.” I moaned loudly. “Please, Theo. Faster.” I begged. He loved that he was the reason for my pleasure and he pumped in me faster. My walls tightened around him and I knew I was almost to my edge. From the low grunts and growls from behind me. He was too.

“I’m-I’m…” I tried to say.

“Come Princess.” At the words, I reached my climax. My moans filled the small room and that seemed to fuel Theo. He thrusted a couple more time before exploding his load into the condom. He pulled out and released his grip on my hips. My knees were shaky and I hazily redressed myself. He was already dressed when I looked at him again. He stepped closer to me and kissed me softly on the lips.

“Let’s do this again sometime.” He whispered and then he disappeared out of the room. I slouched against the wall.

“What just happened?” I said aloud to myself.


SOUTH AFRICA. Johannesburg. September 19 & 20 & 21, 2016. Protests and demonstrations initially began last fall over proposed tuition increases of as much as 10 and 12 percent, and were reignited last month over the revelation that 2017 fees would increase by another eight percent.

(1) Students from the University of the Witwatersrand are injured by a police grenade during a protest against university fee increases. Daylin Paul/AFP/Getty

(2) Students pelt university security guards with stones. Mujahid Safodien/AFP/Getty

(3) (4) Wits University students block and barricade entrances to the institution during a #FeesMustFall protest. Cornel van Heerden/Foto24/Gallo/Getty


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A New Age

A/N:I didn’t want this to be too long so I ended it. But the next part I’m so excited for! Also, I’m working on a Theo smut because Theo Fucking Raekon.

It had been a few weeks since Daylin and Stiles shared that night together. One night. That’s all. After that night nothing was the same for the two of them. Or even the pack, for that matter. In the weeks that followed, a lot happened. It changed the pack, it changed everything. This may seem a bit confusing, but let’s explain.

It all started two weeks, someone was taking the bodies of the failed chimera experiments. Stiles was unwillingly working with Theo to watch out for whoever it was. Theo and the Dread Doctors had stopped working together since that night Stiles and Theo rescued Daylin. It was that night they found out officer Jordan Parrish was some sort of harbinger of death. A hellhound of sorts. The next night, Lydia went missing. She was suppose to meet Daylin at her house to study, but never showed up. Worried, Daylin called Scott.

“Hello?” He answered after a few rings.

“Hey, Scott. You haven’t heard for Lydia have you?”

“No, nothing. Why?” He sounded concerned

“Well we were suppose to study, and I’ve been calling but-”

“Wait, I think she just texted me.” There was a pause and a few faint clicking noises. “Yeah. She said she’s found something in the library.” He informed her.

“Okay, pick me up on your way?” She asked him.

“No. Stiles and Theo are going to try and find Parrish. You keep me updated while I go see what she’s found.”

“But Scott I can help!” Daylin begged.

“Listen Daylin, Stiles and I aren’t exactly on speaking terms right now. I need a mediator. With Malia gone and Liam trying to keep Hayden alive, you’re all that’s left.” She huffed in irritation, but he didn’t leave space for her to protest. “Keep me updated.” He hung up the phone. Everyone treated Daylin like a child since she was last captured. She couldn’t stand it. She knew she could help, she wasn’t entirely sure how, but she was sure she could. She pulled out her phone to text Stiles and ask him what he’d found out. Before she hit the green button, her phone went off. The caller id read Stiles Stilinski.

“Stiles, hey, I was just about to call you. Is everything ok-” she was cut off by the sound of Theo’s voice.

“…the Dark Kitsuné. The beta with anger issues.” There was a wicked tone to his voice, and she had to listen hard because he was muffled slightly. Stiles must have his phone in his pocket, she thought.

“I came for Void Stiles. That’s the pack I want.” He yelled. It only took a moment for Daylin to realize what was happening. The words were all too familiar. She flashed back to the night Theo had kidnapped her. When he tried to convince her to join his pack. She continued to listen to him and Stiles talk.

“…You still have more blood on your hand than any of us.” Theo enticed.

“I’m about to get more.” Stiles threatened.

Theo laughed. “I’ll tell you were your dad is. As long as you promise not to help Scott.” Scott? She thought. What’s he got to do with this? He was at the library with-. She put it together, it was a set up. Daylin hadn’t been able to find Lydia all day, then all the sudden she texts Scott. Lydia and Daylin were best friends. She wouldn’t have ignored her or left her out. Theo planned this, he was up to something. The sound of skin hitting skin broke her concentration. She pressed the phone harder into her ear, trying to listen for who’d hit who. She paced the room waiting, Daylin heard a spitting noise and Theo’s oh-so-familiar cynical laugh. Daylin ran her free hand through her hair, this is what he wanted. He was trying to pull the Void out of Stiles. To make him see his way. To get him into his pack.

“There he is.” Theo shouted triumphantly. “That’s Void Stiles.” Daylin began to shake and she could feel her knees getting weak. It was working, Theo was breaking Stiles down. “Felt good, didn’t it?” He continued. Daylin could hear the smile in his voice. Another punch was thrown followed by a groan from Theo. For what seemed like forever, all she could here was Stiles ferocious breathing and Theo spitting out more blood.

“We won’t tell Scott. ‘Cause you can’t loose your best friend, right?” Daylin could feel her breathing begin to labor. She didn’t know what to think, how could she help. If she was right, all her friends were in danger. Possibly even dead. And she was sitting in her room, like a scared child unable to move. This is why, she thought to herself. This why they treat me like a kid, because I act like one.

“We both know you never needed Scott.” Theo jeered. She heard what sounded like a struggle and Daylin couldn’t stand by anymore. She hung up her phone and ran out of her room.

“Mom! I’m going out. I need the car.” She hollered as she descended down the stairs.

“Alright honey, is everything okay?” Her mother shouted back from an unknown direction.

“Yes. Mom. Keys?” She implored, reaching the bottom of the stairs. “In the key bowl next to door.” She saw them before she heard her mom, grabbed them, and walked out the door. Mrs. Lace said something to her before she left, but Daylin didn’t hear. She got in the car and pulled out her phone. She dialed Stiles number and hit the green button. It rang a few times and went to voicemail. Frazzled, she tried again. It only rang twice this time, and he picked up. It was quiet on the other line.

“Stiles?! Stiles!”

“What?” His tone was cold and distant.

“Where are you? Are you okay?”

“I have to go.” He dismissed her.

“Stiles? Where are you?” She repeated.

“I have to, Daylin. It’s my dad.” His tone was softer but unshaken.

“Have to what?” The phone clicked. He hung up.

“Stiles!” She shouted knowing he was gone. She sat in the car, still in the driveway thinking of what to do. She still had no idea where Lydia was, Stiles was off to find his father, and Scott was…She remembered Scott was in danger. She clumsily tired to put the keys into the ignition. She got them in, turned them, and the car roared to life. She’d just put the car in reverse, when head lights blinded her from behind. They came to a halt. ‘Stiles’. She whispered to herself. Daylin put the car back in park, and shut the engine off. In her rear view mirror, she saw a figure stepping out of a large vehicle. A truck or a jeep. Definitely Stiles. She jumped out and ran to the dark figure, the headlights still blinding her.

“Stiles!” She cried and jumped into his arms, nuzzling her nose into his clothes. She breathed in the boys scent, and than froze. She inhaled again trying to recall the smell. It was masculine with hint of sweetness.

“Not quite, gorgeous.” Theo cooed in her ear. Daylin backed away slowly, but Theo kept her at arms length. After hearing the conversation between him and Stiles. It was triple confirmed, Theo was dangerous.

“Were you expecting Stiles?” He questioned. She had the advantage, Theo didn’t know she’d heard them. Maybe she could get more out of him, as far as she knew, he still had a thing for her. For once she wanted to be the hero.

“No” she lied. “He hasn’t talked to me in a few days, so I just assumed.” This was a bad lie, she knew it.

“Oh, the happy couple off honeymoon island?” She didn’t know if he meant to sound like a complete jackass but he sure wasn’t trying not too.

“We were only there because of that stunt you pulled with Malia.” She sassed back. She had to stay as calm as possible, she knew he’d be listening to her heart.

“Awe. Well we had fun, didn’t we? You couldn’t keep you’re hands off me.” They were both aware this was a lie. But Daylin played along.

“Shut up.” She smiled. “I recall you taking off my shirt.”

“I recall you letting me.” She faked a laugh.

“Maybe we’ll see later.” She winked at him, drawing herself closer.

“I don’t think so.” The rejection threw her.

“W-what?” She fumbled.

“You’re a lot of things Princess, but a liar isn’t one of them.” She gulped hard, and she couldn’t help it. Her heart started to race. “There it is.” He cracked a devilish smile. With one hand he grabbed her forearm sternly, enough that she knew she’d have a bruise, and he began walking her to the passenger side door.

“Now Dayly, you’ll be a good girl won’t you?.” He open the door and threw her into the seat.

“And what makes you think I’ll help you?” She snapped as he was about to shut the door.

“Charm. Good looks. You pick.” He slammed door on her.

It was quiet as they headed out of her neighborhood. Her heart was beating hard and Theo had a twisted smile on his face.

“This is funny?” She spat gesturing around. He didn’t answer her.

“I won’t help you.” He scoffed at her.

“Theo!” She yelled hitting her hand against the dashboard as hard as she could. His expression turned serious and glanced over her. Daylin narrowed her eyes at him. He shook his head and smiled, turning his focus back to the road.

“You see gorgeous, you keep saying a lot of I won'ts and you can'ts. But the truth is, I can and you will.”

“You’ve tired these head game before Theo, why would they work now?”

“They were never head games. I’ve only ever told you the truth. You know that. You know you don’t belong with Scott’s pack.” He made a left turn and then a right. Something slid around in the back seat hitting with a loud thud. It was too dark for Daylin to see what and Theo continued. “I can help you Daylin. When have they ever helped you? Really? And whose good was for? There’s not yours.” He made another turn and she could her the tires driving on a different tread. She looked out the windshield and saw a sign hanging by to chains on each side.

Beacon Hills Preserves
Closed after sunset

He stopped the car and put it in park. “You trusted me once. You can again.” He said setting his hand on hers. Daylin moved it instinctively.

“I never trusted you.” She swore.

Theo chuckled. “We know that’s not true, gorgeous. You trusted me when I saved you from the doctors. What about when I drove you to see your brother? Remember what I said to you that day you asked?” Daylin turned over her mind trying to bring back the memory.

“You said you wanted a kiss…” She recalled.

“And…” He coaxed.

“And when I went to give you one, you stopped me and you said I’d ask you for one eventually.”

Theo nodded his smirk apparent even in the dim light. “And you did. You trusted me enough to kiss me” She understood his words but they weren’t making sense. “Give me a chance to show you, gorgeous.” His tone was sweet and alluring. For a brief second, she was mesmerized by him. But she shook it off.

“Screw you, Theo.” She hissed at him.

“Welp, there’s always plan B.” He said surprisingly calm.

“What’s plan B…” A sharp pain in her upper arm distracted her from her words. She snapped her head to look and saw a large mechanism stuck in her arm. Much like the one used by the dread doctors. Daylin’s vision blurred in and out. He’d given her some kind of sedative. She only remembered bits and pieces. Theo kissing her forehead before getting out of the truck. Darkness. His head lines illuminated two figures walking towards the perseveres. Him and a red hair girl. Darkness. The faint binging sound of his truck, indicating doors were open. Darkness.

The sun woke her from unconsciousness. It was peering in through curtains that were poorly drawn. Daylin slowly opened her eyes, adjusting them to the morning. When she could fully open them, she looked around at her surroundings try figure out where she was. She was on a bed that was still made, but someone had covered her up with a knitted quilt. She brought it to her nose and took it in. Theo. It smelled just like him, she remembered the room now. The night she’d sought refuge in it, she was distraught by her fake cheating incident with her then boyfriend. Daylin scooted to the edge of the bed, and got off. The wooden floor creaking underneath her weight. She walked to the door opening it as silently as possible. She peeked her head out in to the corridor to insure the cost was clear. There was no sounds, so she tiptoed downstairs.

“Going somewhere?” A low raspy called to her when she hit the last step. She turned looking back up the steps, to see Stiles. He head was cocked slightly to the right and he had a trace of a smile on his lips.

“Stiles.” She said relieved. “We got to go. This is Theo’s house.”

“Oh, he knows.” Theo’s seductive tone sang behind her. Daylin spun around to face him. Daylin furrowed her brow looking back and froth to the two boys.

“Let’s have a chat.” Theo insisted.


The Wisp Rainbowcy~


A New Age Pt 2.

A/N: Sorry for all the Pt2 lately. I also marked this one as keep reading because it’s pretty long. There will be a Pt.3.

Requested: Yes, but I was going to do it anyway (:

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I had a pretty rough time in 2014, lots of self doubt and isolation, but there were some great moments too.

Here is my gratitude list:

- Panda dropped out of 2nd grade in private school, did theater for a few months which totally built up her confidence, and jumped into 3rd grade at public school easy peasy. Watching her perform in plays made me laugh and cry simultaneously.

- We saw The Lion King and Beauty And The Beast musicals at The Paramount.

- My brother Akida got married and now I have another awesome sister-in-law named Laura.

The Uncluded played Carnegie Hall and it was declared that no one had ever said as many swear words in that building as Aesop Rock and I did. And we played shows with Pizza Underground, Sir Jarlsberg, and Baby Dayliner.

- Panda and I went to Alaska (now we’ve been to every state) with Paul Baribeau and Frances Mican. We went on a train ride through Denali National Park, on 7 hour whale watching tour, and on a dog sled tour where we met the dog that played Shasta in Snow Buddies.

- Some of my very besties - Jack DishelRegina Spektor, and Adam Green - became parents to absolutely gorgeous perfect tiny humans.

- I bought myself an up front floor seat for Paul Simon and Sting at Key Arena. Went by myself. Sang along and cried all night.

- Panda and I flew to Colorado with our dog. We went to the Youth On Record Real Rock Star Awards. I sang songs at TEDxBoulder and met the amazing amazing amazing Steph Davis. We spent a couple days with our great friends in Manitou Springs. And we had a very fun visit with my bro Kwame, his wife Cady, and their 3 boys.

- I sang Anyone Else But You with Macaulay Culkin at the Pizza Underground, Har Mar SuperstarToby Goodshank and Lizzo show at Chop Suey.

Gabi Shephard TrautmannEric TrautmannAlison PoppyKelly Marie Okler, and Eric Manix at Gabi’s Olympic Cards & Comics became like family to us. I am so happy that these are the peeps Panda looks up to.

- I got to open for the ridiculously smart and funny comedian Hari Kondabolu.

- We got to spend a bunch of time with my parents who are awesome.

Tina Marie Weiss flew out to surprise my mom on her 70th birthday.

Open Mike EagleRob SonicHail Mary Mallon, and D'Angelo all put out fantastic albums.

- I reconnected with some old friends that I hadn’t talked to in years.

- Aesop and I drove around singing along songs by Aloe Blacc and Counting Crows that he introduced me to that I had never heard before, that are now some of my favorites.

You know, maybe the year wasn’t so stinky after all and a lot of it was all in my head. There’s probably other stuff too that I’m just not remembering.

It’s important to write down the good stuff so the crappy stuff doesn’t win.

Maybe this year felt dark because I started it by watching at least one documentary a day for January and February. That was some intense shit. Dear Zachary, man, wrecked my whole year.

I planned to start 2015 with a polar plunge in the morning but decided maybe I should start it by looking into finding a home in the Caribbean and relocating instead. I don’t need to freeze.

I need lots and lots and lots of hot hot sunshine.

Happy New Year friends and strangers.

Viva La Revolution.

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A UK beatmaker fave, Bon Accord just released a new summery jam that is pretty funky. It’s like dancing inside a rainbow. I dig it. You should too.

Don’t forget to grab his limited edition 12" vinyl EP Dayliner, while you still can.

Gluttony Is The New Black

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  1. Bathtub Blues
  2. Megan Fox Level Hotness
  3. If Looks Could Kill
  4. Pool Entrance
  5.  Anchor
  6. Truth or Secret 
  7. Practice Makes Perfect
  8. Am I Pretty?
  9. Hello Gorgeous
  10. I’ve Never Met Anyone Like You Before
  11. Join My Pack
  12. Caution
  13. Caution Cont.
  14. How Do You Know When You’re Dreaming
  15. Rescue & Reveal
  16. Game Night
  17. Game Night Cont.
  18. The Green Monster
  19. Long Lost Brother
  20. Reunited and It Feels So Good
  21. Forget Something? [*Smut]
  22. Betrayal 
  23. Cause and Effect
  24. I’m Sorry [*Smut]
  25. For the First Time
  26. For the First Time Pt2[*Smut]

A New Age Series