Beacon Hills is the newest target in a pattern of attacks on werewolves designed to 'out' them as a violent threat to humanity. Derek Hale should have more important things on his mind than wondering what Stiles Stilinski sounds like getting fucked into a mattress. [AN: Updates will be posted every Thursday]

There's a new bartender at Stiles's favourite bar, and Stiles is Not Happy.

Stiles is heading back to Beacon Hills for a weekend of kink spent with his oldest and best friends. He's been away for some time, and suddenly all his friends have a new favourite dom. Who the hell is Derek Hale, and why is his small BDSM community so convinced that Stiles has to play with him?

"I know this sucks for you, but you'll only be in the air for an hour or so. It'll be over before you know it."

Here Derek was with blood on his lips and death in his eyes speaking it like it wasn't already the only thing on Stiles's mind so why speak it?

Stiles would be excited about college if it didn't feel like everything else was falling apart. With both Scott and Derek as Alphas the tension within the pack has reached an all-time high, and lately things between Stiles and Derek haven't been so great either. As if things couldn't get worse, a new pack has arrived in town. And they don't want to play nice. (Sequel to LMW)

Twelve times the lines blurred.

"Well, she's definitely responsive," Kate purred, more to the girl herself than to Harris, enjoying the way the girl's face heated with shame at the remark. The paleness of her skin was truly delightful—the slightest effort on Kate's part would leave marks on it for days.