Disclaimer: I do not own Pretty Little Liars and have no association with anyone involved in the show. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Author's note: This story takes place in the second half of Season 6. ***** 5 years. 5 long years since they had last been all in a room together and in a weird way it felt like no time had passed a...
All the characters are over the age of eighteen. * "Oh hi Hanna," Alison DiLaurentis had a smile like a serial killer, charming to those who didn't recognise it, evil to those who did. She stood in front doorway of the Marin house, obviously expecting to be let in. Not that Hanna was minded to, she couldn't believe that she used to be friends with the litt...
Hanna Paxon was born into, and grew up in, a household where money and love were in abundance. Despite her parents' wealth they gave their three children, Hanna being the youngest and the only girl, all the love that a child could want. Although they did not want for material possessions, the children were not spoiled. They were respectful toward adults, kin...
Curtis had apparently chosen to pout, at least for now. He'd not said a word as he'd gotten ready and had ignored her when Hanna had asked him what he wanted her to fix him for lunch. She smiled when she heard the front door slam, although she wasn't exactly sure why it pleased her the way it did. Picking up her cell phone, Hanna typed out a text to her fri...
Hanna placed her cards on the table. "Full House. Nines over Threes" She declared with confidence. Samantha looked disappointed for a moment then a wide grin crossed her lips. Slowly she laid her cards on the table saying "four little tiny deuces" With that she reached out with both hands and dragged the large stack of chips toward her. Hanna said "You ch...
Hanna Marin felt guilty. She told herself she shouldn't. That she was just a pawn in all of this. That She had done exactly as she was told to by her pimp, given Aria the bate and her friend had taken it. Was it really her fault her friend was now metaphorically being devoured? Yes. No matter what she told herself she felt like the answer to that question wa...
Hanna had not long returned to work after time off having her first baby. She had worked hard to get her figure back and when she got an invite for a leaving drink in the bar at work, for a colleague, she happily accepted. She wore skin tight jeans, black heels, a figure hugging white blouse and sexy black bra and thong. Hanna knew she looked great and fel...
Hanna was almost shaking as she entered her house; only the fact that her girlfriend Mona was right behind her stopped her turning and running, or at least just going into the kitchen and only giving her Mom a perfunctory nod and a brief talk-through of her school day. But Mona was insistent that Hanna speak properly to her Mom, even coaching her what to say...
Hanna felt herself sway slightly, the two women giggling to each other as they made their way out of the club. There, they found a black Mercedes waiting for them at the entrance door. A white gentleman approaching his late forties or early fifties stood by the rear door and was quick to open it when he saw the two women exit the club. "I've had a few too m...
When Hanna finally came to, she found her head resting in someone's lap. As her vision cleared, she saw the smiling face of Haley looking down at her. "Are you okay, Hanna? When you fainted, Damian called for me. He couldn't come to you because you obviously weren't ready yet," Haley's sweet voice said as the teen stroked her hair. "Damian, he's the devil,...