Author's note: This is a story based on One Tree Hill and takes place during Season 4 at which point both the actresses and the characters are over 18. * The door to Peyton Sawyer's house was rarely if ever locked so as usual Haley James Scott had no problem entering her friend's home, briefly and rather pointlessly checking the downstairs before ultimate...
Disclaimer: I do not own iZombie. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Peyton Charles hadn't spent a lot of time thinking about her wedding. Even when she was younger, it was more important to her to become a lawyer. She always figured she could worry about marriage later. God knows everything she could remember had been working to...
In the forefront of his mind Peyton knew it all so much mean-spirited bunk, one more in a line of petty abuses freakishly tall Sally had to endure, but at the same time the lizard contingent that kept squalid house in some far flung synaptic bunker at the back of it all whispered what ifs in a low guttural whisper, suggesting several visceral scenarios & var...
You wake up in a cheap run-down motel room. Since your first day with WWE was yesterday, they didn't bother buying you a room. You get out of bed and think about what happened last night. You remember having sex with NXT superstar Peyton Royce. It was one of the greatest feelings in the world. Suddenly, your phone rings, which knocks you out of your tranc...
Peyton let out a slew of curse words as she bumped her head on the window pane. She bit her lip to hold in a frustrated grunt and continued to push her huge duffle bag and the rest of her body through. Being careful of any sounds she made, Peyton quickly slid back the screen and closed the motel window. She let out a sigh of relief and scanned her surroundin...
*Chapter One* It was a few days before Christmas break of my freshman year of college. I knew I wasn't going home. I hadn't been home for Thanksgiving break either. I couldn't face seeing Ahmad, Tatum, or my father. The fact that I'd caught the love of my life and my sister having sex was not something that I could get past easily, and the heartache that...
Hello All! I'd like to thank you readers who comment constructively on my submissions. Your comments and encouragement kept me going. And a special thanks to my editor Nehkara, coolest editor ever! And by the way, this is not the last chapter. It just feels that way. As always, feedback is welcome. -Kat The fog was clearing. Slowly but surely, Nate...
When I called my wife to let her know I was heading home, she was both coy and sexy on the phone, telling me that she had a surprise for me, and not to make any plans for the rest of the night. Inevitably, a cryptic message like this meant an evening and night featuring Suzanne modeling lingerie for me, followed by the prolific use of lubricant, and ended wi...
You are an indie wrestler who just got hired by WWE. You were sent a message via email several months in advance, and when the time finally came to arrive at the WWE Performance Center, you were pumped up. Being a WWE superstar had been your dream for years. You arrive at the front doors of the performance center. You are greeted by a huge bald guy, who lea...
I’d been invited to this party and against my better judgment, I decided to go. Too many celebrities and way too many reporters looking for a story. My name is Peyton, and I’m a fashion reporter. Okay, so maybe it’s not Pulitzer stuff, but it’s a good living, and I get to meet everyone…. But I digress. This story is about a party…. Peyton did a last min...