It’s at least fifteen below, the snow is falling thicker than ever, and bullets are whizzing through the air as the hunters on their tail close in around them...
Great blend of camaraderie and burgeoning affection.
“First of all, this isn’t Pirates of the Caribbean; there’s no such thing as parley, and second, no,” Peter bites out with finality, and the flatness in his voice would be more than enough for anyone else to drop the issue. --Seriously, this laugh was hard.
Well-written and solid, if not especially ambitious. Yet more evidence, if any was needed, on why I'll always be willing to read Steter by this author.
Before we get the lovely, we experience danger, adrenaline, fear, and desperation.
I like the this version of Stiles and Peter, dancing around each other, knowing something is there but waiting until Stiles is eighteen. It works, it's believable.
And it's lovely.
There are a few grammatical errors but they're one hundred percent forgiven in exchange for a story like this.
3.5 stars Nice Steter where Stiles saves Peter and then Peter saves Stiles. I like these little shorts where, even though nothing happens between then yet, they are both on the same page and it's clear that something will happen soon. It works for this length story. And Scott makes his idiot douchebag appearance, so all is right with the world.