His Captiv(e)ating Spitfire
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"When thinking about life, remember this:
No amount of guilt can change the past
and no amount of anxiety can change the future."
*FTRs, mention here!*
Greetings, fellow Wattpader, and welcome to my story! I want to thank you for giving me a chance, and know that I am extremely grateful to all of you...
So that's a good start right? Now where's the pizza that I was offered for saying all that?
Before you further proceed into this story, I wish to bring into your awareness that:
• This is not going to be your average 'saw-him-and-fell-in-love' situation. It's something in between an enemies-to-lovers, and she's-stupid-but-she's-my-mate situation. To be honest, I don't really know what to call it.
• If you're triggered by women empowerment, support misogynists, and overall are a jerk when it comes to women, *flips page over dramatically* leave.
• This is a book that will revolve around self-acceptance, insecurities, and finding oneself, and most importantly, the real kind of love, and not the one you see on Wattpad *which is mostly very toxic.*
• If you expect this story to be perfect, it's not. It's not going to be your typical fairytale, and will actually have some reckless parts which will make you want to bang your head. But that's really the fun of it all.
• Again, the characters are not perfect. They each have their own flaws, and will make stupid mistakes, but in the end, they're still (fictional) people.
• Also, this story will (hopefully) take you on an overwhelming and emotional roller coaster ride. I humbly welcome your tidal wave of emotions in the comments *opens arms*
This book is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author's imagination, or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental- even though it would be cool if something resembled a dead person hehe.
Some advice: If you think of stealing this story, or any other story in general, ask yourself these questions: Am I not as good as they are? Surely they must have taken some measures to be able to write a good story out of tscratch; can't I do the same? Do I really trust their writings more than my own? Will doing so benefit me? Even if I end up being able to do so without them knowing, won't my conscience eat me up?
I hope that this by doing so, you will be able to understand that stealing will not benefit you, in any way.
I love you all- from the bottom of my heart. Don't hesitate to leave comments- whether they be suggestions to help me improve my writing, or any words of encouragement. Also, don't forget to tap/click that little star button! Settle down in your rocket ship and venture further into this story!
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His Captiv(e)ating Spitfire
RomancePrincess Thea had two options; 1) To forcefully marry the obnoxious bastard that she once loved; 2) To pray for the dragon to kidnap and kill her. Since the two-hundred-year-old dragon was harmless and seemed to show no interest in royalty, he didn'...