"I really can't believe you're denying me in bed as a punishment, Jadesola." He growled, his voice laced with a dangerous edge to it. I paused in the middle of applying my beauty mask but refused to grant him my attention. "I believe I am not talking to a mannequin, Jade? Or are you going to ignore me as well?" When he met with silence, he stood up from the bed and began to walk closer to where I sat. He really wanted me to talk huh?! "William, you went ahead and did what I requested, no, I made you promise not to do. And you expect me to jump into your bed like a dog on heat afterwards? Why consult me now if you can make your decisions on your own." My body still sat in front of that mirror, but it was far from relaxed anymore, being in the same space with Williams always yielded that result. "I'll have you know that I am still your husband, Jade!" His clouded expression of frustration made me smile inwardly. "And I hope you also recollect I'm still your wife." I replied with just as much force and stood to my feet. In a relationship that was written-off as a failure, sparks with intense electricity is what had always been avoided. That was of course, until Cupid decided to shoot arrows and feelings are caught. Is it supposedly a disaster when the union is seen as a doom by possessors? SLOW UPDATES! STARTED OFFICIALLY: 4th of August, 2020 ENDS OFFICIALLY : -

"Bridget Jones with a lot more wine! This story is hilarious, feel-good and relatable in all the best ways!" - Grace K @ HQ. She's just quit her high-flying job and her marriage is coasting on fumes. Can Alice find a sense of purpose in all the madness? ***** Alice's life isn't going to plan. She's tied to her phone, pointlessly managing PR for a sinking corporate megalith. She's become a bit player in her kids' lives and her marriage is coasting on fumes. Forcing herself into action with a rash resignation, Alice sets out to make a positive impact on the world around her. But how? Meditation leads to napping and her attempts to get closer to her teenage daughter result in the discovery of a secret that left her at loss of what to do! As the months tick by and a sense of purpose continues to elude her, Alice finds herself forming bonds with the most unlikely characters: the young woman who panhandles outside her old office; the homeless boy who sits cross-legged outside the liquor store with his ginger cat; her own dog walker who, it turns out, knows a thing or two about developing a good crema. Testing the limits of marriage, motherhood and the Toronto subway system--can Alice find her way into a purpose-driven life? Or will it all be one giant hangover? [*Wattpad Editor's Pick 2018*] [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]] Readers say: "This had me laughing so loud that my sister came to check up on me to see if I'm OK!!!" "...the new Bridget Jones, a working woman's take on the digital age." About the Author: Working mother, annoying vegetarian and red wine enthusiast, Renee lives in Toronto with her flawed but wonderful family (seriously, who left socks on the kitchen counter?) in a flawed but wonderful house (what *is* that smell in the basement?).

Jesugbemi Ilesanmi is your nerdy pastor's daughter with a clean academic record of having the most As in BHS. She almost invisible during every social events and you could say she has no color in her life. Things are about to change when Jesugbemi makes a lists of things to be as a new person for the new year in a new class. The list contains dating the school sweetheart, Dunmininu Drey, joining BHS most classy clique led by Crystal Adenuga and be in the school top ten most influential girls. If wishes were horses, Gbemi will ride.

I knew alcohol had a weird effect on the body but what I didn't expect it to do was make me tear up the dance floor with Lizzie by my side. The alcohol made me feel as feel as though I had adrenaline coursing through my veins. I felt different and I couldn't categorize it. If it was the good different, I didn't know. If it was the bad, I couldn't tell. "I didn't know you partied." And it was at that exact moment I froze. Usually, when someone sneaks up on me, I'd turn around and kick them in the shin or punch them. Trust me, those were very important reflexes even though my hands were made for writing or chopping carrots and not for punching. I grew up being close to people who loved to play pranks on people. 'People' meaning 'me'. My older brother, my cousin Jacob and he who shall not be named. Those times I could tell if it was Mg or Jacob or Mr nameless. But this time it felt different. I knew who was behind me, heck, it was the person who has been around me a lot these past two days but my reflexes wouldn't work. I urged them to, played the actions out in my head but nothing happened. The party all around us disappeared and it was at that I knew, that moment that I felt, something deep inside me that I have never felt before. Maybe it was that feeling, maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was just me acting on impulse that made me do what I did next. ✿"A tale as old as time, where popular meets average but through a night of persuasion, alcohol and a quite blank state of mind."- When Good Girls Drink✿ 💜"I love the little details and mannerisms... it really brings the characters to life gives them more depth. I found myself wanting more! I love that Jason isn't a stereotypical mean guy at the start."-CayleighKennedy{DumDumPops4}💜 {I take no credit for the picture in the cover. I found on Pinterest and I loved it.} Not Edited...

Elena Adams has had a rough life. Her mother left her after the death of her sister and her brother never comes around. She's left alone with her drunk father. She's got a mouth on her though and will stand up to anyone who fucks with her or her friends. Reece Parkers life is golden, well except for the being dragged in a gang thing. He's the schools player/ bad boy. He's cocky, carefree and hot. He's tough and fearless... until Elena came along. She became his weakness in a matter of days. "I wanna punch you in the face" I squinted my eyes. Just then an apple snacked him right in the head. Lauren and I curled our lips in so we wouldn't laugh "my point p-proven" I bursted out into laughter He squinted his eyes and stood up "Who threw it!" All eyes were on him. I exchanged looks with Lauren before we gave him our attention again "Caleb please get down" I laughed He shook his head "No Lena" he looked at the jock table and jumped off the table stomping their way "who did it?" Lauren and I jumped out of out seats and ran to him "Caleb stop. They're gonna beat your ass" I made slight eye contact with Reece, his grey eyes stared into my soul and he gave me a blank expression. I looked at Caleb "Go now!" I pointed back to our table "Lena I got a fucking apple to the head" he frowned "I ain't leaving until I find out who it was" "I did it" Dylan smirked "but it was aimed for Kayne"

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Demi wanted to be away from all the demons in high school as soon as possible till he met her... Oluwademilade Oriladewa is the finest of them all with the brains and a banging body. A popular teen soul-singer and an SS3 student of Elite College with enough family issues. Fadekemi Oluwalogbon is a poor girl lucky enough to get a chance to study in the prestigious Elite College. She's from a very poor family with a semi blind grandmother, a mother who works her ass off to feed the entire family and an abusive drunkard of a father who does nothing but makes their lives hell. Being picked among thousands that wrote the exam, Fade was very happy. When she resumed school, she found out scholarship students are treated like trash and very few people want to be her friend. Every scholarship student gets a chaperone to guide them through their first term in school and Fade was excited when she finds out her celebrity crush is her chaperone. Her joy is squashed because she felt like he might be just like the others to her. Fade finds herself falling hard for her chaperone even when the rules say no illicit relationships between charity students and their chaperones.