The Bite was published as a Paperback and E-book from W by Wattpad Books on February 7, 2023! As a Wattpad reader, you can access the Wattpad Books Published Edition here upon purchase and the Wattpad Original Edition for free. ***** Charlotte is on the run from a troubled past to start a new life, turn a new page and begin again. Little does she know that the new life she is about to start, is one that is only supposed to exist only in fairy tales. What was a minor decision put her in the wrong place at the wrong time; a decision that will be burned into her memory, a decision that forced her to fight for her life, a decision that will turn her into a thing of fairy tales- and it only took one bite.

Told between before the dark and after Morgan Amy recounts the trauma and loss she experiences after a tragic school shooting. Morgan never thought she'd ever be affected by gun violence. But now the aftermath of what was supposed to be a normal school day is everywhere. Loss is laced in every word she speaks, blood is stained permanently on her hands. She was supposed to be safe. But she wasn't. And now nothing would ever be the same. And the worst part is, she feels at blame. ...

Highest rank #1 on #mute 08/20/2020 #2 on #Bestie 08/24/220 Meet Binali Lewis. She is mute. But she chooses to be. She's cynical, when it comes to talking. She finds no use in it. But then a new teacher comes along. He completely disregards the fact that she's mute. Then he decides to group her with Blake- the school bad boy. Will he cause her to break her silence... or will she keep her vow to never speak. Cover by @genresalad

Dear Bully, You called me a fat whore today in class. The class laughed, even the teacher smiled. I wonder if you guys know that I'm Annorexic. I wonder of you know that I was raped. -Katy.

{Compleated} He gets all the girls. She gets no guys. He loves to party. She's never been to a party. He drinks. She drinks water. It seems like they have nothing in common but they do. A lot more then they think.

Madisyn Connelly, or MC as people called her, considered staring at the wall for the next hour a viable entertainment option. Her life was, to put it mildly, predictable. Wake, work, maybe catch a movie, sleep, repeat. The thrill was gone, replaced by the beige monotony of suburban existence. That's when her phone buzzed. It was a text message from an unknown number: "Hello? Are you there?" Madisyn sighed. Just another wrong number. She typed back, "Wrong number, sorry." and went back to contemplating the life she was living. The reply came instantly: "No matter how I put this, it'll sound crazy. I've gone over this many times in my head." Followed by "Wait a sec. I have to add the others first. Please don't go." Thomas, Cleo, Dan, Richy, Jessy... These names were strangers only moments ago and now resonated with a strange urgency. "We need to ask, How do you know Hannah Donfort?" Madisyn hesitated. She was about to send another dismissive reply, but a flicker of... something... stopped her. Boredom? Curiosity? A subconscious yearning for something more? "I don't know anyone named Hannah," she typed adding a question mark at the end, unsure why she was even bothering. The next text chilled her blood: "Hannah's my girlfriend and she disappeared. Three days ago to be exact." And so began Madisyn's unwanted adventure. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was somehow connected to this Hannah, these people, this desperate plea. Madisyn's heart hammered. Worried texts, Hannah's disappearance, Madisyn's phone number on Hannah's phone... it all pointed to something far more sinister than a simple misunderstanding. The search led her down dark alleys and into smoky bars. She faced threats, endured intimidation, and felt the cold grip of fear more times than she could count. She had discovered that even in the most ordinary of lives, there was the potential for extraordinary courage, love, and power to make a difference. And it all started with the wrong number.

Charlotte Leti is abused by her father and older sister, being blamed for her mother's death isn't an everyday occurrence, but for her it is. She wears long sleeves and jeans to cover the bruises and scars. After tripping and falling into the arms of the bad boy she soon falls for him, not knowing his feelings for her she attempts suicide and drifts into a coma. Five years later she is awake...

"Wait!" I yelled. "I have knock-knock joke." "Go, quick." "Knock knock." "Who's there?" He asked. "Cows go." "Cows go who?" He asked. "No, cows go moo," I said. "Taaa daaa!" "Okay, now get out of my way," he demanded walking past me. "No, wait-" I was cut off by Dylan throwing me over his shoulder. He scooped me up so easily as if I didn't weigh much. His arm was strong holding my waist securely and his shoulder was comfortable under my stomach. Once upon a time, there was a normal girl going through High School. She had really rich parents and she got everything she wanted. Everyone loved her because of how sweet she was. She was completely healthy as well so she lived happily ever after! Wait! Cut! That is not my life story at all! Let me tell you the real story... Once upon a time, there was an awkward 17-year-old girl going through High School. She had never met her parents and had to live with her idiotic older brother, William Johnson. They were not rich at all. They didn't even have a house to sleep in. Most people in her school hated her because of how sweet and bubbly she was but she was just trying to make them happy. And let's just say she had a very deadly disease as well. Now that is the life story of me; Naomi Johnson. And I don't believe in two things; 1. Happily ever afters 2. Hope Because I can't just hope that my life will be happily ever after because I know it's not.

• • • • • Watching from afar has become my new way of life. Watching my friends be happy, watching my peers live in a blissful ignorance, and watching my family watch me wither away. Being diagnosed with cancer was a painful punch to the gut, a wake up call I didn't think I needed. And as I watched my family crumble apart under the weight of my sickness, I made the decision that nobody else would ever know. So my cancer is my secret, it's locked away in so many vaults that nobody will ever be able to reach it. Not even Zach Dawson.

A school experiment has kids texting each other for 10 weeks, no names, no pictures, just talking. The goal is to create unexpected friendships. When two people start texting they realize they have quiet a bit in common and enjoy each other banter, sparks fly. Chyanne(Chy) Stevens was shy and her best friend Sandra(Sandy) Benson made her sign up. Chyanne was not the social type and enjoyed her ability to hide. Hot shot Owen Roxen signed up for reasons unknown to even him. Owen's name was always in peoples mouths. Most people didn't know the real him. As they go back and forth with their mystery texter they also deal with their external attentions too, but who do you choose? **COMPLETED - EDITING IN PROGRESS**