Being the Immaculate Pack, a pack of innocence and freedom, you would never expect a gruesome murder to happen. You would think the people there wouldn't dare hurt a fly but in a place, with walls, you never know what happens on the inside. What are the rumors? That the place is just a dead on the inside as the Malevolent Pack. With a string of murders, and a sketchy alpha...things are bound to be questioned. ________________________________________________ Emily Sire has been called upon to look into a case involving the Immaculate Pack. Being the best detective for the wolf kind there is, she's determined to crack it. She stumbles upon something during her investigation that puts her in a predicament... meet Alpha Oliver, her mate. ------------------------------ Book 5 in The Bond Series Books in order: The Royal Bond The War Bond The Power Bond The Intelligence Bond The Immaculate Bond The Malevolent Bond The Rampant Bond The Queen's Bond

When falling in love with you is destined to hurt as hell. | Always click the external link for the other side of the story. | A short story collaboration with @Lanceyw

Sabi nila, kapag daw ginawa mong wallpaper ang picture ng taong mahal mo sa cellphone mo at walang nakakita nito within 15 days, magkakatuluyan daw kayo. Teka teka, naniniwala ka ba don?

A (not-so) hopeless romantic writer. A weird (not-so-much of a) stranger. A lot of (denying) feelings in between. A (continuation of the online) connection that ends on 11 / 23.

Meet Kayla Wilson, 'miss perfect' adorned with a five-leaf clover. She gets kicked out of her third job, fails her latest relationship, lost all her savings, and gets hit by a car, all in one day. And the next thing she knows, she fakes a marriage with John E. Brooks--a nerd turned hottie, who overly adored her when they were young. And to make it worse, Dorothy, John's meddlesome grandmother, devises a scheme for the two to be together, i.e., the last thing that they both wanted to happen. It's one mishap after another as little miss perfect finds out what it means to have it all flawlessly.

"Sana ma-realize mong nag-eexsit din ako sa mundong ito."

Sabi nila, pag nag bilang ka raw ng siyam na bituin sa loob ng siyam na araw at sinabi mo ang hiling mo, magkakatotoo raw ito. Ang hirap maniwala sa mga pamahiin na 'yan, pero wala naman masama kung susubukan 'di ba? Malay natin magkatotoo ang hiling ko na sana....magustuhan mo rin ako.

Sometimes, guys tease you because they like you; and sometimes, they're just jerks. And in Gracelyn's case, Phoenix is just a jerk. Or at least, she thinks he is. Cover by Wattpad user @escapists

Lea and Gabe are in the same creative writing class. They get the same pop culture references, order the same Chinese food, and hang out in the same places. Unfortunately, Lea is reserved, Gabe has issues, and despite their initial mutual crush, it looks like they are never going to work things out. But somehow even when nothing is going on, something is happening between them, and everyone can see it. Their creative writing teacher pushes them together. The baristas at the local Starbucks watch their relationship like a TV show. Their bus driver tells his wife about them. The waitress at the diner automatically seats them together. Even the squirrel who lives on the college green believes in their relationship.

•••Excerpt••• I walked Vivian up to her apartment. During the ride back she couldn't stop talking about the clothes she saw and her smile was constant. The spark in her eyes never left. How could I ask her to stay just because I was a self-centered fool. I'd miss her. "Thanks for dinner, Rich. I really appreciate it." I knew she meant for more than just dinner. "Your welcome, Viv." I hugged her. She was still here for another week. There's no need to go all sappy now. It was only 3 months. She'll be back before I know it. But for now, I needed this. To be with her. We pulled apart. That glow was still there. If I hadn't known any better, she looked like one of my many one night stands after hot sex. Wait, she looked like- "Oh, shit." "What is it?" She asked. Her face was surprised that I cursed out of nowhere. "Who is he?" I demanded. "Who's who?" "The man that you're fucking, Viv." *primarily in Vivian's pov, and this story was created about 3 years ago with not much editing. Sorry for the choppy style and grammar. I won't be changing it much because I wanna keep the memory of my writing.