Welcome to the wonderful world of writing on Wattpad! This is Wattpad, not the Olympics, so there's no need to panic. Anyone can try it, no training required. Writing doesn't have to be complicated, and you don't have to be a graduate of some fancy university, but there are a few guidelines that will make things easier for you and your readers. I have tips for beginners who paid as little attention in English as I did, as well as details on things I've learned over the years. Anyone can write a story. I never thought I would write anything, but I tried it and - much to my surprise - I found it very relaxing and entertaining. Feel free to skip around the chapters to find sections that interest you. You are also welcome to skim everything in case you find a hidden gem of advice. Please note that my writing tips follow the Chicago Manual of Style writing guide (you are free to use a different guide - keeping things consistent is the biggest thing).

I only wanted one thing: to stay invisible. Instead, I end up in a villa in Tuscany - surrounded by chaos, secrets, and two ridiculously hot foster brothers... who are absolutely off-limits. *** Sofie was used to handling life on her own. Unfortunately, child services has a different plan. Now she and her little sister are placed with a foster family. Their estate, tucked away in the rolling hills of Tuscany, is already a shock. As if that weren't enough, she keeps running into her "new" siblings - not just around the villa, but also at their snobby private school. Especially the two sons really mess with Sofie's life. If only they wouldn't look so ridiculously hot, it would be easier for Sofie to keep hoping that her mother - and her familiar, normal life - might come back. *** Amid family chaos, racing hearts, and homesickness, Sofie has to learn that you can't always run away... and maybe she doesn't even want to anymore.

Betrayal. It's how the Red Wars came to start. It will be how they end. Rosalie, known as the Red Mask, is the people's protector. She spends her nights in the slums of Aliscia slitting the throats of those who mean her people harm. But by day, she is her mother's ignored daughter-the heir to a bloody throne, left vacant by a murdered father. When her father's council finally demands a king, the queen makes Rosalie an offer she cannot refuse. Catch the eye of the crown prince of Bravera, the son of the king who killed Rosalie's father, slit his throat, and return a magical object stolen during the war. Pave the way for her mother to finish the Red War and assume complete control of both thrones. Rosalie agrees, binding herself with a blood vow. A vow not easily broken. Once in the heart of enemy territory, she finds her task not so simple. In order to seduce and kill, she must first get close, and getting close means pretending to open up her guarded heart. The fate of both kingdoms is at the mercy of a deceitful princess and a deadly curse, but when the heart gets involved, even the strongest minds can fall prey to betrayal.

Adelaide Greyard was born cursed. Her crimson eyes marked her as an omen in an empire that feared what it did not understand. Though a legitimate daughter of a marquisate, she was unloved, unwanted, and quietly tormented her entire life. Weak, soft-hearted, and desperate for affection, Adelaide clung to the one man betrothed to her-only to be publicly humiliated, betrayed, and cruelly rejected. When the man she loved told her she was disgusting and pitiful, Adelaide chose death. But death was not the end. Reborn with her memories intact-and power already awakening-Adelaide laughs at the foolish girl she once was. This time, she will not beg for love or approval. Bound once more to the Aragon Dukedom, she makes a decision that shocks the empire: she refuses her former fiancé and instead asks to marry Kael Aragon, his uncle-a battle-hardened duke more than twice her age. Only then does Alexus Aragon begin to see her. The tears are gone. The weakness is gone. The woman who once loved him without restraint now looks at him with cold indifference-and it unsettles him. Attraction follows regret. Regret turns to obsession. For the first time, Alexus wants Adelaide... and for the first time, she wants nothing from him. He clings. He schemes. He tries to reclaim what he once scorned. But Adelaide does not turn back. This is not a story of forgiveness. It is a story of refusal. Of desire awakened too late. And of a woman who chooses herself-while the man who broke her watches her slip beyond his reach. Some loves are ungodly. Some regrets are eternal.

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The main character always ends up with the male lead? Even if they're backstabbing, evil, and cruel, they will live happily ever after just because they are the main character? Even if they're so innocent that they cause countless deaths, they will still be treated with love and respect, with everyone groveling at their feet to help them. Well, the readers have agreed to disagree with this thought. It's about time to revolt! Alright then, we just need someone to destroy the main character. We need to take away the main character's golden thigh. Since that's the case, we need to Steal The Male Lead. AN: Hello everyone, so this is going to be my third book ever written on Wattpad. I've actually had plans for this book for a while and I also have many ideas for the other arcs but, please enjoy the book, and I will try to keep a constant update on it. *If any of the photos are yours or you know that the artist of the photos or characters don't want it up, please comment down right away so that I can delete it. None of the photos are mine and rightfully belong to the artist.*

The harem has always been known as a gilded cage that Xiu Zhao was never eager to join as the only di daughter of her father's household she has to enter. Yet she is prepared to not only protect herself but find a stable position to protect her. However, as she rises in power due to not only her beauty but her wisdom she attracts the attention of the emperor soon becoming his favourite. When he soon falls in love with her plans change drastically.

Being a second wife is rather like learning to perfect a set of aerial maneuvers. There are seriously complicated stunts involved: trapezing around the first wife, learning when to appear and disappear at exactly the right moments, tolerating your mother in law, enduring the concubines, and getting the husband in your bed. No one expects to be a second wife. No one does.