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The White Wolf by Walking_Smile
The White Wolf
Walking_Smile
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Sydney Watkins is just an average girl trying to make her way through high school with her not so popular friends. When Sydney and her friends pull a prank on the lacrosse team, Jaycen Ward's attention is suddenly locked on her. Searching for her missing phone in the forest, Sydney is confronted by a mysterious stranger. After biting her and leaving Sydney for dead, she could not prepare herself for the whirlwind of chaos she was about to be pulled into. ☽✣☾ Jaycen Ward is a not so average guy. He is the soon to be alpha of the Starling Wolf Pack, one of the most well-known guys in school, the captain of the lacrosse team, and he's just found his human mate-Sydney Watkins. The only problem is, well she's human. That's until he finds one of his sworn enemies has bitten her, triggering a war between his army of rogues and Jay's pack. ☽✣☾ Now together Sydney and Jay have to stop their enemies from not only destroying Jay and his pack but Sydney too. Together they have to defeat a crazed wolf and his followers while building up their newfound relationship as mates, as well as run a pack, and help Sydney adapt to her new life as a werewolf... ☽✣☾ Werewolf Rank: #243 ☽✣☾ WARNING: There is adult language and occasional mature situations. EDITING 6/2020: This story is going through MAJOR edits. The plot stays the same though for the most part.
The Bad Boy vs. The Bad Girl by continued
The Bad Boy vs. The Bad Girl
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** #2 in WATTYAWARDS** ** #24 in FUNNY!** **#3 in SHORT STORY** I whipped around to smell the scent of pine, cigarettes, and mint. Amused grey eyes shined, and dark, shaggy, brown hair filled my vision. His hands were in his low, dark jeans, and his muscled chest puffed out of his white t-shirt, and black leather jacket. His smirk made me tense up. "You." I glared. "Me." He smiled. The one person who could piss me off in a split second, the person who was the sole reason I am who I am today was leaning against one of the navy blue lockers. The atomic bomb just exploded in my life. And his name is Roman Quinn. DISCLAIMER: I wrote this when I was a good 12 years old. There are plot holes, spelling and grammar errors. However, this is the first thing I've ever written and somehow I am STILL proud of it and the grateful for anyone who laughed. (Even if it was just once). Viewer Discretion is Advised.