Hey Wattpad, So you all know Goosebumps, right? And R.L Stine? Well I’m Slappy. I am the real mastermind, and on October 16th, it will be my turn to tell a story. It’s going to be a real page-turner. This Fall I’m unlocking all the books and unleashing the Goosebumps creatures - Stine can’t keep us trapped in his world forever… just watch. Leave me a note in the comments section and tell me which Goosebumps creature I should set free first. HAHAHA!! Scare you later, Slappy

In my pack if you haven't found your mate by the time you turn 18 then one is chosen for you by the alpha. Werewolves can't shift until they have been mated and alpha wants them to turn as soon as possible to make our pack stronger. If you were fortunate enough to find your mate than great but if not you end up like me, with a chosen one. Kiela, is a wolf who has always looked forward to finding her mate but one day that dream gets taken from her when the future alpha stakes his claim over her. After refusing to accept what fate has handed her she sets out to find his true mate so she can be free. Throw in her true mate who has been looking for her to and you've got problems. Curious to find out what happens? Read on to find out.

(UNDER EXTREME CONSTRUCTION) That one party, that one night, changed it all. Caydee Mitchell was a rebellious, sexy, party girl, she had no care in the world, that was until HE showed up, he's the soon to be state alpha, he wanted his mate to be perfect, he wanted her to be untainted.

Giving up something you love for the benefit of others is never easy. Especially when they are so much better off-according to Waverley on her mate; future Alpha, Corey Milne. Maybe it was the beautiful girlfriend, or the lack of skill at...well, many things. Waverley agreed to a mutual rejection but it doesn't make the pain any easier. Grieving for her lost heart, Waverley sacrificed much for the pack. But little does she know, something big is happening. Something bigger then puppy love. Calm before a storm...but when it hits, will Waverley and her new friend be able to survive? And maybe protect the werewolf population too?

"I'm kicking you out." Valentin's familiar voice broke through my reverie, and I found him glaring at me, with such hate. I didn't think it was possible. Kicking me out? "We can't have weak wolves like yourself in our strong pack. We have a reputation to uphold, and we can't do that when we have a straggler in our way." I understood now. I understood the double meaning. He wanted to be single, he wanted to party and be free, and with a mate it was impossible. The double meaning; he was rejecting me. Not only was he kicking me out of the pack, but also breaking my heart, after I had been so joyful. Why? Why did all the bad things happen to me? "Get out, rouge." Valentin growled, sneering the last part.

Violet was kidnapped, Violet was offered to an auction, Violet… is sold to the vampire prince.

Was Originally: My parents sold me, to my dead brother new best friend. My brother disappeared when I was eight, after a while we just assumed that he was dead. On my eighteenth birthday my life fell apart as my dead brother turned out to be not dead at all. What's worse was that my parents did something that I will not forgive. They sold me to his best friend who is supposed to be some kind of “prince”. They made the decision to ruin my life and payback is an understatement. Also it is being edited, but it takes time so just deal with it tell it gets fixed. dont like the dont read, go find something else to read or work on your own work so i can come bitch about to you.

Claudette is the last princess in the country... she's lost the only man she ever wanted as a mate and now she has 2 hot guards fighting to protect her..... what will happen when the Werewolf Prince of Europe turns up demanding something she cant give.....or will she?

Dear Reader, It hadn't hit me right away, many things, but especially the fact that I was about to turn twenty years old. It was as if it was just yesterday that I was learning how to make a peanut butter sandwiches, tie my shoes, and draw endlessly with fat crayons--which I thoroughly believed to be a masterpiece. It had to be yesterday, when I was befriending any new person that I met with a dazzling smile. No, those were the years that I was numb--masked from the world and blissfully unaware of the dangers and lingering dark edges of the Chicago city. Life moves fast; terrifyingly fast for some, especially those who try and anchor down each and every day of their existence. For others, it moves drearily slow. I use to be numb, I use to be unaware of the shadows deep within the corners of the earth, the watchful figures around me. I use to draw scribbles, struggle to tie my shoes, and fail at doing the simple things, like tying shoes. I use to make friends with anyone I met and kept that friendship over a promise. I use to do a lot of things, actually. But that was when life was a whole lot simpler, safer, and perfect. That was before I knew about Death. That was before he became my frenemy. Forever and always, Faith Williams *** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075