England, 1815 Alexandra Chase has always liked being the perfect daughter, thank you very much. Why would she bother chafing against society’s restrictions when instead she could be basking in the warm glow of its approval? But when her brother’s best friend—and secret obsession—returns from a long spell abroad, she begins losing interest in the suitable young lord she’s expected to marry. Suddenly, family duty and a flawless reputation seem less important than the chance, however slight, that her girlhood crush might notice her now that she’s all grown up… Tristan Nesbitt has done some growing up himself over the last few years, what with moving across oceans, inheriting a title, and facing a devastating scandal. But through it all, he’s never forgotten the Chases, the closest thing he had to a family back in his school days. When his old friend Griffin Chase requests a favor, he’s happy to oblige, as long as he can maintain enough distance from the family that his infamous past won’t tarnish their good name. Unfortunately, one Chase seems intent on getting much closer to him than she should…

A BAD BOY STOLE MY BRA is published and no longer available on Wattpad. It is available in multiple languages, including English, French, German, Italian and Indonesian as paperback and e-book internationally. It is also available as an adaptation on the app Episode - 'It Started With a Bra.' This copy has the first 3 chapters ONLY. SPIN OFF SEQUEL (Same characters): The Anti Delinquent System is fully available on Wattpad! It follows Chase's love story, with large amounts of Riley, Alec, Joe, Violet and Dylan! Picture this: You wake up in the middle of the night, swamped in your star wars covers and completely and utterly groggy to the extent that you look like something from the Monsters Inc. movie. You hear a sound, so you sit up and turn your lamp on, and that's when you see it. Your new neighbour, clambering halfway through your window (Still managing to look like some sort of a Greek god, I may add) holding your MICKEY MOUSE BRA. What do you do? Well, you scream obviously. Then what? Why, you get revenge of course. Romance #1 Humour #3 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Cover and Official Trailer made by @moonxriver

Who said games are bad? After all, I met you on League :) WARNING: This is my first fan-fiction and story shared to public. I was experimenting with writing on Hanji's insane level and just basically having fun. I was also a fucking retard at tenses so if you cannot stand a story jumping around with tense, this story will PISS you off. I am improving but I still suck no doubt. Cover credit! I was given permission by oekaki-chan.tumblr to use her work as my cover :) check her blog out! Beautiful art style and she makes a few short touching comics. Her art style is frikin amazing, basically you should throw everything down and it check out! XD Anyways, give my story a shot and if you like it then I am glad. Just one more thing, the story kind of started because of League of Legends but I couldn't make it the main focus... Thank you for reading this good-for-nothing description and enjoy the weird story I somehow wrote through pure enthusiasm and excruciating efforts to squeeze out words. Oh yeah, the earlier chapters suck, the rest isn't awesome but better. I cringed when I reread my first few chapters XDXDXDXDXD note - longest paragraph in history ^^^^^ LAST MESSAGE Hey so after god knows how long (blame my procrastination and nonexistent motivation) this has come to an end. I decided to just go with whatever I had drawn before my motivation disappeared so now that that is done....... it's time I leave this account. Good bye my awesome friends :) although I do not know you very well, you guys made me laugh to tears with your comments and it was a great journey (ESPECIALLY how you tolerated my absolutely slow updates and postponed plans/promises which I still feel bad about -.-). To all of you, thank you very much for keeping me company over a year of my life. It's been wonderful :D the ereri fandom is a very uplifting family (too dramatic? :P srry I'm a bit emotional).

[Reached #1 in Spiritual] He stands there tall, but not the same man I saw yesterday. This man had his shoulders slouched, he was heaving up and down. Not strong and confident as his usual self. His back was to me but he was facing the large office wall that's made out of glass. He leaned closer to the glass and put his head against it. His right hand joined and the glass started fogging. His breathing slowly blurring out the lively New York City. "Mr. Saleh?" I Whispered. He sighs heavily and turns around. I was shocked. His eyes were puffy and red. A fresh tear was slowly making its way down his cheek. He cleared his throat and clenched his jaw. "What?"