Now a series by Mediacorp. Watch the episodes anywhere in world on meWATCH's Youtube channel. Keeley accidentally swaps cell phones with a rivaling high school's star quarterback. Unable to switch back until a week later, she must interact with the arrogant boy, passing along texts and voicemails. As she gets to know him better, she realizes there's more to him than sexual innuendos and egotistical comments. But when identities are revealed and secrets are exposed, will Keeley's feelings remain? Available in bookstores now! Look for it under its new title, TEXTROVERT.

Sick of cliché Wattpad books? Then this isn't the book for you. We take every single over-used plot, character and trope on Wattpad - from player-meets-nerd to my-boyfriend-is-a-vampire - and mash it all into one, awful, hilarious parody. NOTE: This is a parody. Characters have not been created to mock a race/nationality/sexuality, they have been created to lightly poke fun at the way certain teen fiction writers reduce them into crude stereotypes. Thanks for helping this pile of junk get to #1 in Humor!

'...she was enclosed in her own little shell that I felt I needed to open. I was curious to see her real character, how she acted, her flaws, her peeves, her fears, what she loved, her hobbies, her perfections. I was tempted to know everything about her, yet I didn't even know her name.' _________________________ She thought she was safe in the back of the class, hidden behind her thick kinky hair, and enclosed in her little shell of darkness. She thought that her life would remain a mystery and that all people wouldn't notice her existence. But to her surprise, someone was acknowledging her existence the whole entire time. Ebony Blakeham was the average outcast in any average high school. She was happy with her label, until Luke Herron; the school's most adored boy, decided that it was time to get to know her. This was all a joke to Ebony, until Luke uncovered a deep dark secret that she didn't want to be discovered. After her discovered secret, Luke finds himself wanting to peel away her dark shell that she never wanted to open. He wants to be the positivity in her life no matter how much she didn't want it. He wants to fix her broken pieces. _____________________ Most Impressive Ranks in 1K+: #652 in life #80 in young #214 in bwwm STILL OCCASIONALLY EDITING TO MAKE THE STORY BETTER. THERE MIGHT BE MINOR MISTAKES BUT PLEASE EXCUSE THEM.

The Werewolf is a game with life and death. Under the sun or under the moon, every breath and every heartbeat has become a fight for survival. For the Werewolf has begun. Every truth is now lie. Every word is now false. Every gesture is now wile. The companions of yesterday are the enemies of today. The past protectors are the present murderers. The bonds of the heart and of the blood have been broken. For the Werewolf has begun. Forget the past. The smiles that have shone and the tears that have fallen hold no meaning anymore. Destroy all hopes and dreams for the future. The promises of tomorrow have become empty words. Fear the present. For the Werewolf has begun. ――― Emily Pierce didn't awake to the chirps of the birds that morning, neither did she to voices in the streets nor voices in the house. She awoke to silence that day and all of the days to follow. Every inhabitant of the Village had become soulless, they had gone mute, blind and deaf for the time of the game. Everyone but thirty of them, the thirty players. In a game where Werewolves killed Villagers and Villagers killed Werewolves, Emily had to find her allies from her enemies amongst the people she had always known. On that fateful morning, Emily started playing a game with herself and her first love, her best friend, her best friend's brother, with the child she'd babysat and the old man and woman she'd cared for her entire life. And she didn't know if she would survive, if they would survive, and above all, if they would deserve to.

In Elemental magic you can be one of four magic types; water, fire, earth, and air. The only problem is Violet is none of these things. Is she what they call a magic dud, or is she something rarer, more powerful, and more dangerous than anyone could have imagined!? Teasers, "Em, most girls sneak out for a boy, you sneak out for a unicorn." I began to cry as it reached for my face."No!" I screamed. "Please No!" I went to pull back the shower curtain, but some nagging thought in the back of my head stopped me. I didn't have a little brother, so why was there a little boy in my bathroom? I gulped and with shaking hands pulled back the shower curtain. "What!? How could that be!?" I yelled, and covered my hand with my mouth. Shouting wasn't such a good idea right at this moment. If someone heard us and came up here to investigate the noise we were making, they would find a boy and a girl, a bloody knife with both their finger prints on it, and a very very dead body. "Don't touch her!" he hissed and lunged at Henry. Running through the night wearing nothing but a flimsy hospital dress, while waving a dismembered hand in his hand, was a strangeness no regular person could hope to inspire to.

"Well, because she's an A-class bitch." He replied, casually, like calling random girls a bitch was nothing too unusual. Cass gasped. "How can you say that? Do you have any idea what she does to guys who call her a bitch, wait no, didn't you also do that to the guy who called you ugly?" "Well, in the restaurant she was screaming at the both of us actually, thereby creating a scene, which doesn't exactly give a good person vibe off her. And the answer to your second question will be: I'd like to see her try." He explained, looking at me with a look of pure disgust. "Shut up." I yelled, loud enough for him to hear. Who did this guy think he was? I paid for his, Okay, their fucking dinner at eleven P.M. The least he could do was be polite to me or just shut up entirely. "And if I choose not to?" He questioned, looking amused. He's as good as dead then. -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Jessica Walkers was just your everyday counsellor, nothing out of the blue. Her past...let's just not go into that. Her present, now that we can talk about. She had decided to live as a bachelorette for the rest of her useless life. But is it that simple when your old crush comes back and also when you've kissed your best friend's boyfriend, accidentally of course? I don't think so. It wasn't simple. She had to deal with the guy who called her an A class bitch. Without falling for his charm. NOT A BADBOY - NERD STORY. I REPEAT NOT A BADBOY - NERD STORY NOTE: The word 'cause' which is supposed to be written as 'cause is spelled as cause' throughout the story. I'll try changing it. WARNING : STORY WRITTEN BY ME WHEN I WAS A LOT MORE IMMATURE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Amira can see demons, a curse which torments her daily until she meets Ronan, the arrogant demon who turns her world upside down. Upon discovering a demon's presence awakening within her, Amira fears she will hurt her loved ones and follows Ronan to 'The Abyss', a world where the strong trample the weak. As if facing danger in the battlefield and within the empire's palace walls isn't enough, her own world is being threatened as well. Amira must consume her demon side...before it consumes her. Cover made by @dreamdevotee THIS BOOK IS CURRENTLY ON HOLD

**This is a spin-off of my book Zero. Some of the characters will be the same, but this book can be read as a stand alone.** Everyone has made mistakes before, but not everyone has made mistakes that induce the zombie apocalypse. Ella Fairchild is one of unlucky few who can say she's made such a mistake. She didn't know what she was doing. She thought she was doing good for the world. She was wrong. But to her, none of that matters. As the last living person who contributed to the creation of H-26, more commonly known as the zombie virus, Ella shoulders the weight of the world for her mistakes. Nearly a year after the outbreak, Ella has a chance to try to right her wrongs. She hasn't been outside the walls of the safe establishment since the virus spread. Now, inexperienced, weak, and scared out of her mind, she'll do whatever it takes for a chance at stopping the virus. But she's not foolish, Ella knows she can't do this alone. Kyle Russell is a certified bad ass, an ex-Army Ranger come out of retirement to save the world from zombies. He's sinfully good looking, a little rough around the edges, and doesn't sugarcoat anything, but he's the guy you want on your team. He and his team of runners haven't failed a mission yet. Amongst their own, and even civilians, they're rock stars. They're the people who give everyone hope that a war against zombies that can be won. They're the exact opposite of Ella. They're the best, and if Ella is going to succeed, she needs the best. **This is a spin-off of Zero and will feature some of the same characters. However, it can be read as a standalone.

The world's gone to hell. People are eating each other. Literally. Eating. Each other. I'm just doing my best to keep myself and the quirky mismatched group of people I call my own off the menu. Unknown pasts, unknowable future, friends that are actually family, maybe even a little bit of romance. Oh and zombies, lots of zombies. My name is Zero and this is my story.

Aurora's world turned upside down nearly a year ago when she discovered that she's half Mystical, one of two groups of Supernaturals that exist. A year ago, she wasn't even sure if she believed in all the Supernatural talk… it seemed about as realistic as UFOs. Now she spends her days trying to perfect her Fae skills and her free time hanging with her friends or sparing with the shifters at the gym. Life gets even more interesting after she catches the attention of a vampire. Chase Avery isn't just any vampire though, he's the definition of terrifying. When she manages to one up him in a sparring match, he's more than a little intrigued. Chase knows that no Fae should fight so well, they're Mysticals, they use magic not strength. The Cursed are know for their brawn and yet Aurora manages to hold her own against them, he's determined to find out why.