Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

I always thought that the true love exists. I still remember those times when I used to run with my best friend through the meadows, laughing out loud. Unfortunately, this moment got fastly replaced by many horrible situations that happened in my life. And the reason of them is Him. Perfect, gorgeous and dangerous Him. Everything seemed to be okay, but it was just a matter of time. I still hear clock ticking next to my ear and His sinister laugh. There is just one word to describe him: persecutor. Now I need to fight for myself and others, which is hard, because of my mixed feelings. I'm trying not to fell in love with him, like other girls did, because if I will the consequences would be huge. The man has a dark secret of his perfection. ***************** He smiled gallantly, and then he dropped the leather jacket. "So.. What is your last wish, honey?" I took a deep breath and answered: "I wish that you could disappear" ********************************* ACTION, HORROR, ROMANCE, VAMPIRES ♥

♛Wattpad Featured Story♛ The retelling of Cinderella through the eyes of the (cynical and perverted) pumpkin that became the carriage. ▶There is strong language in this story.◀

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!

In the kingdom of Highfire, you can pack an entire house into one suitcase, grow a vegetable in a second, and have an intriguing conversation with a tree that is four times your size. If you are Aurelie Dranoir, the chosen heir to the Highfire throne, you might not find all these things as appealing as they sound.

"How did you find this place?" Zia asked the King, speaking for the first time since entering the tent. "I've been searching for the location of your Headquarters for months- years, really." Donathan admitted. "We only found it when we got wind that two new recruits would be coming here today. My men tailed them here this morning and sent for me as soon as they were certain of the location." The tent was silent. Finally Arch said thoughtfully, "You say you come to negotiate?" The King nodded. "Very well, then," Arch said, "I will oblige. If I do answer your plea, can I insure that this camp and all those who live in it will remain protected and untouched?" Donathan nodded thoughtfully. "Yes, I believe you can." "And," he went on, "can I trust that this place will remain secret to the outside world?" "My men are sworn into secrecy," the King assured him. Arch fell silent once again. This quiet seemed to last longer than all the others. Zia wanted to know what he would say, and His Highness and Jay appeared to be in the same boat. "Very well, then," Arch said, stretching forth his hand for the King to shake. "When shall we sort out the details?" Cover made by the incredibly talented @italychick