A crudely detailed and self explanatory justification of why exactly I'm going straight to hell. Most likely overly offensive and full of disgusting language that unfortunately I constantly spew. It will include all of the cliches I despise on Wattpad alongside all of the things that the writers and readers do that truly piss me off enough to rant in these chapters. Enjoy it, I dare you. Please note: It is rated as 'Restricted' [R] apparently. You have been warned, so please don't complain. This is a severely edited version of what used to be called '100 Overused Cliches and Frustrating Things On Wattpad', if you were wondering what the bloody fuck 'Butthurt 101' was suddenly popping up in your library after years of a lack of an update on the previous version. Enjoy the cover, too. It was made with lots of giggles.

Chloe is a single, twenty-something waitress who's in desperate need of excitement in her life. She's bored out of her mind and looking for something a little less "ordinary" when she stumbles across a stranger in need of assistance. Her chance encounter threatens to take her on the ride she's been searching for, but the question is, how far is she willing to go to feel alive? Cover by lassinlove [This story was inspired by the Fifty Shades of Grey books. Thanks for reading x]

The son of a knight. The son of a king. The daughter of a healer. The daughter of the future. One curse. Two brothers. Three shadows. Four elements. King Edward made a mistake. Unfortunately, he hasn't realised it yet. Four heroes from the corners of the world will unite with fate and discover lost secrets while uncovering the future.

Carly Maria Fellows has been going to school ever since she was five like a normal child, but she has been hiding a big secret; her mother is the demon of the century representing wrath, and her mother is pushing her to become Lust! At the age of eight teen she has two more years before the ritual begins, and her love interest disappears when she is about to opt out of the contest because he disapproves! No one seems to know what happened, but she can only imagine by the scrawled note he has written her and left in the top drawer of his dresser, he didn't go willingly.

I live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...

Amelia never knew her parents, all her life she's grown up in her uncle, the duke's castle with his wife Eliza. While she's always been grateful for her upbringing , she's never really felt like she truly belonged. She's always wanted a life outside the confines of the castle walls. One night at a ball held in the castle she meets the Devitt's, a wealthy family who had just moved into their village. Right away , they stood out from everyone else. From the minute the Devitt's entered their ballroom, Amelia's life began to change drastically. With the Devitt's come secrets and revelations that force Amelia to question everything...and everyone. ~Looking for a fun, easy read type story with twist and turns that keep you guessing? An eighteenth century vampire storyline perhaps?? A vampire style 'pride and predjudice' take on things? Then look no further ;)

Elizabeth Lawson's family owns a landscaping company. They work for the Callahan's, and everything is perfect until sparks start to fly between the aspiring politician's son Jesse and Elizabeth. They must learn to get past their disapproving families in order to make their relationship last. They want to prove to their families that their relationship is more than just a fling. That is so much more than just 'summer love'.

Allie was just another average girl until she was uprooted after a tragedy and taken halfway around the world, away from everyone and everything she knew. Her world falls apart, her heart breaks, her faith is gone, because so is her family and so is her home. Lost and alone, it's Zach that finds her. It's his curiosity that spikes, his interest that is peaked. It's his heart that is captured in just a glance. The feeling may be mutual, but it is only Allie who finds her self constantly wondering if it is really better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all, because these days, she is not so sure.

When I was younger I used to wonder if you were predestined to be the person you are, or if it's your childhood that moulds you into the adult you become. Then I realised it didn't really matter. 'Cause either way I was always gonna be fucked.

I could hear the magical melody of the forest, the soothing music of the wind, and the wonderful composition of the earth around me. The mission was long gone from my mind by that time until I heard something beside me. "Rosalie?" the deep masculine voice rung inside my head and stayed there, echoing. I just simply cannot put where I heard that voice before, come to think of it, I couldn't remember anything except for the fact that I was Rosalie Hart and I was some sort of important person. I slowly opened my eyes. The sunlight peeked from the green leaves sprouting everywhere around me. I shielded my eyes from the sun and looked beside me. I let out a tiny sound of surprise as I saw him. He was running a hand through his glorious tousled sandy hair as he drew a sharp breath and looked away as I met his stare. His eyes were the color of the trees, his face was angular and perfect down to the crook of his neck. The perfect way to describe an angel-and believe me I had seen one before, though not that clear-was this guy. "I mean, greetings Mistress Rosalie." He stood up shakily and he offered me his hand. I gladly took it. The warmth surprised me. His hand interlaced with mine was something I was sure I remembered,