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!

color packet one: happy excited joyous lovely romantic color packet two: depressed bored tired awkward hate jealousy which color packet whould you want? credits ||| art by ana-mikh (on tumblr) cover by @lonelysuburb

Annalissa's world is perfect- except for that it's not. As a member of the lowest class of Dystopia, the Orphans, she has no say in her destiny. The government decides everything for her. Her only shot at upwards social mobility and maybe even autonomy is to be Chosen up into the Royal class- the top 1% of the population, to be trained as a leader in this corrupt futuristic world. Like that's ever going to happen. By some stroke of luck, Annalissa is Chosen up during the Choosing Day ritual on her sixteenth birthday, right into the Royal sect, along with three other of Dystopia's most perfect, most beautiful, most intelligent, and most amazing people. But when a cute boy from back home appears in her new life speaking of rebellion, what will Annalissa do? And what about Aidan, the mysterious son of the President, who seems to harbor secret affections for her? (Uh-oh, I smell a love triangle) As tensions rise in Dystopia, everyone looks to newly-Chosen Royal, Lady Annalissa Hunter, to lead the country in a rebellion. But is she really prepared to do so when inside she is faced with so much romantic conflict? Join a relatable teenage protagonist just like you and me on this futuristic journey through rebellion, oppressive government regimes, getting your first boyfriend, and all the other clichés of the YA Dystopian genre. ------------------------------------------------------------ *WARNING* There's minor swearing throughout, just in case that's a problem for you. ALSO: Although I allude to A LOT of Dystopian works, the actual plot and characters are mine. While materials directly referenced are of course the intellectual property of those who are responsible for their creation, I'm gonna lay claim on everything else mentioned here. Please do not reproduce (this story) anywhere without my consent (as for other kinds of reproduction that's up to you XD). dystopiology©2015

wither, with him, within

i feel like people are leaving me and i don't know why. → hr : 2PO © 2017 freyyyaa NOTE_2020: previously had an "alllivesmatter" tag on this book. it was added when this story was first started in 2017 to share my belief that all lives matter, regardless of gender, orientation, race, ethnicity, ability, etc. that tag was absolutely NOT associated with the alllivesmatter movement - that movement does not reflect the actual belief that all lives do matter. i have removed it now as the meaning behind the phrase 'all lives matter' is associated with a white supremacist ideology that is now being used to oppose and try to silence the Black Lives Matter movement. all lives will matter when black lives, trans lives, indigenous lives, and all other oppressed groups are included in that. i hope that one day the phrase 'all lives matter' will no longer be a weapon used to suppress and silence civil rights but as a matter of fact. #BLM

i gave a boy a lavender sprig and he returned me with a kiss. ©achillics

xvii, april. (iii). you have no voice if no one is listening. © playlist poetry h.r. : #3

Two teens unable to participate in gym watch their fellow students from a park bench. One of them eats what seems like a pound of almonds each day. The other wants to know why. [ © 2014 - Samantha Grace. All Rights Reserved. ] Cover made by the amazingly talented Julietta, or, -therapy

the ides of march is approaching. she is not ready. cover by @clarifications

❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.