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!

It is 1961, and moving to Atlanta has been a big change for Elise. From her small town in Dubtin, Alabama, her Maji (grandmother) always took care of her and she was surrounded by family. After being in Georgia for a short while pursuing her dream of writing, Elise experiences the hardest thing she could ever imagine. Recovery takes a long time for both her and her new love, but with their romance and a passion to change the world, will Elise and Ricky ever capture fireflies?

"The stars are really pretty tonight," she said without even looking at me. I quickly glanced at the sky before my gaze was once again drawn to the person in front of me. "What are you doing?" I asked cautiously. "Isn't it kinda obvious? I'm watching the stars." The breeze gently blew the leaves around us. The shadows they created danced across her face when she looked at me. That's when I realized how pretty she actually was. "Do I know you?" I questioned her carefully. I still had no idea what she was doing in my backyard. She once again leaned her head back against the trunk of the tree, closing her eyes, before answering, "Don't think so." "Do you know me?" "Nope." I had no idea why the fact that she had just been caught in some stranger's backyard didn't faze her at all. Most people didn't randomly show up on other people's properties without an invite and when they did, it would technically be considered trespassing. But she didn't seem the slightest bit worried that I might call the police. "Then, uh, why are you in my tree house?" The Summer of June belongs to @stellamaen ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

When college student Kasey Whitton takes a job babysitting for single dad Jian Li, she doesn't expect to fall in love with the newborn baby -- or with Jian. ***** Love is the last thing on Kasey Whitton's mind when she agrees to take an overnight babysitting job to help support her struggling family. But as her business relationship with single dad Jian Li slowly develops into something more, Kasey is surprised to find herself falling in love with him despite his hot-and-cold attitude towards her -- and the fact that she has a long-term high school boyfriend. Will her growing feelings for Jian and his newborn son be enough to convince her to risk everything stable in her life? Or will Jian's fear of commitment -- and his belief all the women in his life are cursed -- be enough to keep them apart? [[Best Diverse Story, The Fiction Awards]] [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

Wren Martin is socially awkward. She blocks off herself to the world, hiding behind her favorite hoodie. All she wants to do is keep a low profile, and graduate well enough to qualify for a college scholarship. But then a babysitting job leads her to cross paths with Asher Reed, Eastview Highʼs notorious athlete. When a field injury kickstarts his senior year, heʼs turning his free time and attention to Wren. And maybe she might not want to be invisible after all. ***** [Watty's Collector's Edition Winner] [TFA Runaway Prize Winner] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

Victoria Aspen's life just turned inside out. She has been forced to move into the house she used to spend every summer in. It's been so long since she was welcomed back into the family and this time... they didn't really have a choice. But this is not a vacation. This is permanent. Hold on. Her room is an absolute wreck. Paint peeling, stained floorboards, cob webs. How could this possibly get worse? Oh, yes. The trouble-making boy next door has been bribed into renovating it with her. And trust me... This project is going to take a while. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Highest ranking so far is... LOL UPDATE I JUST CHECKED AND ITS #2 TRENDING FOR THE BADBOY HASHTAG HOW EVEN I DUNNO WHETHER TO BE EMBARRASSED OR FLATTERED AHAHAH IM KAKIN IT THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH Also #1 on renovation but I feel like that's not a *very* hard one. *tears of blood*

"Don't touch me," The words automatically spilled from my mouth as I studied the stranger, keeping my stance defensive as my eyes flittered to his face, then to his hands, his body, and back to his face. He looked close to my own age with mahogany hair and bright blue eyes. His muscles were defined but not to the extent that it was unattractive. His hands were raised as if to placate me. It was only then that I realised just how wild I must have looked. Seventeen-year-old Lydia Hall, with her mysterious past, haunting present, and unpredictable future, has lost nearly everything and everyone she has ever held dear and, as a result, must face the horrors of the world completely alone. Or does she? After running into a certain boy who strikes her as oddly familiar, Lydia no longer knows how to distinguish the truth from what she so desperately wishes was real.

Coming back to the place I never thought I would see again. It's hard especially when everyone you love thinks your dead.