{18 + COMPLETE | FREE STORY w/ Paid Bonus Content • COLLEGE SPORTS ROMANCE} Wednesday Elez's father immigrated to America so he could be with her mother, and it has taught her one thing: love has no bounds. The only thing that Wednesday-or Nessa-wants is to find a love like her parents have. But she's also pretty sure she's never going to find it. She isn't the type of girl who guys fall in love with. She's the type of girl who guys think they can just fall into bed with after one too many beers. That's what college has taught her anyway. But then she meets Grayson Everett, and he's hell bent on changing her mind. Nessa can't quite figure Grayson out. As a member of the Oakland State football team, he instantly gets put on Nessa's no-way list. But then she learns that despite his hard exterior-his very hard, muscled exterior-he's a music education major with a soft spot for kids and a few heartbreaking secrets. It's only a matter of time before he starts breaking her down, too. She just hopes it isn't her heart that gets broken. **Book 3 in the Wildfire Series but can be read as a standalone**

Melissa Crawford thinks she's just a regular teenage girl. She goes to school. She has friends, boy problems, homework...you know, the typical teenage angst. But she couldn't be more wrong, for Melissa Crawford is not a mortal. Her adoptive mortal mother refused to give her up and hired a witch to erase the enchanting Faery child's memory, not realizing that things aren't that simple. You see, when she was a little girl, Melissa promised herself forever to her Leannan Sidhe (mate), a Fae Prince, and a promise to Fae is sacred. When the Fae Prince comes back to claim what's his, nothing will get in his way. "Mortals are so arrogant. So utterly narcissistic to think that they are the only intelligence in this world, to believe their realm is the only realm, their way is the only way. "Many of you believe us fairies only exist in little kids' fairy tales. We are so much more than that. We exist, living in the Realm just a blink away from yours. A few wrong turns in the park or the forest and you're there. We sometimes walk among you, and you're not even aware of it. Believe me, we exist. Across the globe, your kind calls us and our realm by different names...but as William Shakespeare once said- a rose by any other name..."

{Highest Rank: #21 in Teen Fiction, #1 in Comedy, and #10 in HighSchool} THE LAST 20 CHAPTERS HAVE BEEN REMOVED! THIS IS JUST A SAMPLE AND THIS BOOK IS PUBLISHED BY TYPEWRITER PUB! THE BOOK CAN BE READ ON GOODREADS, AMAZON, etc. ❝She spent her life hiding herself, desperately hoping she won't lose herself along the way.❞ They say the good girl always gets the bad boy. And the bad girls will get the boring good guys. Opposites attract, right? Wrong. Her and 'boring' don't really go together very well. Her and 'good' are practically sworn enemies. And yet, she's not good enough to win the bad boy. Jesse Marks is a bad girl. She defies stereotypes and breaks the rules. She sneaks out every night and owns a gigantic motorcycle. She has hidden tattoos all over her body and prefers black leather over pastel colors any day. But she is only her bad self at night. Being a good girl at school is essential. But her facade is cracking by the time the bad boy Lucas Johnson and his terrible past arrive at school. Happy endings are for good girls. Great adventures are for bad girls. Bad Girl In Disguise © June 2017 Angelina Wu a.k.a Fine Sarcasm Not edited or proofread! ⚠WARNING! MAY CONTAIN SWEARING AND KISSING SCENES AND SUICIDAL THEMES! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED⚠ Send me covers and fanart at finesarcasm@gmail.com or at my Instagram @finesarcasm!

"You know, I could show you?" Cassadee whispered sliding her long black fingernail down my torso to the tops of my jeans and tugging. She looked up at me through her beautiful long eyelashes and a smirk tugging on her lips. "Uh. I-I.." I stuttered my mouth hung open. My arms glued to my side not knowing what to do in this type of situation. "Come on. Don't you wanna know what it's like to be bad?" ************************** Cassedee Simons, she is what you would call a bad girl, trouble. Does whatever she wants when she wants. Meet Mason Stockman, he is what people call nerdy, goody two shoes, never does anything wrong and always follows the rules. But when Mason is sick of people calling goody goody, Cassadee notices and thinks it would be fun to help him out. Show him what it's like in her world.

Sequel - Mafia's Desire - is out on my profile now! The moment I approached his isolated mansion in the middle of the woods, I knew my life was forever changed. The moment I laid my eyes on him, I knew my life was forever changed. The moment he showed me the first hint of kindness, I knew my life was forever changed. The moment he first kissed me, I knew my life was forever changed. Arsenio Campione, leader of the Campione organized crime family, saved me, a broken girl who had escaped from a broken home. **** He moved up and sat on his knees between my legs. His hands gripped my hips. "I need you, Arsenio. Please," I begged. I knew he wanted this too, but he was hesitant. He wanted to make sure I was serious, and I was. I had never been so sure of anything. I wanted him. He tightened his hold on my bare hips. "I can't hold back anymore, Eloise. I need you, too." "I don't want you to hold back," I whispered against his lips. Disclaimer: I do not speak Italian. I translated English to Italian using Google Translate. Also, thanks @idemen-san for creating the cover!

A small book of: · Overused Dialogues, · Overused Plots, · Overused Everythings. Basically, stuff from books that I've read on Wattpad so far. (Including the lies Wattpad authors tell us) Enjoy! [picture credit goes to original photographer] (let me know if you photographed it so that I can gice you credit)

**CURRENTLY A FEATURED STORY** highest ranking: #11 in Science fiction ❝true happiness is only achieved without freedom. There is a girl who wakes to a world that she was supposed to protect. Instead, she fights it. There is a man who is cursed with the ability to dream. A glass city is their cage, a city filled to the brim with unanimity and order, a paradise on an earth laid to waste by an artificial snowstorm. Sunlight filters through the glass buildings and through glass walls, pierces glass floors. It illuminates the city square when it is strongest at noon, surrounded by a huddled mass of citizens, all as perfect as the city they inhabit. And they all think: everything is as it should be. And it is. Or, it was. -- long live perfection.❞ (c)sarahgaier2016 #diverselit | #LoveEqualsLove | #helpfightcliches | #freethelgbtq | #badassreads check out my Science Fiction novella, Sector-33, here! https://www.wattpad.com/story/62174094-sector-33

At 00:00, Cinderella ran away from her prince, leaving a glass slipper on the marbled steps of the grand staircase. At 00:00, I ran away from him. Unlike Cinderella, I didn't leave a single thing behind. © sonderingly