Max Codham is Calamity, the ruthlessly hilarious villain with the worst of luck and the coolest of BB guns. Kevin Weld is Captain Kind, the strong, humble superhero who always shows up to save the day, no matter how hard the job. They are sworn enemies, battling every week in the streets and back corners of LA. But the worst part? They're neighbors. When a certain night leads to something unexpected, the duo has to face the damning question that could end their rivalry. Are they enemies... or friends?

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)

I had gotten away with a lot in the past few weeks. Two attractive girls successfully murdered along with a house pet to warn one of my targets she was not safe. I have not forgotten her, long black hair and beautiful blue eyes as well as a model figure. Don't think I have stopped with my plan, she is still on the list and her time will come. She was supposed to be my second victim however it seemed I made things too difficult for myself by sending these notes, with her boyfriend always on guard but he can't protect her forever. The police and security in this town were clearly useless, no evidence, no clues, nothing. I was hungry when I murdered Jess at her party and I was feeding my appetite. You are probably questioning my motives by now, I can't revel that just yet but things will become clearer in time, after all the truth is out there. When I was younger I never expected to become what I had became now, it stemmed from the way I had been treated. See I have no remorse because people never had any for me, once I wore my disguise, I was hidden, well protected and nobody knew who I was excluding the party however I still had my killer instincts about me, you had to become the perfect murderer. I keep my personality different from when I'm the hunter to when I'm just plain old me. When I'm a killer, it's any means necessary but when I'm my plain, normal self then I'm just an ordinary high school student like everybody else. I had my reasons for what I did, some may say I take things too far however I don't see things that way, I see things in perspective to the way they should be. Chelsea Broker was my next target unless somebody else got in my way first...

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I know sometimes people might not have the time to always make book covers or be the best at it. That's why I decided to make this because I would love to do any requests anyone gives me for a book cover.

Hello! Welcome to my art book. I am an artist who mainly draws Wings of Fire... although I've started drawing Minecraft Youtubers... You may or may not recognize me from Instagram or Youtube or Twitter because I'm on there too (you should give me a follow) This is my third art book on wattpad... I may or may not have archived the other two. If this gets enough votes MAYBE I'll publish them again.

Art book numero uno

From pools of paradise on high mountains and peaceful places hidden beneath forests to kisses above the moonfall and floating islands, my mind takes me across time and space to the strangest places. This is not to be missed if you are in need of something a little less conventional than your textbook short story collection. Most of these are based on images. Some are not. Some have romances, or such potential. Most do not. Be warned: some of them are pretty dark. I take requests. I try to keep them below 300 words (and unfortunately fail in most chapters). I hope you enjoy it, and I welcome feedback. This is a work of fiction. Everything in here is a product of my imagination. My image sources are cited as necessary.

❝In which a celebrity dials a random number in hope of finding one last thing to make him smile before he commits suicide at the end of the month.❞ "I'm going to commit suicide in one months time." "I think you have the wrong number." "It can't be the wrong number Princess. I picked a random number from the catalog." "Why on earth would you do that?" "Because you, sweetheart, are now my own personal suicide helpline. Your job is to make the last month of my life worth living." ______________________

This story is basically spoofs based off of other stories that have way too many clichés in them. They are either real, published books/ movies by real authors, or some stories on Wattpad. The main character is a (of course) teenage girl named Casey Williams who doesn't believe in love, fantasies, or clichés. But when all the obvious clichés begin to happen to her, her friends try to convince her it's real.