*please I wrote this story at 16/17. I'm 28 and I crying because I would rewrite this in a heartbeat especially coz I sound crazy* so read with caution* I fell in love. I fell in love with a fairytale. Oh Yes I did. You know that one story that gives every little girl hope out there that good things comes to those who wait even in rare but simple gems like a glass slipper. This hope carried me far and beyond. It's a fairytale that is relatable to any prospect of life. There will be your evil stepmother and evil stepsisters, your fairy godmother and your one true prince. It is a fairytale that understands the element of surprise: That what we seek can sometimes appear right in front of us without knocking on our doors. Most especially, it's a fairytale that understand the importance of love: A true prince may not come in shape of perfection but regardless of the imperfections and flaws, he would still remain perfect in your eyes. Regardless of its flaws, Africa was my father and Nigeria was my prince. Africa was my birthplace, born to the greatest warriors on the planet: Shaka Zulu, Nelson Mandela, Cleopatra, Kofi Annan even Didier Drogba the famous footballer. Most especially it was my home. It was the place I learnt to walk, talk, run and now 200000 feet above the ground I look down at my home. Little lights flickering everywhere like fireflies contrasting with the dark night. Maybe one day I will come back to my father. My prince. My Ile.

Alyndra is the only daughter of a dying race. Most of her family was whipped out by the vile creature; Azog the Defiler. When she was 5. her father discovered she was gifted with her mother's animal and he kept her safe from the rest of the world to protect her. Alyndra has never left the comforts of her home until the day a wizard discovered her and changed her life in more ways than one with a quest to reclaim an ancient homeland that was taken over by the very beast her kind feared.

| Previously Featured | | Book One of the Moon Chronicles | "To hear, one must be silent." The Power of the tongue and intelligence of a human being is what makes them different from God's other creations. It is what makes them powerful, it is what makes the human being rule every other creation. But they forget to listen and that is what will lead them to their doom ------------------------ Ayah Beizeen is a sixteen-year-old village girl with a peaceful and content life. She has loving parents, a supportive elder brother and an adorable younger brother. But she is different: Ayah was born mute. She didn't cry when she was delivered and hasn't uttered a word ever since. Sometimes, she wishes she could - she was envious of everyone who could convey their emotions through words, for she has no other option but to keep them bottled up inside her. However, Ayah Beizeen has a special friend from the age of five, when she was found on her terrace staring at the Moon. She talks to the Moon and it listens. Talking to the Moon is the only way, Ayah knows, to share her feelings. One night, the Moon comes with strange tidings - it says that everything that she knew about her life is going to change. She has somehow stumbled upon a strange path and the destination is uncertain. It all depends on the choices she makes. A tale of love, heartbreak, dreams, failures but above all - redemption. Follow Ayah's journey as she surpasses all odds. Is she the 'living miracle' that the Voice of the Moon claims her to be? [ Highest rank - #4 ] [ Cover by - @MayTijssen ] [ Unedited - First draft ]

Under Construction!! FlyGirl 2.0 is being revised. The youngest -- and only -- daughter of deceased Mob lawyer Edward McIver, rich girl Siobhan McIver has always jumped first and thought about consequences later... until a thoughtless summer fling with an obsessive older man results in a broken arm and a bruised spirit. Determined to get her life on track, Siobhan returns to college with a renewed outlook on her life and goals. After all, there are no mistakes... there are only learning lessons. But when her landlord calls about her unpaid rent... and the power company is about to turn off the lights... and her car is repossessed... she turns to her family and discovers losing her money is just the beginning of a devious plan involving her and billionaire Alexander Livingston. F.B.I. Jason Donnelly made a rookie mistake when he met 19-year-old Siobhan McIver. He was supposed to recruit her as an informant; he wasn't supposed to fall in love. He did the right thing and ended it. Almost ended his career, too. Nearly a year later, Donnelly gets a call asking him to help Siobhan. She's in trouble, he's told. She needs a friend. Never one to walk away from someone needing help, Donnelly runs to her side and finds himself in the middle of a conspiracy involving the FBI, the McIver Group international law firm, and the son of one the country's wealthiest families. Donnelly's used to catching criminals, but helping Siobhan means putting himself in the sights of very dangerous and very power men. And Siobhan, who's trying regain her power, needs to learn that strong people can need help, too. FlyGirl 2.0 is the revised FlyGirl. Cover by Liz Charnes.

***THIS STORY WILL BECOME FREE ON JULY15th!*** Beverly Curie only lives for herself (and maybe ice cream). When her three nieces are suddenly put under her care, she must do the impossible: think about someone other than herself. Beverly is the only member of her family left in Chestnut Ridge, where she's kept the same routine for eight years: do as little work as possible during the day, marathon sitcoms in the evening, and try (for the life of her) to get everyone to leave her alone. When she loses her position at Red Ribbon's Craft Store, Beverly is left without a job and without a paycheck. Then her estranged sister, Aimee, calls with an impossible favor: Could Beverly take care of her three nieces for six months? It's insane. But then there's the thirty thousand dollars that Aimee offers to pay and Beverly can't resist. Suddenly, she's stuck taking care of three little girls, trying not to kill the soccer moms at the snobby Percival Academy, and joining the PTO. Now Beverly--self-serving, sarcastic, and problematic--must take on the role of a loving parent. And she is anything but. This story is now available on YONDER, your next-generation reading app from the Wattpad family. Join me on YONDER today! Find it now in your app store. Cover designed by Ilafi Nastiti

Two vanished. One came back.

Taken and Hiden.

"Welcome to The Sex Olympics 2017, where 5 pairs of random people will try to beat the others at none other than sex. For the next 10 weeks, the 5 groups will try to connect with their designated halves emotionally in physically in order to achieve the best sexual performance ever. Every week, the groups will have to have, at least, a sexual private performance and they will collect points depending on the results they have, which will be measured by their heart rate and then they will be subjected to a lie detector, where they will have to describe, from 1 to 10, the intensity of their orgasm and answer a couple of questions. The couple who has collected the most points at the end of the 10 weeks, wins the so wanted 150.000$." But what happens when you don't seem to be able to connect with you "other half"? Camren AU

I wiped my eyes once again to see deep piercing green ones looking down at me. More tears came as I saw the root of my anger, and I stood up pushing past him. I tried to run but got pulled back by a hand grabbing my wrist. "What happened?" Clyde demanded angrily. "Get off of me!" I growled and pried his fingers off my wrist and continued to the bathroom. Once inside I went into a stall and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe my face. Why was I always crying? I heard the door open and I tried to contain my sniffling so that they wouldn't hear. Then I looked down to see the feet and saw Clyde crawling under my stall. ~~~~~ Alexa Moore is a crybaby. She can't deal well with her emotions; if she is frustrated, angry, sad, mad, or hurt she can't help but cry. She hates that she always feels the need to cry and tries to stay happy by being unconfrontational, and staying away from jerks. Clyde Wood is seemingly heartless. Through the bad, sad, hurtful, and pissing situations he appears to be tougher than nails. Sure he is happy most times, but in the eyes of many he is a heartless jerk that picks on everyone. If it wasn't for his great looks he'd probably be with the Gothic kids, not the popular ones. That, and he made a hobby of being a player. Alexa meeting Clyde was definitely a recipe for disaster, causing her to shed more tears than in her entire 17 years. The year goes from good to bad to good to bad, and end bad? With so much heart churning events, will there really be a rainbow after the storm?

This story is about when Griff and a girl C.J from camp champion meet. They start writing to each other and a few weeks later she appears at camp kikiwaka. And the kids at camp go through different obstacles and adventures their summer. For a sneak peek read below.⬇️ Chapter 1 My name is Griff Jones. I'm a camper here at camp kikiwaka. Well I didn't start off that way. I've actually spent time as a juvenile because I stole thing but for a good reason. You see my parents abandoned me and I was brought in and out of foster homes. And I only stole that stuff so I could live on my own and take care of myself. Read my story for more!!!!