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Just Another Love Letter by Despair
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Welcome, stranger. This is what it looks like to be inside my head.
The Transient Wife by greenwriter
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One drunken day, Cassandra gets the proposal she can never refuse from the arrogant Philip Strindberg. Thrown into a marriage she never wanted in the first place, Cassandra will struggle on how to maintain her carefree attitude while trying to keep her cool whenever she is around her husband. Pranks, adventure, chores, and secrets will test their transient marriage. In the end, will there be a chance for their transient charade to become permanent?
His Lovely Ward by greenwriter
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Angelica Dalton never took up running and she doesn't like it when she has to run on high heels to save her life. She hates it when her dress gets ruined after getting kidnapped. But she just has to deal with it if she wants to stay alive. And she has to deal with Henry Bell, the man who calls himself her guardian and keeps too many secrets. What will the lovely Angelica Dalton do? Will she run, fight...or fall in love? Action mixed with humor and love gives His Lovely Ward, especially Angelica Dalton, its unique taste.
Vicarious by AhmedTheSloth
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A short story detailing a situation where someone wakes up as someone else - and the ensuing mental chaos.
How Not To Write A Wattpad Story by AhmedTheSloth
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Penguins.
Memoirs of a Fallen God by Dermit
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Once I was a god. Worshiped. Revered. The huddled masses cast themselves at my feet, heads bowed and eyes wide. Save us, they begged. Spare us, they pleaded. And, fool that I was, I tried. Now I am nothing. Fallen. A bitter memory of an age long passed. A broken old fool too stubborn to die. This is my story. My rise, my fall. The pathetic mess, after. Read it. Don’t. I care little. My words are not for you.