[Second Book in the Snacks Trilogy] Accident: [noun] an event that happens by chance or that is without apparent or deliberate cause. -- ❝Hi, I'm calling regarding the Pickled Onions I bought from your company. I was wondering-❞ ❝Er-❞ ❝Well, my sister is pregnant and she's been craving Pickled Onions and so I chose your company and I just-❞ ❝What Pickled Onion? I swear I didn't steal it!❞ ▂▂▂▂ When Jonah supposedly calls Organic Pickles to order some more jars of Pickled Onions, he misdials and ends up talking to a girl who denies stealing Pickled Onions. What can happen from a confusing conversation? If you are reading this story on a platform other than Wattpad, you are at a risk of malware attacks. Highest Ranking : #18 in SS Cover by @ashtonlirwin ©feelthenirvana 2017 All Rights Reserved

Remi walked deeper into the room but didn't make it any further before hearing "Get on your knees" She simply complied, reaching down to slip off her heels, before her fingers could grace the nude Louis Vuitton's he spoke again. "leave them on" She bit down the growl that sat on the tip of her burgundy painted lips and pulled off her shoes, setting them to the side, she may be in the wrong but she refused to let him punish her like a naughty school girl instead of the respectable and grown ass woman she was. She sank to her knees and watched him walk over before stopping in front of her, for the first time since entering the room she raised her head and looked at him, Adonis Roe represented his name to a T and he was as beautiful as he was predictable, to Remi at least. Remi pushed herself up and so she wasn't resting on her knees but standing on it and unbuckled his belt.

//Please note this story is under heavy construction! Read at your own risk.// If you look for perfection, you'll never be content. ~Leo Tolstoy . . . . . . . A flower is to be always beautiful lest it is cast away. A flower is to be innocent and pure. Delicate in nature, ever to bring squinting smiles to those around. A flower is perfect. Always perfect. She was the perfect embodiment of a flower. Her name, Iris. A thorn is sharp like a knight's blade. It inflicts pain and draws blood if one dares to get close. A thorn protects a flower from the wickedness of the world. A thorn is attached to the king, ever guarding. He was the perfect embodiment of a thorn. His name, Luca. She was an iris in no need of a thorn and he was a thorn in no need of a delicate iris. Thrust together by an arranged marriage, the unlikely pair, the thorn, and the flower must now find a way to co-inhabit in the same garden. Bracing the strength of the winter, will their love and companionship last for the spring season or will the cold betrayal of a parasitic orchid, the overflowing herbicide of lies and the perfect perfection of the Iris trample the delicate budding bloom of their affairs of the heart?

---mature content(18+)--- "Get on the desk", Asher said. It sounded more like a command. I complied. Walking towards the furnished desk I hoisted myself on the on it, my heart beating erratically. "Now spread your legs kitten. I want to taste you". ........... In which 19 year old of Armelle Vista ends up seducing her 35 year old boss Asher Devin Jones over a summer internship. Highest rating: #1 in Chick-lit (This is a stand-alone novel) Edited by: @kaxeen, @unlady and @nupur92

"If you have that baby, my baby. I will kill it." "Oh. Cause yuh a bloodclaat eediat? Kill fucking who?" ____________________________________________________ Ever since the age of eighteen Elizabeth has been visited by a dark spirit in the dead of night. The visits were bitter-sweet, but for some reason she liked the opposing qualities. But as she got older and had more children, she felt as if this dark spirit was causing all the bad that followed her, especially when it came to finding a good man. So she did what any sane woman would do. She turned to God. But the dark spirit didn't like that. So, what did he do? He came to Jamaica to claim her, promising her a life of pleasure and luxury once she condemned herself to him and Hell. It was all pleasure and luxury as promised, until one day... It wasn't. STATUS: COMPLETE rewrite Started: March 3, 2021 Ended: December 18, 2021 Highest Rankings: (2019) #1 in Blackwoman #3 in Caribbean #18 in Soul #4 in Jamaican #56 in Evil #20 in Maid #13 in Infatuation

He was cold, distant and was riddled with psychopathic tendencies, but had a soft spot for his deliciously thick best friend. She wanted to be more than 'best friends' but he couldn't fully allow it. His life was dangerous but she already was in the deep and was determined to be apart of it. But can he ever let her leave when she's expecting his child. • • Tears began to rim around my eyes. I could feel the rejection coming but I was trying to dodge it. He laughed humourlessly. "There's no loving me Tesoro. All this feelings you think you have for me is just lust. Believe me, I'm not the kind of guy you want to love and you know that. You'll either get your heart broken or get killed. You know the type of business my family is involved in." He said looking into the dark distance. "You know how I am. I could lose my mind and kill you anytime with no knowledge that I did it until the next day." A tear dropped from my eye. "I'm willing to take that risk." • • Contains mature and gruesome scenes. (BWWM)

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction and #5 in Romance || Melody Carson has been in the same class as Tyson McCannon since primary school. She's watched him play with girls, set the school on fire, skip classes, prank teachers, smoke behind the school, break the law, get into fights with other guys for fun and even watched him get suspended for three weeks. He always ruins everything and never does what he is told. Melody has hated him since the day he set foot in her school and luckily he has never noticed her. That is, until now. Tyson has set his eyes on Melody and won't stop until he gets what he wants. And he wants her. *-*-* Note: It is cliché at first but it gets better. [COMPLETED] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

From Wattpad to WEBTOON! Experience BITE ME like never before-now live on WEBTOON as Love Bites! Dive into unexpected twists and thrilling romance in any format you like. Werewolves and vampires don't mix, or that's what Kieran Callisto, a seventeen-year-old vampire, has believed all his life - until he falls for the Alpha's son. ***** When Kieran meets his new classmate, Mason Kane, he bristles with an unexplainable disdain. Soon it becomes apparent why: Mason is a werewolf. But when a fight turns into a sudden kiss that neither expects, Kieran's feelings for Mason turn to attraction in an instant. None of it makes sense - vampires and werewolves are supposed to be mortal enemies, so why does Kieran find Mason so irresistible? He knows that each kiss is dangerous, each bite is unpredictable...

Mature content. Be advised. Short stories of adventures at Christmas