"Oh, Kiara, there's one more thing I would like to order." the bitc- -- I mean, the woman smiled once again. "Yes?" I asked, returning her fake smile. "Keep your fucking eyes off my man." ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! THAT'S IT! I CANNOT HANDLE THIS WAITRESS "STEREOTYPE" ANYMORE! 4 IN ONE DAY? SERIOUSLY? OKAY, CALM DOWN, KIARA. YOU. GOT. THIS. HANDLE THIS SHIT LIKE A PRO, BABE. "I think you're missing ONE more TINY little thing in that order of yours, Miss." I smiled at her. "I don't think so." she replied. "Oh, but I do. You definitely need a change of attitude. Don't worry, it's on me." #Wattys2019

Three children realize they're trapped in the basement of a crazy woman who claims to be their mother, and forces them to call her "Mommy". __________________ created February 4th, 2017 IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

Warning dirty things. This story involes Carlos, Alex and Giovanny. Hope you enjoy.

i lay on the floor with my head in my hands and my heart in his hands Kelsey davis first year in college having to share a room with Joey Birlem. They have an instant connection but seem to be on and off. Trust is a big priority but both not knowing how to show affection. Seems like they both keep secrets. HIGHEST RANKS: #1 in joeybirlem #5 in fanfiction Copyright © 2020 all rights reserved to baddybirlem on wattpad, none of this story may be rewritten, reproduced, or reformed in any way unless granted permission