Join Chase and Carli in their quirky journey towards discovering themselves and each other.

A collection of notes, a public library, two teenagers, and zero spoken communication.

Sick of cliché Wattpad books? Then this isn't the book for you. We take every single over-used plot, character and trope on Wattpad - from player-meets-nerd to my-boyfriend-is-a-vampire - and mash it all into one, awful, hilarious parody. NOTE: This is a parody. Characters have not been created to mock a race/nationality/sexuality, they have been created to lightly poke fun at the way certain teen fiction writers reduce them into crude stereotypes. Thanks for helping this pile of junk get to #1 in Humor!

They say when you're about to die, your life flashes before your eyes. I never doubted that. But, what they don't tell you is this - When you're about to kill the only person in the world who truly loves you, your memories with that person also flash before your eyes. Not everyone gets their fairtytale ending. And I was no exception. These are the memories of those six seconds before. cover - uncontrollable_mind

Lacey used to be a thief until her mother died- Then she decided to leave it all behind. 4 years later, she's back at it. Somebody has kidnapped Cameron's mom and is asking for Aphrodite's diamond in exchange. The heist seems easy enough, but the crew keeps running into frauds. The crew consists of Adam (a tech kinda kid), Devon (the best friend), CeCe (class A bitch), Colton (The new kid), and Cameron (the ever changing love interest). On top of that, Lacey seems so unsure of herself now, and emotions are on the wire. Add in an unlikely ally- Weston; who competes with Cameron for her heart, and this is gonna be one hell of a heist. *This is my first story on Wattpad and it's not my best work so read at your own risk.*

They weren't supposed to kiss. But they did.

Then it hit me. The scent of my mate. The one I'd love and spend the rest of my days with. "Mine," he growled. I was forced up against the wall as he began to kiss me roughly. I managed to take a peek at my mate. The school's very own player. Otherwise known as the guy who infuriates me to the depths of hell. I shoved him off me and made him look me in the eye, "I don't care if you're going to be Alpha. You will always be the jerk I hate and the player I despise. I will not be looked upon as another of your minions. Yeah, I just rejected you." I snarled. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Shayla Hale is just another 15 year old werewolf, eagerly waiting for her 16th birthday so she can find her mate. She wasn't popular, and she wasn't a loner. Following her around, was the school's player, with a hobby of annoying her. She hated him for taking so much interest in her, since she knew all he was is a disappointment. Chase Anderson is the school's player, and the guy every girl swoons for. He's always found Shayla interesting, since she wasn't like the others. Witty comebacks, never sparing him a second glance. Being the hard to resist, soon to be Alpha of his Dark Wolfe pack, he needs to find his Luna. What he wasn't prepared for was his very own mate rejecting him. Will Shayla stay true to her word? Will Chase prove his mate wrong? What happens when Chase goes back to his player ways? How about when Shayla's childhood lover returns? *** I wrote this when I was 12/13 and it was the first romance/teen-fic/werewolf story I ever wrote at the time. Please go easy on my 12/13 year old self 😬

Dear Cinderella, If you are reading this then it means you have found your prince. I have written this letter because I am to be married in exactly one year. I have decided that dropping a letter in a random spot shall be the way I choose my wife. I will not disclose to you who I am, just a simple email address. For it is my duty to find you. So when the day comes that I do find you; I can promise you that I will make you feel like Cinderella. Yours truly, Prince Charming Ps. my email address is Your_Prince01. Whether you email me or not, the choice is up to you. This is the letter that eighteen year old Elle Bishop finds under her desk in math. What does it mean, and how is she the one to find it? Will she give into the temptation and email Prince Charming or will she toss the letter and just forget?

"This is the story of how I lost my virginity. It is a maladroit tale, a cataclysm of lies I'm not too proud of. But, I do ask you one thing: refrain from judgement until the end. Listen, now." Peyton Anderson, along with the majority of her friends, is a virgin. With the summer rounding the corner, Peyton is determined to change this factor in her life. One drunken, negligent night, an idea arouses from her group of friends: a proposal to the group of virgins. Though it seems foolish and dim-witted, Peyton and her friends agree to make a pact and take part in a game: The Virgin Wars. Who knew that this game would break hearts, ruin friendships, and open the door to doltish turmoil.

"As I sat on the toilet, I realized how badass I was being. First of all, I (kind of) broke into Walmart; Second, I was (kind of) plotting to steal toilet paper; and third, I was doing all this while a hurricane was brewing outside." Ellie wanted a quick trip to Walmart to buy some toilet paper for her mom. A minute in, a minute out. Instead, she got locked in. With her secret love, of course.