Beckett Furrer. Groom. Bachelor's Party. Drunk. Desire. Lust. And mistakes. Three years later, what happened that day still haunted his sleep and waking hours. Not because the wedding was cut off, but because of the woman who gave him the sexiest and erotic night of his life. But the thing was... He didn't see her face because of the mask she was wearing that night, but he saw the tattoo on her back - that tribal tattoo that never left his dreams and consciousness. It would really be a dream come true if he saw her again... the woman he'd been looking for for three years now. And just like any other coincidences ... He saw her in his friend's wedding. And she happened to be the best friend of his friend's bride. He's the Best man and she's the Maid of Honor. Not to mention that he knows her for years now! How fuck up was this? CECELIB | C.C. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | P-18 COMPLETED

Description: Suddenly, the unmarried twenty-year-old Ye Zhizhou had many more relatives, yet it was too late for him to clearly understand the circumstances as he nearly died in a car accident. After that, he somehow managed to survive and was even forcibly bound to a Salvation System. How is it salvation? Harems destroy worlds! Preventing a harem will save them! . . . . Ok, prevent harems. After seeing the entire system introduction, the corners of Ye Zhizhou's mouth twitched. In order to return home safely, he decisively began his risky journey-he'd just treat it as if he was playing a large-scale strategy game. Since then, the people the protagonist would rescue, he rescued first.The businesses the protagonist would make, he made first. The little brother the protagonist would take in, he took in first. The cliff the protagonist would jump off of, he jumped off of first. The gay sex the protagonist would have, he'd have. . . . Wait wait, can't do this one, change it, let me change it. ???: No, you can do this one. Ye Zhizhou (alarmed): Who's speaking? ???: Your husband. Ye Zhizhou: . . . . #every world has a man who insists on dragging me to go have gay sex, what do I do, waiting online for an answer, urgent # #[scared] it's the same guy in every world, how do i get away, waiting online for an answer, hurry hurry hurry! # ...

I am dying - it was inevitable. The poison given to me over the course of several months have spread throughout my veins and seep through my bones. I was alone. There was not one single person to hold me, to comfort me, or to cry for me... I am all alone... NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

Winning first place in Sir Rob's Storm and Silence fanfiction contest, here is my entry for all of you to enjoy. ~ 0 ~ Five possibilities in one. Which would you choose? ~ A queen and her servant? ~ A general and his captive? ~ A bride and groom? ~ A husband and wife with child? ~ Or just plain, a secretary and his boss? ~ 0 ~ 'Adequate,' Mr Ambrose expressed and...smiled. Smiled! The son of a bachelor actually smiled! Right then and there, I believed it to be the devil's magic. He nodded at Father Karim, signaling him to go on. The priest did and after a moment, I heard Mr Ambrose vomit out his words: 'I do.' ~ 0 ~ No erotica here. Just plain fun and twisted humor. Enjoy! Characters are not mine. All credit goes to @RobThier.

When Rikkard and Lilly get trapped in a mysterious chaise, they get transported to a very new and strange world. My entry for Rob Thier's fan fiction contest.

My second place winning entry for Sir Rob's fanfiction contest! ____________________________ It should have been easier to find her, with less people in the way. It should have been the easiest mission in his life. He'd faced greater challenges than this and had triumphed every time. But what should have been an easy task was rapidly sending Rikkard into a slight panic. He had been looking for two hours. And she was still nowhere to be found. He wanted to yell. He wanted to rage and storm and trample the city over, tearing it out by its roots until he found her. He couldn't afford to lose her. He didn't want to lose her. The only thing he wanted was to find her and go home, away from this accursed place, far from its infinite streets and bothersome shopkeepers. He should have never come here. It wasn't worth losing two people in one night; first his prey and then the girl. It wasn't worth the failure he now felt the weight of on his shoulders, the hole in his heart. Funny. He had never wished for help in his life, but now, more than anything, he wished that there was someone there to help him find his Lilly. ____________________________ All characters belong to the wonderful Sir Rob, author of the Storm and Silence series.

If you are historical fiction fanatic these gems are especially for you. These are some of the best historical romance books that are going to keep you up all night. I understand the struggle of finding just the right book. So this work is for those who are searching for something to dive in. After reading almost 200 books here on wattpad(some over and over again), I decided these work should be known to more people. Pick any of the stories inside and enjoy the journey. **All the books are completed and available on Wattpad for free. If any of the books have been removed by the author then you are too late but you can definitely find them on some other platform.**

All Samantha is asking for from Lucas is to forgive her for ruining his life four years ago, but how can that be possible when the only thing on his mind is revenge? ***** When Samantha broke up with the then-nerdy Lucas by spreading lies that ruined his reputation, she destroyed him and left him heartbroken. Four years have passed, however, and Lucas has become a billionaire CEO-gorgeous and sexy as sin. Men have grown to envy him and women have begun adoring him, including Samantha, when the two are brought back together. For her, it was a second chance at love, but for him, it's about exacting his master plan for revenge. And if Lucas has his way, he'll make sure that this time, it's Samantha that gets her heart broken. [[word count: 40,000-50,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

"AHHHHH!" You screamed as you fell "THIS WAS A TERRIBLE IDEA!" You see light as you keep falling and soon find yourself being launched in the air. You thankfully grab onto a branch still holding onto the bag of items. You look down and gulp. "What now?" You growled looking for a way down to the dirt without falling back into the pit. There was no way back down other then falling into the pit again. WARNING- self harm, harsh language, gore and blood will be in this story!

Almost all her life, y/n had been treated like shit. Her mother was horrible to her and she had problems on her writing app, Wattpad. She was stuck with her mother and she couldn't do anything about it. She chose to go on day and night with the same endless screaming, beatings, and abusive punishments. She wouldn't let her inner-self and thoughts come out and speak for themselves. It was like she was trapped inside of her own self. No one understood how she felt, no one understood how she made herself feel better, and no one knows about the bloodthirsty thoughts that race in her mind. No one, that is, except for her best friend, Tiffinee Nickson. She and Tiffinee know everything there is to know about the famous creepypastas, and both were addicted to them. So many people said that they were fake, but y/n and Tiffinee know that they are real, and both longed to meet one of them and become one of Slenderman's proxies. The creepypastas are also the only people that y/n believe would truly understand what she felt, and what she was going through. Little did the girls know, that there wish would soon be granted, and that y/n would possibly find her true family and friends. But is y/n right about them understanding her, or has she and Tiffinee found their way to a nest of cold-blooded murderers? DISCLAIMER: This book is real cringe and cliche. I began it when I was 12 and then continued it two years later so it's pretty bad. I honestly treat it like a crack fanfic, but that's not what it is. Alright, this has been your fair warning about the cringy dangers that lurk inside this book. Enjoy! (If you can)