"Bridget Jones with a lot more wine! This story is hilarious, feel-good and relatable in all the best ways!" - Grace K @ HQ. She's just quit her high-flying job and her marriage is coasting on fumes. Can Alice find a sense of purpose in all the madness? ***** Alice's life isn't going to plan. She's tied to her phone, pointlessly managing PR for a sinking corporate megalith. She's become a bit player in her kids' lives and her marriage is coasting on fumes. Forcing herself into action with a rash resignation, Alice sets out to make a positive impact on the world around her. But how? Meditation leads to napping and her attempts to get closer to her teenage daughter result in the discovery of a secret that left her at loss of what to do! As the months tick by and a sense of purpose continues to elude her, Alice finds herself forming bonds with the most unlikely characters: the young woman who panhandles outside her old office; the homeless boy who sits cross-legged outside the liquor store with his ginger cat; her own dog walker who, it turns out, knows a thing or two about developing a good crema. Testing the limits of marriage, motherhood and the Toronto subway system--can Alice find her way into a purpose-driven life? Or will it all be one giant hangover? [*Wattpad Editor's Pick 2018*] [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]] Readers say: "This had me laughing so loud that my sister came to check up on me to see if I'm OK!!!" "...the new Bridget Jones, a working woman's take on the digital age." About the Author: Working mother, annoying vegetarian and red wine enthusiast, Renee lives in Toronto with her flawed but wonderful family (seriously, who left socks on the kitchen counter?) in a flawed but wonderful house (what *is* that smell in the basement?).

When Rosalie Winthrop, an earl's daughter, writes letters to her future husband, she doesn't expect him to be a penniless orphan. *** Sheltered by her father, Lord Samuel Winthrop, in Grenledge Manor all her life, twelve-year-old Rosalie longs to travel the world or at least go to London more than once a year. But when she finally leaves England for a trip to colonial Hong Kong with her father, she meets and befriends Maximilian Walker, a street urchin who's on the run from a troubled past. The two become fast friends, but they are torn away from each other by cruel fate. Soon, they learn that more than an ocean voyage has drawn them together--it's also their intertwined family histories. Neither of their backgrounds is what they appear. Will Rosalie ever meet Maximilian again--or her future husband? And what happens if the two are one and the same? Content warning: This story contains themes of child abuse, racism, implied sexual harassment, and mentions of drug use. This story is now available on YONDER, your next-generation reading app from the Wattpad family. Join me on YONDER today! Find it now in your app store. 2021 WATTYS WINNER 1ST PLACE WINNER OF WALK BY FAITH AWARDS 2021 Check out the lovely trailer made by @kirstyt97

Arsal and Jiya's Grandfather's dying wish was for them to have Nikkah. And their parents complied to the wish before he could die. Jiya and Arsal reluctantly but agreed to it. Now, it's been two years since they last saw each other and had their Nikkah. The whole family has come together for a wedding and Jiya and Arsal have to face each other and their feelings or lack thereof. Their families want them to get married as soon as possible but a few small or big problems will arise. That might leave the two of them torn apart or closer than ever. But add someone deranged and the story might get more interesting! #1 in Nikkah - 08/03/2020 #2 in Muslim - 19/11/2018 - 20/11/2018 - 21/11/2018 #4 in Nikkah - 24/11/2018

I can't stand it anymore. " Chaiden please explain to me about this marriage. You know it's not the time to relax. We will married in two days. Can you even care a little about that? " " You want to go to choose the wedding dress? " " I'm not joking, Chaiden. " I stated roll my eyes. He stared at me as he bring his fingers to my cheek to stared at him back " Don't ever do that anymore. " " Do what? " Confused by what he is said because i did not do anything crazy. Not yet. " Roll your eyes on me. " Always command me when he is nobody to me. I roll my eyes again to the side. He sigh as he cupped my cheeks and the other hand in my back neck. " Want to test me, sweetie? " " What you can do if i roll my eyes again? " I stated challenge him. He smashed his lips to mine. Kissed me passionately different from the first time he kissed me. This time like he was angry and rough. He bit my lips make me moan as he slip his tongue playing inside me. I try to push him but he was so strong. He did not even move. He hurt me. My tears only a step away before make her way down if he did not stop kissing me this roughly. A seconds i cry. I cry because of him. For the first time i cry because of man. " You will stuck with me for three years, sweetie. "