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  • KIDNAPPED BY THE AGENT | Project Callister Book One
    9.2M 647K 71

    #1 in humor, action, and romance ❝Octavia Snow, you're going to have to come with me,❞ the stranger said with an amused look. ❝No thanks, I'm really not a big fan of kidnapping.❞ ❝Sorry Cupcake. You don't have a choice.❞ --- OCTAVIA SNOW is a sassy, sarcastic, and perpetually hungry college student who is kidnapped...

  • My Journey
    496 33 13

    This book is about a woman's journey, from her childhood to the golden age. Her childhood innocence, teenage mischievous, as a wife, in motherhood, and a career woman. Struggles, challenges, rejection and pain. The failures and success stories of a woman. Most Named her Iron Lady. The passionate, strong woman who also...

    Mature
  • My First Love Story
    667 65 16

    This is a story of a beautiful girl from the village who comes to the city to pursue her dreams of studying in a university and living her father's dream. Her father runs a bakery store in the village. She is unaware of what awaits her out there. Every girl's fantasy is the beautiful feeling of being in love. She has...

    Completed  
  • Beasty | First Draft Sample
    1.3M 46K 47

    •••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-•••••• ORIGINALLY 6.2M READS ON WATTPAD! First Unedited Draft. 64% manuscript sample. ••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-•••••• I could never understand why Grandma Liz always forbid me from venturing out during nights of full moon. I remember often thinking to myself, "What could...

    Completed   Mature
  • Mated to the Alpha King | First Draft Sample
    1.3M 34K 37

    A N A M A Z O N B E S T S E L L E R ORIGINALLY 27.2M READS ON WATTPAD! SAMPLE OF DRAFT MANUSCRIPT - 70%. OFFICIALLY PUBLISHED: 20th November 2016. Highest Rate: #1 in Werewolf A Royal's Tale Series 1 _______________________________ Do you remember the stories your grandma used to tell you every night about cu...

    Completed   Mature
  • Someone Like You | Sample
    366K 12.2K 27

    When I met him on a rainy afternoon the air smelt like gardenias. My black oxford pumps were soaked from accidentally stepping on a puddle, and the tiny yellow umbrella I held up barely saved me from the chilly rain. When I met him on a rainy afternoon, the sky was pink and blue. I was starving and almost craving t...

    Completed