No one knew what she looked like, and the ones who did called her Beauty. She always wore her red cloak, covering her face as if she was ashamed or shy. Everyday she would get a book from the library and return the one from the day before. She would walk into the woods and wouldn't return until night fall. But when sh...
It started on Wattpad but now is EVERYWHERE! with a published book, a captivating Webcomic on WEBTOON, and an upcoming film adaptation by Wattpad WEBTOON studios in Partnership with Stampede. Read, scroll, or watch - Enjoy this romance in any way you like. Stay tuned for film release updates! Basketball star Caleb Loc...
[WINNER OF BEST HISTORICAL FICTION STORY IN THE FICTION AWARDS] There is a story that has been whispered into ear after ear across many countries. It's a sad but hopeful story, the story of The Lost Princess of Scotland. You should know that the story I am about to tell you is true. The horrific events within said sto...
Oneshots about how the Marauders discovered Remus's furry little problem, rambles about Lily and James, sad headcanons about Ron and Hermione. I even write about Harry sometimes. Some are cliché, some are cute and some are sad. Thank you for reading! ⚯͛ 9¾ ⚯͛
To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one w...
Cover by Ashtonlirwin Seren had a rough start. As a child, she was the runt of her pack before the system took her away from her parents and sent her to live with Ian McGreggor, a kindly old man. All Seren wants is to be left alone. Pack life is not for her. It is a place where she would only be pushed around and...
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Here's some random Niall imagines I write when I'm bored. Got any suggestions? Send em my way! I hope you like these! :)
Something was different about him. Always him. Even though he was just my teacher, just a glimpse of him called out to me. We shared something far deeper than anything anyone could ever imagine. But the sense of touch and sight bore two different types of experience. I knew what I saw but when we finally touched, it a...