A short story. A girl has a crush on her homeboy but she isn't sure if he feels the same way. He has a girlfriend; but they end up flirting and it leads to so many other things... Will they end up together or will someone end up getting hurt?
(Currently being re-written & grammar fixed outside of wattpad, I will be republishing very soon.) Josephine Katavana, the sweet librarian you would meet on a normal day at the library, struggling with her anxiety. She thought she knew it all and had her life planned out until she met someone, someone she never knew...
6 am is a collection of poems about the worst kind of pain a heartbreak serves. This is the poem to all the lovers that went wrong and too confused to describe how they feel out there.
Collection of my musings. ❤️ Wattpad has millions of wonderful books written by beautiful souls globally and you're here reading this book so I feel honoured. Thank you so much for choosing to read this book. Do not forget to drop a note if this book made you smile in the message board or the comment section. ♥ Highes...
(EDITING) "You can't keep doing that..." she whispers, avoiding eye contact with me as she pretends to stare at the computer screen. "Doing what?" I ask, acting oblivious as fuck. I just want to hear those words out of her mouth. "Talking like this to me and doing that," she replies while motioning to the pen on my h...
[Complete] "I'm having your baby, it's none of your business." Louis and Harry appear to have the perfect marriage.. until one day Louis has a drunken one night stand with a cactus in a black dress. But that's just the beginning..
They never told you that the monster under your bed could have a set of beautiful forest green eyes and an angelic smile. -a story in which a girl is taken by a notorious gang member that lives beneath the world's feet. THIS IS A TRILOGY BOOK (1/3) *COMPLETED* HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in harrystyles #1 in fanfiction #1...
"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...