Wattpaddoriginal Stories

She wasn't supposed to be here. Not in the White House. Not in the public eye. And definitely not falling for the Vice President. Char Hartwell has spent years trying to stay under the radar. But when her father becomes President, everything changes. Now she's the First Daughter everyone watches but no one really sees. Julian Royce is the nation's youngest Vice President. Sharp, single, and completely off-limits. Still, something starts to build between them. Quiet moments. Unspoken tension. A connection neither one of them can ignore. As secrets from Char's past begin to surface and political pressure rises, their relationship becomes more than complicated. It becomes risky. A story about power, identity, and falling for the one person you're not supposed to love.

Magic is a strange little thing. It fizzles within you, around you, it's everywhere. Yet somehow no one seems to notice, it's engulfed in shadows and light, hiding, waiting... and when triggered.. it's out, in any shape or form, to be honest it never was contained in the first place as it simply can't - still no one seems to notice other than the fact that, even if for a small time, one way or another, it's out. And when it is, it could be your greatest power... or your biggest weakness. Funny, how the same can be said for love. Islara has always thought herself as something different, she's never fit in. When she finds out the truth about her identity, Isla leaves the home she grew up in to move to a new world as a royale for a universe she never knew about. But this world hides so many secrets beneath the magic that protects it. Will she uncover the truth of her past?? Or die trying... (sorryyy the description is rlly bad - I WILL EDIT IT - eventually.. also I rlly appreciate feedback, apologies in advance if its trash, I'm 12 heh)

"She began to write her own poems, frustrated that she never understood the ones she read." ~ Gothanne Adamson had a son named Charles. Charles married Corinne and the two had a "surprise" baby. The couple run away to Munich one summer and never return, leaving the baby with Gothanne. Grandmother Gothanne raises the girl as her own until she finds the child is skilled at writing poetry and decides to gain a great deal of wealth by publishing the poems under her own name. In order to keep her secret, Grandmother Gothanne locks the girl in an abandoned lighthouse by the shore. There, she is forever hidden from the world. Or so Grandmother Gothanne thinks.