Wattpadoriginal Stories

Basketball was in her blood, but LaMelo Ball made her want to set the whole damn court on fire. Theresa Young doesn't play games. She runs things quietly from the sidelines, calling shots behind the camera while the league watches her brother light up the court. Her situationship with Jalen Johnson? Chill. Uncomplicated. Safe. But when Charlotte's finest shows up with that cocky grin and too much swagger for one man, everything changes. LaMelo Ball is all attitude and bad timing. He gets under her skin-then under her guard. What starts as petty jabs and passive glances turns into something hotter, heavier, harder to ignore. Now Jalen's noticing. LaMelo's circling. And Theresa's stuck between the boy who never claimed her and the one who might just ruin her carefully built peace. The pressure's building. The season's heating up. And some fouls don't get called until it's too late. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. While it includes real-life figures and settings, not everything will align with how things are in real life. Some details have been changed, imagined, or exaggerated for the sake of the story. Please remember this is purely fictional and should be enjoyed as such!

_________ The story is where Taehyung is drowning on debt and the last thing he wants is his ex wife send a child (his child) to him taking care of him becuz she's going to marry. What Taehyung doesn't know his son is actually autistic

In his past life, he was just a cook- no family, no one waiting for him, no warmth to hold onto. After dying alone, he wakes up as Lu Wenyan, a rich heir, a sub-villain, and a boy destined to be hated and abandoned. But this Lu Wenyan is different. He cooks food that tastes like home. He believes hugs can heal anything. And instead of begging for love-he decides to earn it. Slowly, everything changes. Family returns. Fate derails. And even those who were never meant to love him... fall. ✨ Slow-burn BL romance ✨ Found family & healing ✨ Cooking, warmth, and gentle comedy A story about rewriting destiny with kindness.

❝𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗬 𝗜 𝗔𝗠 𝗚𝗢𝗡𝗡𝗔 𝗚𝗥𝗢𝗪 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦❞ ━━━━━━━ ♡ In world where Trainers chase dreams under endless skies, (Y/N) (L/N) isn't like the others. At just ten years old, he steps into the halls of a prestigious Pokémon academy-quiet, reserved, and barely able to speak without shaking. His goal? Not just to pass classes or make friends... but to become a Champion. Not for glory. Not for fame. But to prove he belongs. Gifted with a Sprigatito as his starter, (Y/N) begins his journey surrounded by the bright personalities of classmates like Liko and Roy, and shadowed by a mysterious legacy he never asked for. With a bloodline tied to an ancient explorer who once defied the very group he helped build, (Y/N)'s quiet life is shaken when the secret of his family's past surfaces-catching the attention of the enigmatic Spinel and the infamous Explorees. As he joins the Rising Volt Tacklers and travels across the Paldea skies, (Y/N) must learn to stand tall-not as a shadow of his ancestors, but as his own Trainer. Alongside his growing team, including a loyal Kirlia and an unevolved Eevee who refuses to change, he discovers what it means to battle with heart, lead with empathy, and face the weight of expectations without letting it break him. From school battles and legendary secrets to skyships and emotional evolutions-this is the story of a quiet boy chasing a Champion's dream across the sky. ᴾᴼᴷᴱᴹᴼᴺ ᴴᴼᴿᴵᶻᴼᴺˢ! ᴹᴬᴸᴱ! ᴿᴱᴬᴰᴱᴿ

Lin Yue, an orphan raised in modern China's big city, suddenly wakes up in the year 1975 in a warm, loving countryside household. Her new family consists of doting parents, grandparents, uncles, aunts, and three older brothers. She's the only girl in her generation - spoiled and cherished by all. Soon, she discovers she has a System: a mysterious digital guide that grants her access to a futuristic mall and missions. The system allows her to exchange 1 yuan from the 1970s for the purchasing power of 1,000 modern yuan inside the system mall. With this power, she can subtly transform her family's life, education, and health - without attracting too much attention.

I'm Ahna Kay Smith-18, Black, bold, and built for the spotlight. Acting ain't just something I do, it's who I am. I didn't come to this school to play second fiddle or play it safe. I came to shake the room, flip the script, and make sure people remember my name-even if I gotta do it with a Southern drawl and a pair of hoop earrings. Then there's Benicio. Yeah, that Benicio-thick Puerto Rican accent, tall as hell, and talented without even trying. He says he's studying law to keep his daddy happy, but we both know he was made for this life, just like me. The camera loves him. So do most of the girls. But we? We got something different. We've been through it all in class-improv, scene study, movement, voice work-you name it. And somewhere between pretending to fall in love onstage and arguing like it's real, the lines started to blur. I know what folks expect from a girl like me and a boy like him in this industry, but we're not here to follow the rules. We're here to rewrite them. Our chemistry? It's not just for the scenes. It's in every look, every line, every "accidental" kiss we pretend is part of rehearsal. We're not just acting anymore-we're building something real. And whether the world's ready or not, we're about to show 'em what two brown kids with big dreams can do. One line, one kiss, one dream at a time.

Book One of The Once Trilogy Rylee thought she had already lost the love of her life. When her fiancé, Diego, left the country for work, silence followed. Believing he had moved on, Rylee forced herself to let go-until a single conversation with his mother shattered everything she thought she knew. Diego wasn't moving on. He was flying home to her. He never arrived. On the night grief finally breaks her, a violent thunderstorm drives Rylee into an abandoned café-an empty place frozen in time. Seeking shelter in its cold, dark cooler room, she waits for the storm to pass. But when she steps back out, the world has changed. The café is warm. Alive. And Diego is standing there-breathing, real, and impossibly alive. Pulled into a parallel world where the tragedy never happened, Rylee is given the one thing she never thought she'd have again: a second chance. But love reborn across worlds comes with rules, and not all miracles are meant to last. Because some loves don't end. They fracture reality instead.

Turned at twenty-one, Eleanor Fitzwilliam lost more than her pulse-she lost her future. After escaping the cruel vampire who made her, Eleanor spends centuries drifting through North America's underground, numbing her emotions and surviving one night at a time. Then a flat tire strands her in Moose Falls, Maine. Steven Hansen is human, kind, and impossible to ignore. The pull she feels toward him is instant and overwhelming-everything Eleanor has ever been taught says it means one thing: he's her mate. For the first time in two hundred years, she dares to hope she might have a future instead of just a past. But instincts can lie. As Moose Falls' supernatural secrets unravel, Eleanor discovers that her growing humanity is her greatest weakness. The bond she believes she shares with Steven may not be fate at all, and trusting it could destroy the control she's fought centuries to maintain. Because sometimes the greatest mistake is believing fate has chosen for you.

• 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄 • _________________________________________ This one arrives like Love wrapped in Manuplation. A devotion so intense it doesn't ask for permission-only presence. In a world where fate hides behind Masterminds and affection blurs into obsession, desire becomes a slow poison, and protection begins to feel like possession. This is not a story of gentle romance. It's all into dark devotion, The secrets wrapped in manuplation , and psychological tension, where love does not heal-Unless it hurts. Every step closer tightens the grip, every heartbeat questions freedom, and every shadow whispers the same truth: some obsession don't chase... they wait. And strick on the right nerves. ( It's On hold as being the second book in Crimson Obsession series)

#1 Victoria Academy Series *** Cassandra Foster has built her life on a bedrock of logic, analysis, and ironclad self-preservation. She studies consequences the way others study maps, and the one coordinate she always avoids is Disaster. She observes the thrilling, chaotic messes of the world from a safe, detached distance. ​Then she saw Adam McFadden. ​Adam is a singularity. He is the easy smile you can't look away from, the low hum of magnetism that pulls every gaze-and every decision-of course. He's the golden boy with an edge, the kind of breathtaking trouble Cassandra has spent months meticulously avoiding. ​She didn't just fall for him, she tripped headlong into an existential crisis. ​Now, Cassandra is facing an impossible equation: Adam is graduating in 180 days, and she has to convert a lifetime of calculated restraint into a single, breathtaking gamble. She needs him to choose her, the girl in the background, over the easy spotlight of any girl in Victoria Academy. ​Her only chance? Throw out the rulebook and embrace delightful self-sabotage. If she can't allure him with her caution, she'll snare him with magnificent, high-risk blunders. ​In a race against the calendar, Cassandra is betting everything that a little bit of calculated mayhem is the only way to prove that the safest girl alive is willing to risk everything for a boy who is destined to burn bright... and move on. The question is, will his light catch her-or simply consume her? AuthorKarmahito © All rights reserved 2025

Haider Malik doesn't rescue people, he owns the whole damn scene. Cold. Sharp. Untouchable. And then Tuba crashes into his world - stubborn, sunshine and his headache. Tuba's spirit is too free for any cage. Haider dismissed her as a "Wildcat." Tuba declared him "The Jerk." They vowed never to cross paths again. Then the papers were signed. Tuba, a furious runaway bride, is dragged back and forced into an inescapable marriage with her worst enemy: Haider Malik. Now, the "Wildcat" is trapped with "The Jerk." They hate each other. They need each other. He wants control. She wants freedom. Destiny said: "Let's make it messy." When a forced marriage ties them together, Fire meets gasoline.... And neither of them is ready for the explosion. Love? Please. They'd rather kill each other first.

Once, he was a king who ruled eternity itself-an immortal sovereign feared by gods and nations alike. Now, he wakes up reborn as Seraphina Vale, an intersex girl living in the modern world, enrolled in university, surrounded by fragile humans unaware that a former eternal king walks among them. She did not lose her powers. She did not lose her memories. What she did lose... was her throne. As Seraphina navigates identity, secrecy, and a world that no longer bows, she finds herself drawn into a slow-burning romance with another woman-one who unknowingly steps closer to a being beyond mortality.

Not pure horror, but scary enough to keep you up scrolling at 3 AM 😏🖤 Think slow-burn chills mixed with deep feels - guilt that hits different, brotherhood that won't die (literally), and twists that make you question what's watching from the shadows 👀 Savage Smile starts simple: Two kids on a busted school trip sneak into a forbidden cave, grab what ain't theirs, think they got away clean. Life moves on... until the smile starts following one of them home. Years later? Mirrors glitch with faces that remember love + betrayal. Nights stretch forever. A presence creeps closer - not to kill, but to reach out like it still calls you brother 💔👥 It's patient. It's personal. And it's cursed from that one mistake they left buried 🕳️😶 Now level up to the sequel dropping heat: Savage Smile 2: The Invader 🌌💥 That cave smile didn't fade - it evolved. Multiplied. Turned into something bigger slipping through mirrors like portals. The Pentagon's gearing up for war 🪖🔥 - not your average alien invasion, but a supernatural takeover from what those kids unleashed. Classified leaks call it "The Invader." Hungry. Spreading grins like a virus. John's old ghost bro is still whispering from the dark, but now the smile's got an army. Guilt gone global. Curses hitting the big leagues. How you ghost something that just hacked the system and still hits you with "you good, brother?" mid-apocalypse? 🏃♂️❓🩸 Slow-burn to straight chaos vibes - scary, emotional, unhinged in the best way 🚀🌑 🖤 VOTE + FOLLOW for the chapters rolling out New drops coming... the smile's patient, but the invasion? Already loading 😶🌫️📖 Drop any comment below - "INVADER" if you're locked in, theories, what scares you most, or just "bro 👀" - let's build the vibe 🔥

Sa loob ng tahimik ngunit masiglang mundo ng STI College Cotabato City, dalawang estudyanteng magkaiba ang personalidad ang unti-unting pinagtagpo ng tadhana. Si Shamuel "Sham" Dela Cruz-isang tahimik, mapagmasid, at determinadong second-year student na naglakas-loob mag-shift mula Social Work patungong Computer Engineering-ay sanay mamuhay sa likod ng mga libro, code, at obserbasyon. Tahimik ang mundo niya, puno ng lohika at pangarap na binubuo sa sariling paraan. Samantala, si Sienna Reyes-isang masayahin, outgoing, at masipag na first-year CE student-ay parang liwanag na laging may dalang enerhiya. Isang student-athlete, achiever, at responsableng anak, hinaharap niya ang bawat hamon nang may ngiti at tapang. Sa isang simpleng tagpo sa registrar's office, nagsimula ang isang koneksyong hindi inaasahan-mga tingin, ngiti, at pagkakataong unti-unting nagiging mahalaga. Sa gitna ng adjustment, akademikong pagsubok, org activities, at campus life, unti-unting sisiklab ang mga "hidden sparks" na maaaring magbago sa kanilang mga mundo. Isang kwento ng kabataan, pangarap, tahimik na damdamin, at mga koneksyong nabubuo sa pinaka-hindi inaasahang sandali. ✨ Minsan, hindi kailangang maging maingay ang simula para maging totoo ang nararamdaman. ✨

He dies. He wakes up. But every time he survives, something inside him disappears. Memories. Faces. Feelings. When he finds a note written in his own handwriting warning him about a girl he doesn't remember, he realizes this isn't an accident. Someone is killing him on purpose. And forgetting might be the real death.

"You can't do this!" Yoongi thundered, his voice echoing through the tense silence, as Jungkook's fingers clenched around his shirt like a vice. Jungkook's eyes blazed with a fierce, alcohol-fueled intensity, his face twisted in desperation. "Hyung, he's mine!" Jungkook's voice cracked, his words dripping with possessiveness. "That kid is mine!!" His gaze burned with an unyielding passion, his chest heaving with ragged breaths. Suga intervened, prying Jungkook's hand off Yoongi's shirt with a stern expression. However, one glance at Jungkook's tormented face and his resolve wavered, replaced by a deep sense of sorrow. "I know, Jungkook... but," Yoongi trailed off, his voice heavy with reluctance. "But what?" Jungkook's voice escalated into a wail, his body crumbling to the floor. "I love him! I'll always love him; he's mine!" Tears streamed down his face, his anguish palpable. Yoongi's eyes evaded Jungkook's, unable to bear the depth of his emotions. "We can't love him, Jungkook... not like that," he whispered, his voice laced with regret. "I can't love him," Jungkook's voice barely audible, his words slicing through the air like a dagger. Main Ship: Yoonmin Side Ship: TaekookArmy30 Synopsis edited by TomSeven7 Content Warning: Bromance, death, violence, suspense, thriller, Mafia. 🥉#3Slow burn romance 🏅# 26 Passionate love 🏅#100jiyoon 🏅#238 angsty 🏅#404 bromance Note: Slow updates. Would you like to read?

♡ 𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙖 𝙂𝙖𝙖𝙙𝙞 𝙈𝙚𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖 𝙂𝙝𝙖𝙧 𝙄 𝙉𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝘼 𝙈𝙖𝙣 𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝙂𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙅𝙖𝙞𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙆𝙝𝙖𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙁𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧 𝙉𝙤 𝙉𝙤 𝙄 𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙃𝙞𝙢 𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 ♡ "What seems like a door closing is often the start of a path you never imagined."IM A village girl who never get loved from her father and her family. What will happen when she meets a boy who can get on his knees for her? Ishana Mehra, who was studying in a small village where her family held a high position in the society and the village. What will happen when she lied to her father and came across the state to a place she has no idea about? What will her father do when he finds out she lied to him!? •❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅• 𝙄 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝘽𝙚 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙎𝙡𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙄 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝘽𝙚 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙄 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙍𝙪𝙣 𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝘼 𝙍𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝘾𝙤𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧. 𝙄 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝘽𝙚 𝙖 𝙂𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝘽𝙤𝙮, 𝙄 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝘽𝙚 𝙖 𝙂𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 "𝘾𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝘽𝙚 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙮 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝘽𝙚 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 " "Kayde main rahoge toh Fayde main rahoge" YASO Yuvaan Aviraaj Singh Oberoi, a business tycoon who returned to India after 15 years in Italy because of his family. What will happen when his return brings a lot of enemies along with twists and turns? When old secrets are revealed at a turning point, will the Oberoi family survive the challeng

"I am the son of the Sun, yet I lived in the shadows. I wore the gold of gods, yet I bled like a mortal." Vishu has always lived in the shadow of two things: her mother Smita's obsession with the Mahabharata, and the impending silence of Smita's terminal illness. As a world-renowned archaeologist, Smita spent decades chasing a myth-the Kavach (armor) and Kundal (earrings) of Karna, the tragic hero of the Great War. Then, Smita vanishes in the frozen heights of the Himalayas, leaving behind nothing but a brass casket. Inside are not just maps, but a series of handwritten letters and encrypted Shlokas that suggest Karna's divine protection wasn't just a myth-it was a burden passed down through bloodlines. To find her mother, Vishu must assemble her closest circle-the logical Poorti, the intuitive Tanu, the tech-genius Deepali, and the fierce Khushboo. From the ancient ruins of Kannauj to the whispering caves of the Garhwal range, Vishu must solve a 5,000-year-old puzzle. But as the lines between history and her own life blur, she realizes her mother wasn't just searching for an artifact. She was running from a curse. In the search for the Sun's legacy, will Vishu find the truth, or will she be consumed by the same fire that took her mother?

"And you must be one of the famous Kareemi daughters. The one who talks 'nineteen to a dozen,' if the rumors are true." Hazal narrowed her eyes. "If the rumors are true, then you should know I don't have time for vague outsiders. I have a wedding to attend and a plate of kebabs with my name on them." She began to walk away, her emerald skirts rustling, when his voice stopped her. "I'm Zain," he said. "And for what it's worth, the ceiling is a structural issue. Don't just patch the plaster; check the drainage on the terrace." Hazal paused, looking back over her shoulder. He was still watching her, his expression unreadable. There was something in his gaze-not the dismissive glance of the man from her past, but a focused, intense recognition. It was the look of someone who saw exactly who she was. "I'll keep that in mind, Zain," she said, her voice steady despite the sudden racing of her pulse. As she vanished back into the crowd of her boisterous family, the "snowball's chance in hell" she had felt that morning suddenly felt a little more like a spark. The monsoon clouds were still heavy above Mumbai, but as Hazal found her mother in the crowd, she felt a strange, electric sense of possibility.

it's not a fanfic please read armys it's important Edit: I didn't know why the text doesn't appear I think Wattpad have big technical problem.