Well...That was a Disaster

Well...That was a Disaster

  • WpView
    Reads 1,940
  • WpVote
    Votes 202
  • WpPart
    Parts 26
WpMetadataReadOngoing47m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Mar 9, 2018
Well that was a disaster... Depressing title really... haha -awkward smile- Ok... so I often put funny stories at the end of my chapters of what a fail I am at living and we can all laugh at my misery! Fun!!! Trust me when I say I give the expression 'well that was a disaster' a new meaning! Hahaha... well... enjoy!!!! #921 In action -cover by Kittygirl486
All Rights Reserved
#638
disaster
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • The Alpha Calls Me Kitten
  • The Book of Wattpad Moments
  • {Not so} Daily whines
  • [1.1] Douchebag & Classy |  ✓
  • ...
  • I Loved You Blindly [Complete]
  • Wattpad Clichés
  • Falling in the Dark | ✓
  • 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐋 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋
  • Dysarthria | Dialogue Story ✔
  • Me, Myself And I
  • Call You (Completed)
  • Experimental Girlfriend
  • My Possessive best Friend
  • Friends & Foe's (COMPLETED)
  • Walking home
  • Keep Your Enemies Closer
  • My Star's Light is Overrated |✓
  • School And What We Do In It
  • The Hookup (Book #1)

Highest Ranking: #1 in Werewolf Watty's 2015 Winner: Talk of the Town 11/23/15 "Literally the best werewolf book I've ever read." -@itsroma "*rereads 10,000,000,000 times and cries every time*" -@stilessparklez "#5thtimereader *I have to vote on all the chapters this time, that's how engrossed in the book I've become*" -@Forevertail "THIS BOOK SHALL BE IN MY LIBRARY FOREVER." -@team_breezyy ________________________________________ "What do you want?" He asked. I clapped my hands together and sighed. "To go home." His face instantly fell. He walked right into that one. "Well that sucks because you aren't going anywhere, kitten." I growled lowly at the nickname and crossed my arms. "Who says?" I argued. "I just did. Now stop acting like a brat and tell me what the hell you want to eat," he said frustrated. I rolled my eyes and turned around to exit the room. "Where the hell are you going?" He yelled at me. I stopped and turned around to look at him. "I don't want to have any food prepared by you. You're hands are probably just as dirty as your mouth. Watch your language," I stated simply and exited the kitchen. ________________________________________ © All Rights Reserved 2014

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines