Wings of Ash
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THIS ISN'T MINE THIS IS A FRIENDS WHO CANNOT GET WATTPAD-
They wanted me to post a story they'll make so go with the flow 👍
Heres their discord since I cannot credit them through a wattpad user.
nyoom nyoom#5623
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Hi nyoom here, well not actually here but still. No this story isn't like one of those books you read in 5th grade like warrior cats or wings of fire at all. It's more of a different perspective of a story from the most burnt of the burnt toasts. ((Their reffering to me?- if you want to see mine it's called "Silk and Blood"))
Warnings: Gorey descriptions, Death, MAY have creepy stuff.
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She Never Knew...
"Mom, not today. I don't even know why you're making me go. Today is dads..." I didn't want to finish and remind her of dads' birthday. My phone kept ringing, I already knew it was Dakota, he's my childhood best friend. "Just take your brother to school, please!" She exclaimed. She looked miserable. I shut the door and smelled the freshly cut grass. I smiled to myself knowing it was my dad's favorite smell. "Alexandria! We're gonna be late, can you stop daydreaming and get in the car." My brother, Cory hollered. He hates to think about dad. He just forgets. I Jeep Wrangler and I started the car, Cory rolled down his windows. "Are we sitting together at lunch today?" Cory asked me. "No I want you to sit with your friends, I'll be alright alone." I told him. "Alright Alex, believe it or not I actually love you. And I love you enough to tell you, you need friends." He admitted. "Have fun. Love you too, Corky." I laughed at the name I gave him when I was a kid. He smiled at me then left into the school. I went on to go to a flower shop. I stopped and got out. I walked in the shop. "Ally, do you have my order, the cars running?" I asked Ally. "Yeah Alex, I have it. Your order for 1 dozen Chocolate Cosmos, 2 dozen Daises, and 1 dozen yellow Roses." "Thanks Ally." I grabbed all the flowers then ran back to the car. I drove to the grave. I threw all my stuff into my bag. I grabbed the flowers and I pulled my bag over my shoulder and got out. I looked around and saw people young and old coming here to see their loved ones. I saw my families graves. Almost my whole family will be buried here. My grandpa always said it was sacred. I put the Cosmos on my dad's grave. The Daises on my grandmothers and the Roses on my grandpas. I talked and talked to them till I pull my pack of cigarettes out of my bag along with a lighter. I put the cancer stick in my mouth and lit it. "You guys are probably really mad right now. Blame peer pressure in 9th grade."Concluída
Fated Destiny
(Discontinued) 𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘈𝘜𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘢 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘠𝘦𝘴, 𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘊𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘢, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵. 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘌𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘏𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘈𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘢, 𝘊𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘢, 𝘙𝘢𝘻𝘻 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 (𝘺𝘦𝘵). 𝘐𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵, 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦. So much for "true love lasts throughout the multi verse" huh? Who knows, you may learn something about the meaning of life, and the depth of love in this fic. *wink* But this story? This story is but of a 𝙁𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙮. *𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴*Concluída
INSATIABLE
He brought his hands up and tucked my hair behind my ear. coming closer to my ear "Do i arouse you?" he whispered, making my knees weak "I can feel the heat radiating off you and i know you are soaking wet already" What the hell? Pushing him off me i straightened up and glared at him "You are now my boss starting tomorrow and i dont think it is appropriate to use comments like that with an employee." He suddenly jammed on the elevator emergency button, causing the elevator to stop. "Really? That would make this more exciting and easier. "I am attracted to you, you are attracted to me. Lets fuck and be fine" I stared at him wide eyed Has this man gone mad? I admit that he is hot and affects me a little but that doesn't mean i want to jump into bed with him, he is my boss for crying out loud and i really need this job" He was now standing in front of me with his face close to mine staring at my lips. I want to kiss you" He whispered making me feel chills all over my body. ***************************************************** Blake Greyson wasn't born with a silver spoon but he worked all his life to get to the top. Too as one of the eligible billionaires in Florida with his beautiful girlfriend Anna by his side every step away. Mellisa Wakefield is a young woman in her early twenties who is yet to get her life together. She fails miserably in whatever she does and her sister never misses the opportunity to remind her of how much of a loser she was until she got a job at Greyson's enterprise. Two different people tangled into a life of love, sex and betrayal.Concluída
Book 1✔️ Sugar Baby
Highest Ranking #1 adultthemes (01/05/19) #1 eroticromance (24/10/2019) #1 adultromance (26/06/2019) #1 sugardaddy (05/08/2019) #1 couple (16/08/2019) #1 mature (16/10/2019) #2 romance (2/11/2019) #2 ceo (23/03/2020) "You need to shut up baby. Let me take care of your needs. Can you do that for me?" He unzipped my dress, as it falls freely down to the floor. ***** Lori was a socialite, she lived a life of luxury until her parents got a divorce and she was forced to live on her own. She struggled with financing her education and trying hard to maintain her high standard of living. She finally gave up when her best friends treated her like she has the plague and cut her off, then her boyfriend was forced to end things with her when his parents didn't want him to be associated with Lori because of her family's scandal. And that's when she decided to take the offer to be a sugar baby, thinking she'll treat it as a summer job and end it as soon as she's back on her feet again. ********** James never needed a girlfriend. He's a workaholic. He likes the arrangement of a sugar baby where he can pay a sum of money for a companion of a young attractive woman. His friend suggested the idea. With the last sugar baby being too attached to him. It's time for him to find another one. A less demanding one. His eyes locked into the beautiful fragile young woman with an attitude to match. Her fiery yet nervous attitude was refreshing for him, and he wanted her for himself. Will he get what he paid for? Will she get back on her feet? ********** Completed: May 2019 *Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*.Concluída
My Diary Of Erotics
hello guys ,it's me again so recently Wattpad deleted my Previous story that was carrying the same name as this . I was told I violated a community guide line but I really couldn't think of one because I made sure I followed all the rules made . so I'm using this as a medium to announce to every one of you beautiful people who liked commented and read my story that I'm writing this again. it's not gonna be the same but I promise it gets better , and also a medium to apologize to Wattpad for the guideline I violated previously it won't happen again and if it does I want to be called out on my mistake so I would be able to rectify it immediately thank you .🥺❤️ so guys welcome once again to a world where all your deepest , wildest fantasies comes to life . enjoy ...................😉❤️ MATURE CONTENT :please note this story is not suitable for beautiful people under the age of 18 , or those that don't read geners like this .❤️ RATED 18🔞🚨Concluída
Call me kitten (boyxboy love) ✓
Jamie is happy with life, he has everything under control and every day is the same, just like he wants it. He is a loner by choice, girlfriends and friends are overrated. Or so he thinks. But when the new co-worker starts to hit on him it all starts to crumble. The co-worker is sexy as hell, confident and totally out of his league. And a guy. This starts a journey into new aspects of life. To learn how to let go of control, to embrace the darkest desires without fear. And to fall in love with someone that calls you kitten. *The sequel is out - Make me beg* https://www.wattpad.com/story/293369610-make-me-beg == Links == All socials, and spotify playlist is on my profile! == Disclaimer == # This is a boy x boy story # Contains explicit language and content (+18!!) # Contains acts of BDSM, so if you're not into that, beware (those chapters will begin with a warning) == Rankings == Jul 19 2022: #20 IN #ROMANCE Nov 29 2021: #1 IN #GAYROMANCE Oct 24 2021: #1 IN #MXM Oct 22 2021: #29 IN #BOYXBOY Oct 10 2021: #3 IN #GAYLOVE (and I apologise for any misspelled words and incorrect grammar ^o^ )Concluída
If No One Else
𝟏𝟖+| I was said to be 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞... 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. I had heard it so much in my life that it had manifested into a truth that remained rock solid in my brain. It consumed every surface of my body and mind like a deadly cancer It had become a promise to myself. A reminder. A standard. It was a rule applied to every person in my life, except him... He was the same as I was; no matter how different our outside identities were. We were cut from the same cloth on the inside. There was no denying that he and I were both broken souls left in a broken world. Both craving an eternal slumber before we met, but his darkness played so well with mine that suddenly it began feeling more like light, warmth, goodness... a happy ending. "...𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲... 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂," --------------------------- Partying. That was the one thing Chandler did best, and everyone in town knew that. But when one of her parties get out of hand and the cops are called, she's in for a rude awakening as she comes face to face with the new guy in town: Officer Herrera. He's wasn't like the usual officers she dealt with, and she finds that out quite quickly as she gets dragged away to jail for the night. They both wish to never see each other again, but there was something stronger than their dislike for each other keeping them together. The stronger their dislike grows, the more attached they become, until the lines become so blurred that they can't tell the difference between hatred and love anymore. They could say they hated each other, but if anything, a small part of them knew it would turn into love. If that love would last once everything was revealed... It was only a matter of time before they found out. ----
Dream Breaker (I)
Oh boy, here we go again. Blood. It's like that one toxic ex you can't stop thinking about-you know it's bad for you, but it's got this pull. It ruins everything. Kingdoms? Toast. Hunters? Totally off the deep end. People? Let's just say the phrase "hot mess" doesn't even scratch the surface. And me? I'm Narsus. Disgraced knight, professional brooder, part-time beast slayer, full-time existential crisis. Now I'm stuck in Yharnam. Imagine a city built by gothic architecture enthusiasts who really overestimated their candle budget. The place is drowning in fog, madness, claws, and the occasional giant axe-wielding beast who really doesn't appreciate personal space. Fun, right? And let's talk about me making promises-because that's going great. This little girl hands me a music box, looks me dead in the eyes, and asks me to find her parents. And me? Being the genius that I am, I said, "Sure, kid, I'll give it a shot." Idiot. Why not promise to knit a scarf for every werewolf in Yharnam while I'm at it? Oh, and Sapphire? She's got secrets. Big ones. You know, the kind that could either save the day or end it in a flaming dumpster fire. No pressure there. Meanwhile, I've got my own problems, like keeping the blood from whispering sweet, murderous nothings into my brain. Here's the thing: Yharnam doesn't do heroes. It chews them up and spits them out like last week's leftovers. And me? I'm not even in the running for "mediocre antihero of the month." But promises? Yeah, they're messy, dangerous, and pretty much guaranteed to get you killed. Still better than breaking them.
"Mom, not today. I don't even know why you're making me go. Today is dads..." I didn't want to finish and remind her of dads' birthday. My phone kept ringing, I already knew it was Dakota, he's my childhood best friend. "Just take your brother to school, please!" She exclaimed. She looked miserable. I shut the door and smelled the freshly cut grass. I smiled to myself knowing it was my dad's favorite smell. "Alexandria! We're gonna be late, can you stop daydreaming and get in the car." My brother, Cory hollered. He hates to think about dad. He just forgets. I Jeep Wrangler and I started the car, Cory rolled down his windows. "Are we sitting together at lunch today?" Cory asked me. "No I want you to sit with your friends, I'll be alright alone." I told him. "Alright Alex, believe it or not I actually love you. And I love you enough to tell you, you need friends." He admitted. "Have fun. Love you too, Corky." I laughed at the name I gave him when I was a kid. He smiled at me then left into the school. I went on to go to a flower shop. I stopped and got out. I walked in the shop. "Ally, do you have my order, the cars running?" I asked Ally. "Yeah Alex, I have it. Your order for 1 dozen Chocolate Cosmos, 2 dozen Daises, and 1 dozen yellow Roses." "Thanks Ally." I grabbed all the flowers then ran back to the car. I drove to the grave. I threw all my stuff into my bag. I grabbed the flowers and I pulled my bag over my shoulder and got out. I looked around and saw people young and old coming here to see their loved ones. I saw my families graves. Almost my whole family will be buried here. My grandpa always said it was sacred. I put the Cosmos on my dad's grave. The Daises on my grandmothers and the Roses on my grandpas. I talked and talked to them till I pull my pack of cigarettes out of my bag along with a lighter. I put the cancer stick in my mouth and lit it. "You guys are probably really mad right now. Blame peer pressure in 9th grade."
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