The pen i can't own
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Last published Sat, Aug 16, 2025
All she ever wanted was to be known for her stories. Camille dreamed of becoming a famous Wattpad author-until life crushed her dreams one heartbreak at a time. When she finally wrote the story that could've made her name, something unexpected happened. Now, she writes bestsellers as a ghostwriter for the most famous Wattpad author in the country.
She pours her soul into every chapter.
But only his name gets the credit.
This is her story-the one she wrote but could never claim.
Because the pen that once belonged to her dreams...
is no longer hers to hold.
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