Wattpad stories worth devouring

Wattpad stories worth devouring

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Last published Sat, Mar 21, 2015

Fiction

Romance

Tagscolouredhair evilstepmother highschool love mystery

I have been somewhat of a silent reader on Wattpad for two months now, leaving the occasional comment, of course, but nothing more. So I decided to take it one step further and show my support for the authors by actually giving my opinion of their books here. So, a short overview of how this is going to work: Each part is going to be about a book (occasionally more, if it's a series and they go together). I will have the title of the book, dedicate the chapter to the author of the book, put up the description they made of their own story, and give my opinion afterwards. Here goes. I hope that you enjoy these books as much as I enjoyed the, or still am, as far as the stories aren't finished yet.

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