Elliot is, and has always been, stuck in his home town. Sure, it's a fairly large city. Sure, all his family and friends are there. Sure, he has a job he absolutely adores. But he still isn't happy. No matter how much he loves working in Auntie Mae's Tea shop, baking cakes day in and day out, he can't find it in himse...
you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar, my father would say i find it kinda funny that even though i am honey, you refused to stay.
It all started with a trip. Sherlock had been acting weird, and everyone thought he was just stressed, so he and John go on a trip to Fiji. Yet, what was supposed to be a relaxing vacation from the stresses of detective work only opened the door for much more stress and confusion when John begins to have strange feeli...
"You were my miracle, and you saved me in every way imaginable." In which a hatred turns to a friendship, and a friendship becomes something more. ** this fic is completely unedited, rushed, and truly not thought though and slightly embarrassing but for some reason is getting a lot of reads
I counted them from the onset of his forehead, trailing to the bridge of his button nose, way down to his cleft chin. "Earth to Blake," Milo announced loudly, waving his hand in front of my view, stymieing me from gazing at his beautiful complexion. "Yeah, uh, sorry. I got distracted." I sheepishly let out while putt...
Evanora and Icarus Stregheria. The tale of the two became famous among the small town. A story told on Halloween night or by the campfire. A scary story teens tell their friends at sleepovers. But to the Stregheria children, it was all too real.
"Life gives everyone a second chance." That's what I had heard people say to me; but what if I don't want that second chance. I am Giselle. I and my life had a very toxic relationship. It had always given me lemons and trust me, no matter how hard I tried, I could never make lemonade out of it. I hated my life. Life s...
***GirlXGirl Romance*** Living in New York you learn to keep up with the quick pace of the city, myself included. I was never the one to stop and smell the roses, but that was until I met her on that dull September afternoon. Her eyes were light and dark at the same time, as if a devil and an angel lived inside of her...
"Am I supposed to be afraid of you, sir?" I asked, making eye contact with him through the mirror in front of us. The knowledge that he couldn't actually hurt me just fueled my need to push his buttons. "For your own well being, Kassie, maybe you should be." He scrunched his nose up in a funny way and I noticed a slig...
This will be a fluffy bundle of gayness that I will update whenever I have creativity to get rid of.
R E A D ▶︎ I N T R O D U C T I O N "How did you know it was me you needed to show around?" "My dad said to look for a good looking boy with bold green eyes and black floppy hair." "So you think I'm good looking." He said. Archie stared at him for a split second, his mouth turning up into a slight smirk before letti...
I really enjoyed Love, Simon and i am excited for Love, Victor. However i really crave to see a black lead in a rom com lgbtq film or book...well i know a few books with a black lead and its beautiful to see. I was having a conversation with a Twitter friend and he gave me an idea.... Love, Jamal. This is no form a d...
Now I don't have much experience in getting reads, votes, comments or followers, but I am working on some techniques currently, so I'm going to share them with you. Some of these techniques will have also been from other writers on WattPad, but sharing is caring, right :)? P.S. Mind checking out some of my books, too...
Adrian always felt like he was never the best at anything. His school grades were mediocre, he wasn't much of a popular person and the girl he likes doesn't know he exist. The only thing he had going for him was being the star player and captain of his school's hockey team. That was until the spotlight turned to his...
First try letting my feelings out. May it be the first pancake ever - not the one that you've been hoping, but maybe better than the worst. I hope every reader will feel more or less, see themselves more or less in these words and sentences. I hope someone will feel what I've felt while writing. Enjoy!
