As much as she loves her husband, Frank, Wendy married "Mr. Vanilla." Now she reads nothing but erotic romance on her Kindle and fantasizes about having sex with fictional characters, complete strangers, and tattooed rock stars.Sometimes even the T.V. weatherman looks good.One fateful day however, her husband grabs the wrong Kindle on the way to work, and discovers some of Wendy's more "interesting' fantasies. Unbeknownst to Wendy, Frank is very keen to fulfil every one of her secret desires.

    Will you still call this a love marriage? And what if on the engagement day while you pull the ring out from your pocket, you realize what you planned was just a dream which never comes true…? How would you react when a beautiful person comes into your life, becomes your most precious possession and then one day goes away from you…forever? Not all love stories are meant to have a perfect ending. Some stay incomplete. Yet they are beautiful in their own way. Ravin’s love story is one such innocent and beautiful story. He believes love stories seldom die. They are meant to stay for the generations yet to come and read them. And given that one chance to narrate his love story, this is how he began…

    Boys wanted to date her, girls wanted to be her, and somebody wanted her dead. . . .It's the end of seventh grade, and Alison DiLaurentis and her friends are the girls of Rosewood Day. Ali runs her clique with an iron fist, and she's got enough dirt on Hanna, Emily, Aria, and Spencer to keep them in line. But Ali's hiding a dark secret of her own, something so huge it would destroy everything if it ever got out. She's desperate to keep the perfect life she's worked so hard to build, but in Rosewood deadly secrets have deadly consequences. . . .Set in the weeks leading up to Ali's murder, this special Pretty Little Liars tale is told by the prettiest little liar of all: Ali herself. For the first time ever, we see how the mystery began . . . and how Alison DiLaurentis's life ended.

    you're feisty huh Muffin?' he stared straight into my eyes and watched them widen in confusion. Muffin? What the fuck? 'Don't call me that, my name's Emily' I narrowed my eyes and tried to keep my voice threatening but he sensed the insecurity behind it. 'Okay Muffin' he smirked his lips twitching every now and then. I huffed and shoved at his chest which caused no movement in him whatsoever. Was the guy made of brick or something? His hand suddenly moved from my side and I instantly bought my hands up protecting my head. It was a natural force of habit thing I did living with Trevor. I closed my eyes and waited for the blow but nothing came. 'Emily?' Jake moved my arms away from my face and looked at me with concern etched into his eyes. Oh god, what have I just done?

    A Harry Styles Fanfiction"I loved her not for the way she danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons." - Christopher Poindexter

    I just got out of college. I wanted to explore the world. I wanted to go to the US and travel around Europe. Tapos maiyak at matakot kasi naliligaw ako sa isang bansa na hindi ako pamilyar. At siguro, tumira sa Thailand for a year or two. I also wanted to work three jobs at a time. Gusto kong maranasan na mahirapan sa pagbabayad ng rent sa apartment. Gusto kong makaaway iyong landlady ko kasi ubod ng sungit. I also wanted to adopt a dog and complain because I couldn't take care of it. He wanted to settle down but I wanted to do so many things in my life. Magkaiba iyong priorities namin. Still, I asked him to wait. That maybe after a year or two, we could talk about it again. Ang selfish ko pero gusto ko kasi na kapag ayos na ako, nandyan pa rin siya. There's the comfort in knowing that after all of this, he's still there, waiting for me. But two years, seven days, three hours, five minutes, and thirty seconds later, I was in a church. I watched him get married to someone else.

    His demons enveloped him in darkness and he saw no end of any tunnel.Until a girl, who's weird and wears nothing but a pair of black jeans and t-shirts that are too big for her, called him pretty.___"It's not." He shocks me again and my smile gets wider as happiness flushes through me. Seeing him understand why I'm upset is mentally refreshing. The people who hurt me don't understand. Even mama doesn't. I can tell from the new wounds every week.I move forward and hug his slim waist tightly while smushing my face into his very warm chest. His turtleneck is soft under my skin. His hands lay by his side and I use my own to bring them around my waist. Our height difference makes it only a bit harder for him to put his chin on my head. Dalaric remains tense but holds me tighter when I try to pull away."This is what friends do, I think. They hug, right ?" I ask, tapping my chin in thought. He seems just as lost as me with his blank expression and slight confusion. He tries to pull me back but I shake my head and he glares at me. I boop his nose and grin at his cute glare. Aw.

    She's been working for him for the past three years. How will she cope when another CEO is bound to replace Wilson Alexander?

    Todd is a typical new Yorker, street-smart, impatient, witty and arrogant. Maxine can't stand his callous ways, but it looks like she just has to if she wants to keep playing in his band, the Sky Deviants. But as egotistical as Todd might be, Maxine can't deny the fact that he's also the cutest boy she's ever seen. and the chemistry between them is electrifying, on the stage and off it.But that's the question: is the chemistry between them just part of their act or is it a manifestation of something that has nothing to do with their performance?

    Everyone wanted to date them or be them...everyone, that is, except Maya Lindberg, who just wanted to avoid them until she could graduate. She almost succeeded, until an ill-advised outburst on her part put her right in the Scions' path. Just like that, one became her fake boyfriend, one her unwanted matchmaker, one her guardian angel, and the one she couldn't stand the most? Yeah, he's her new housemate. What happens when a girl gets everything she never asked for, including a puppy, a new wardrobe, and, possibly, even true love?

    Unfortunately, that's where it seemed to stop. She's grown up hearing her Mother constantly remind her that she needs to lose weight. And twenty-three-year-old Lexie knows she’s overweight.With her younger sister's wedding on the horizon and a crush to stalk on Facebook, Lexie's had enough. She gives up her constant daydreams about food and joins a dieting group. As the pounds melt away at the gym, she finds that life on the other side of junk food isn't what she thought. Bon Bons to Yoga Pants is an inspirational hit about a girl coming to terms with herself, and her past, all while navigating a world of food and fitness.

    She didn't know that one little accidental bump into him would throw her into a world of drugs, violence and bad guys. Even with all that, she didn't know that one little accidental bump would cause her to fall for this certain bad boy. Join Emma in this exciting twist with love and danger.

    We take every single over-used plot, character and trope on Wattpad - from player-meets-nerd to my-boyfriend-is-a-vampire - and mash it all into one, awful, hilarious parody.

    Her abundance of friends, perfect grades, and almost ideal family reflected her hard work, making her an object of jealousy for many. But there was more to Zoey than what met the eye — hidden underneath the pressure to uphold her practically perfect image, was a girl determined to express herself. And she did just that with two of the most unlikely hobbies that one could have — paint and delivering mail. Then she discovered Nico Forrest, a cocky British boy forced to get a job at his local post office, and the two were forced to bond over morning mail delivery. Soon, they saw each other much more often than they would have liked to. What could go wrong?

    She wanted to get away from him, but he wouldn't let her go that easily.This story is for 17 years or older. So please, no one younger than 17, especially 13. Save your innocence, you don't need to be reading stories like this. If you want to read it anyways, go for it, I can't stop you. But don't let this story influence your actions. This is just a fictional story.