Billdip Wattpad Novels & Stories

****** Mia, moves over to lay on the couch, sipping her coffee and browsing through her phone while Carmilla sat up on the bed typing away on her laptop as she works on a project for the business. With the morning wore out, Mia set her phone aside and turns her attention to Carmilla. “Carmilla, can I ask u something?” Mia said, setting her coffee cup down on the coffee table. Carmilla, who was sitting on the bed across from Mia, looks from her laptop. “Of course, Mia. What's on your mind?”

I_pooped (Sophia) GUYS GET YOUR ASSES ONLINE RN! Will_the_devil (Will) GEEZ, LANGUAGE! I_pooped OH PLEASE! YOU DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT TO SAY THAT ANYMORE. I KNOW WHAT KIND OF BOOKS YOU READ THESE DAYS. The_real_prince_charming (Noah) Damn, what?! Will_the_devil Chill! It's just wattpad. I_pooped JuSt wAtTpAd What about the smut you read?

I then resolved to shoot for the sky even when I have no competition to motivate me. "What are you writing?", I asked, trying to feel less awkward. "I'm writing a story on Wattpad, "The Battle of Wits: War Against Bullies". Would you like to read it and tell me what you think?, It isn't much. Just an author note and the prologue, which I'm writing that I want to publish tonight". "The title sounds cool. I would have asked for the synopsis if not that I don't like spoilers or anything that looks like it. I'm on Wattpad, so I'll read it and drop my review for you in your DM"

I picked up my next full drink and was about to drink it when someone quacked me and the whole cup poured on my chest. "Oh shit!" I exclaimed. "What the fuck man?!" Damon yelled at the bald guy who had hit me. "It was a mistake man, I'm sorry, you really shouldn't be bringing your girlfriend to places like this," Baldie said. Damon looked pissed. " It's okay," I said to him. I tried wiping the drink away from my already soiled top. "Here," Damon said, offering me a handkerchief. "Let me help." Not a good idea but.

What would become of her? The terror of oblivion was why she’d taken matters into her own hands to kill Tardrain, even without seeing the will’s contents months back. Mrs. Gladdis hesitated, her fingers trembling, because she knew this would shatter Lilico’s heart. She knew her heart would ache by the betrayal from the man she called a father. “He willed his duplex at Mainhills Residence to you, and a cash inheritance of 4 billion dollars,” she said, the words hanging in the air..

Mia decided to start by sharing the exciting news about her recent book launch. "Evelyn," Mia began with a bright smile, "I have to tell you about my book launch. It was an incredible success!" Evelyn's eyes brightened as she turned her attention to Mia. "Really? That's wonderful, Mia! Tell me all about it." Mia's excitement was palpable as she launched into the story of her book launch. She described the venue, as a charming, upscale bookstore in the heart of the city, adorned with elegant decorations and dimmed lights that created an inviting ambience. She spoke of the guests, a mix of literary enthusiasts, friends, and colleagues, who had gathered to celebrate her achievement.

He reached over and placed his hand in mine, staring into my eyes. Lies were all I saw. Nothing but lies. The bill came and he slid it over to himself with a triumphant smile. He reached into his pockets, tapping all over himself. “Oh no, I must have…” We locked eyes and I was struggling to hold my laugh in. “Remi, I'm such an idiot. I forgot my wallet in my other pocket. Damn. I swear this never happens.” “Happens to the best of us.” I giggled. “Yeah. Would it be too much if I asked you to pay this time?”

I immediately pulled away. "I'm sorry; we are not supposed to be this close," I said pulling away from him. He looked confused at first but nodded afterward, as if understanding. I decided to change the topic. "So, I want to know more about you, Mr. Wilson, how powerful are you?" He smiled proudly. "Very powerful, so powerful that you can't even begin to imagine," he bragged. "Is that so? How powerful are you compared to the powerful billionaire, Devon Grey?"

she said and I nodded "boudi you know I was reading a story on wattpad the Story's name is crazily in love with you and the writer is Aadhya Sengupta." she said "Did it's my Story? I'm the writer of it.. That's the story of my past.." I said and she is shocked "boudi you're the writer? Boudi you don't know dada is your fan.. He only read your stories once I was talking about it and he started reading it.. He was reading all of your stories." she said

My hands blistered. And I loved every second of it. By nightfall, the space had transformed. Still raw. Still imperfect. But alive. I collapsed into a folding chair, exhausted and exhilarated. “This is happening,” I murmured. Lila handed me a bottle of water. “You’re building an empire from dust. That’s hot.” I laughed. “You’re ridiculous.” “Tell me something I don’t know.” We sat in comfortable silence, surrounded by paint fumes and ambition. Then my phone buzzed.