History Wattpad Novels & Stories

I had a special liking for these particular characters and I just realized that I was willing to be insanely dedicated into building the lives of these characters. These characters are the Williams family; Yemisi, David, Alexander, Demi, Cassandra and Ebunoluwa. Yes, the characters I write about now and the characters y'all read about. It all started from me just drawing slim, unreal figures of each of them at the back of my examination question paper and then writing little little stories about them, news updates on my higher education note at school, and then moving on to writing actual stories of them individually in a long, hard cover notebook till I then stumbled on an app called Wattpa

Stay safe! Also, my Instagram account is called write_the_tea! It's up on my Wattpad account- Pelton02 P.s feel free to check out my other stories "Dependent On You" and "A Passion That Was Poison"

Hahahaha! "Nagbabasa ka ng wattpad?" Tanong niya. Tapos na pala siya. Obviously?! Nakakabobo talaga mga tanong ni Chariz, laging stating the obvious. Nga pala, ang wattpad ang karamay ko nung bata pa ako na lagi akong sinasabihan ng masasakit na mga salita ng mga taong nakapaligid sa akin. Kasi pagnagbabasa ako ng wattpad nakakalimutan ko panandalian ang mga sinasabi ng mga tao sa akin. Kumbaga kung sa ibang tao ay alak ang sagot para panandaliang makalimutan ang problema nila, ako...wattpad. Hindi ko pa nasusubukang uminom ng alam dahil gusto kong makalimot. Nakakainom ako pag-trip ko lang. Hindi dahil nasasaktan ako.

Aqua’s POV I knew little about mates and what I did know was something about the moon goddess. I also knew that shifters had mates, werewolves, and dragon shifters both. Was this what it was or was I being delusional? Was I a dragon prince’s mate? “Aqua,” Cade whispered to bring me back to reality. I snapped out of my delusion and walked with Cade to everyone else. “Your majesties,” he bowed after greeting them, “this is my long-lost sister Aqua.” I wouldn’t call myself long lost, considering I was abandoned and found easily.

Then I crawled into the sleeping bag and tried to forget my embarrassment. The next morning Mom woke us up early and we went into Tiana's room. The broken window would be easy enough to replace, but there was a lot of water damage. The carpet and the bed wear both soaked. Tiana tended to leave her dresser drawers open, and water had gotten into most of her clothes there. Only the stuff in her closet off the floor was still dry. We taped up the window and put the wet clothes in bags. Mom said she'd have a laundry service take care of them. Then it was time to go to school.

No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews and such. Hi! Thank you for reading my work. It's still in progress but if you're reading this, I'm really grateful and I appreciate your time. The story's idea was first made by the 12 year-old me (which was about 8 years ago). Too many things happened and because of our family transferring from one place to another, the papers on which I had written the story into, were misplaced and gone. I had them handwritten before. Luckily, I somehow got bored one day and remembered about this, so I decided to download Wattpad again and recover

"Once upon a time we had a drought. We werewolves, unlike vampires, won't drink blood. So the lack of water made the werewolves disappear from thirst. It was centuries ago and our ancestors got afraid that the whole kingdom might get wiped out completely, so my great-great-great-grandfather along with some more companions went in search of water. It was when the world is still forming and there are not many places where we know that water might be present, so he went on a search with his companions. Days passed and not even a drop was found. No clue, nothing, and slowly they started losing hope. They didn't know what to do and what face they have to make to return to the kingdom and say that

'' I mutter under my breath. ''So did he . . . '' My voice almost inaudible as I sigh deeply, ''That was a pretty good story, huh? Do you think I should publish it somewhere? Online? There's this website called Wattpad and I heard that it's quite good. You never know, people might be interested in our love life.''

Credits 1. Story and Idea: James Kaloko 2. Year of Idea: 2017 3. Inspiration: Me Too and Time's Up Movement 4. Written: Late 2019-June of 2020 5. Written by: James Kaloko 6. Edited by: James Kaloko 7. Characters created by: James Kaloko 8. Official cover art made by: nita4rever 9. Platform published: @Jkaloko (Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/user/Jkaloko

I'll forever be thankful. Thank you all for waiting patiently for updates, no matter how slow. I'm so grateful. Wanna know who was in the body bag and why? Check out my other story Torn within on my Wattpad profile (Caupcayke). https://www.wattpad.com/story/230535920?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=Caupcayke&wp_originator=o6abAKlxASMRKvPqU5y8hFbTL5JEB%2B1mSit2cezx911yZ8IBeinxWqt4VO0uVHeC5TREKe2u5nEvb96z5fnRQAEDxjajU6GOA2pShAhqGRqvADgDnlA2%2FxbuHC0CIm%2Fl