One Shots Wattpad Novels & Stories

*** A/N: This is the first novel I've ever written. Suit and Tie Series: 1. Granting One Last Wish 2. Teasing Phoenix 3. BASHing Trinity (ongoing) Don't forget to read my other stories: Night Stalker Series: 1. Pyke 2. Xandry 3. Forrest Sin Series: 1. Sin De Rella 2. Sindy Kate Standalone: Blue Iris Love Me

"What do you think about the movie" Flashback "I'll never run out. So its After you picked" I said dropping the blankets "Yup. The name sounds interesting" "Yeah because the book is" "After has a book" "More like the book has a movie" "How" "Its a book on Wattpad and that book is a bomb" "Really" "One of my absolute best" I said and smiled. End of flashback "Its a really good one. One of my absolute best even" I said summing up every other thing I would have said.

His dead eyes that never lit up except when it came to the things that interested him. Winnie hummed as we took another path deeper into the woods. I glanced through the darkness searching for something humanly warm — to kill. “I need to read The Heiress to Kill, a new chapter just dropped!” She groaned, throwing her hands up. I scoffed. “How did Zero contain your attitude again?” I asked sarcastically. Winnie opened her mouth to speak, but before she could utter a word, a loud bang sliced through the air. I pulled Winnie behind a tree as the bullet scratched the tree surface.

She succeeded in getting the car door opened. As she unlocked it and was about to get in, the sound of a gun rang twice. Maya froze as her blood ran cold. Maya looked down at her stomach and found herself bleeding. She had been shot. She slowly turned back and found Fiona holding the smoky gun with a grin spread across her battered face. “You think you’re so smart, huh?” Fiona yelled as Maya’s body collided with the ground. Blood poured out of her body nonstop as she dropped to the ground, and a tear left her eyes. Her hand tightened on her gunshot wound while she stared up at the scorching sun, hoping for some miracle.

PART TWO: Things That Go Bump April 2016 CHAPTER TEN The Upside Down Books When Brad glanced down at the lower right-hand corner of his computer screen, he was surprised to find it was a quarter to eleven p.m. He’d sat down to write at eight, planning to work for only an hour. He’d gotten caught up in the story, however, hitting a streak and riding the wave of inspiration. It felt good to be this motivated again after struggling for months.

Permiton continues, “The barrier that protects Altinna was first erected by a fae with silver eyes, just like Maerilee’s. This fae was a powerful sorceress, and she was connected to not one, not two, but four different men. Each of them was her One, and together, they were able to create the barrier that has protected our kingdom for centuries.” A hush falls over the room as his words sink in. I feel a shiver run down my spine as I absorb what he’s saying. Four Ones. The idea seems impossible, yet here I am, sitting beside two men who both strengthen my magic in ways I can’t fully understand. Could it be true? Could I be meant to have more than one One, just like this ancient fae? My mother

It didn't take to genius to know who made it rare and the reason behind that. As the lady stormed away, still making her call, I stood in inaction wonderimg why she was baptised with one of the rarest plants in the world. I didn't have to think much. She was covered with the one thing that made werewolves weak, and was in a town that had more werewolves than any other being. She had to be one thing: a hunter. And last time I checked, the only agency that hunted werewolves was ANTI — and they weren't to be taken lightly.

Luke suddenly felt pain in his heart, seeing her cry her heart out like that. He couldn’t forgive himself, seeing her get hurt by his words. He stands there for half an hour, watching her crying in silence. He finally walked toward her and when he stood right in front of her, she raised her head, looking through his eyes with her red teary eyes. He pulled her to stand and wiped her tears from her beautiful face. He was about to say something but Stephanie spoke first.

The wardrobe was empty, the bathroom counter was cleared, and even my favorite cushion on the couch that carried my scent was gone. Panic tightened in his chest as he walked toward the bedroom with heavy steps. I had left it meticulously clean and tidy. On the nightstand, there was the only photo we had together, but now, it only showed his half. I had cut mine out and taken it away. Staring at the background of the incomplete photo, he suddenly remembered that it was a photo taken at our graduation from the Werewolf Academy. Back then, he had sworn beneath the statue of the Moon Goddess to treat me well for the rest of his life, to see me as his only mate and future Luna, even at the cost o

I grab the book off the shelf and drop to the floor, right there in the aisle. My fingers tremble as I flip to the end. I already know what happens, but I can’t stop myself. Luke Thorne, the immortal hockey star. The one man who ever loved like he meant it. And the heroine fails him. I stare at the final panel, my tears dripping onto the page. “She let him die,” I whisper. My throat closes. “She let him die alone.” I press the book to my chest and sob, rocking back and forth like a child.