One Shots Wattpad Novels & Stories

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.

“Yeah.” Cara hopped off the bed to grab her laptop to play one of their favourite childhood animation: Alaadin. But Hana hardly paid attention to it. She was still muffled by the news. She grabbed her phone to check the social media page Cara created for the book but decided to open her writing account. Her eyes bulged when she saw five pre-orders instead of one. She could have sworn it was one a few minutes ago. She nudged Cara with her elbow. “Cara?”

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.

The water was bright, you could drop a pin in it and still find it. The brightness of the moon illuminated the beauty of the water. Nature was the most beautiful thing on earth. He had both his legs dipped inside the water. The water was constantly warm throughout the year. Muhammad was sitting at the edge of the Wikki spring at Yankari Game Reserve. The time was 1:30am and the place was just the way he loved it, quiet and deserted. This was the third time in the course of his life that he was visiting the Yankari Game Reserve in Bauchi State. He always visited the Wikki spring at odd hours because he needed privacy and the only company he craved was that of nature. He had been hospitalized