Shameless Wattpad Novels & Stories

The shame really burns so deep I can barely look at him. "LAIA?" Liam's excited boyish squeal comes as he looks around the room. I'm off the bed in an instant, rushing to meet him, engulfing him right into my arms. I don't know when I start tearing up... hot tears spills down my face. After the conversation with Damon, I've been indoors. Rhea and Sage barely talk to me. I mean, they tried to, but I'm too fucking ashamed to say a word to them... What do I say? Guys, I know you've been nice to me, but I needed to steal the relic from your Alpha?

"Nobody is allowed to help her! Let her stay out there and think about what she's done! This is what happens when she doesn't follow the rules!" Startled, Matt quickly pulled his head back in and slammed the window shut with a bang. I stood outside the locked iron gate, staring at the building that had once been home. The lights on the 12th floor were on, with two silhouettes snuggling together against the curtains. So, Leigh had already moved in. They were enjoying the spoils of victory in their warm room, while I was left homeless on this cold night with Munchkin, who was barely ten days old.

Jeremy's lingering scent on Celeste now seemed like a ghost, separating her from the air around her, making it difficult for her to breathe. Suddenly, it was all too much. Celeste was hit by a sense of shame she had never experienced before. A voice behind her head was laughing at her, telling her like she didn't belong there. She shouldn't be an obstacle to Jeremy and the whole pack. And the mate bond, which had been weighing heavily on her mind, was something she wanted to escape from. Both she and Jeremy deserved to be free. Yes. Free. Her heart was racing.

Patrick looked at her daughter then smiled and continued. "Then you happened and your mama couldn't leave me. After your birth everything started to become normal. I got a job and we moved out of my parents house with you and your mama. After a few years Cara was born but I wasn't that happy because I wanted a son. After two years your mother again got pregnant and Lorenzo was born. I was so happy because I got a son. While loving Lorenzo I didn't realise I was pushing you away. You were always the rebel one among 3 of you in childhood. You always did what you wanted to do. You never cared what others thought of you. You always did what your heart instructed. And it pissed me off. I always

{Present World} [Year- 2008] SHAWNA'S POV: Everyone's life was complicated, but mine was super complicated. I am Parshawna Macduff, I am 16 years old girl who lives in London, with my mother. As per what my mom told me, My father died in a car accident before I was born. So, we did not have enough money to live by ourselves, and because my mom was diagnosed with severe heart problems, and that's why she couldn't get a job. We live in the attic of our uncle's home. We stay with uncle Tom and her fat mean wife aunt Nevlin and their only daughter Shany. She is just a replica of her mother, with big moles in her nose, fat, and mean. They never leave any option to insult me and my mom. But uncle

She was stunned. "Go on. Eat it," I said. She was obviously confused. I took her hand and gave her the sandwich. "Eat." "O-okay. Thank you," she whispered. On our way to school, Maura and I chatted as she finished my masterpiece of a sandwich. She seems really nice. Her personality, her movements, even the way she talks are all so finesse and lady-like. She’s annoyingly perfect. We are totally worlds apart; however, there was something unexpected that connected us: wattpad. We were talking about hobbies and I found out she loves reading stories from wattpad. Not only that, she's a fan of the story I was writing! What a coincidence. It was all that we talked about until we reached school. Who

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

'' 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.''

I greeted him, trying hard to hide my disgust. He doesn't worth my pity and I wouldn't use him because of what I heard and forget everything he made me and my mother go through. I'm 18 and have never spoken to my wolf and don't know what it meant to shift. I hear a lot of exciting stories about shifting and communications between a person and his wolf but I was denied that privilege all because of his selfish desire. Was his secret worth hiding than the happiness of his real family? He was just being heartless and wicked.

I somehow found myself reading back this book to try and get myself back into the story to get the motivation to write more of the sequel and it was shocking how many times I cringed reading this book back! I do forget that I finished Shy when I was 16 years old. Six years on, I think it's finally time to rewrite and update this book so I can read it without cringing so horribly at 16 year old me. I hope by rewriting this it will get me back into the story and I can continue to write more updates for Defeated. In the meantime, enjoy the rewritten version of Shy called 'Shy (Rewritten)'! It will be updated bit by bit and will not be uploaded all at once! But I hope you like it!