Wattpad Best Stories Novels & Stories

(eg when Damon speaks, the format will be as this: Damon ~ "It was not Ava; it was Amé." Full adaptation is dependent on the popularity of the Interactive Story. Let me know what you think, of Gamble With My Heart. Happy reading, Tatum Whispers PS. Gamble With My Heart was a winner in the Chapters Interactive Stories' Writing Contest in 2020. ******************** I open my eyes one by one trying to avoid the bright light that is streaming through the windows. I stretch every perfectly formed muscle in my body. I look on over to the blonde that is spread all over the bed next to me. There is a big smile on my face, and I am feeling great.

Author's Note This book is a short compilation of erotic stories. Please note that not all entries are heavily erotic—some lean more toward emotional moments, dramatic tension, or character interaction. Also, 99% of these stories don’t follow a traditional plot, so don’t be confused if there's no clear beginning, middle, or end. They’re written more for mood, moments, and expression than full narratives. Enjoy the ride,no overthinking needed. 😉 ********************************************* Kael didn’t wait.

THE END🥳❤️ THE END OF BURNING PASSION 🥳❤️ Thank you for reading and supporting this novel, if you enjoyed this erotic collection then it’s a must to read my second book “SINFUL DESIRES”, it can be found on any book platform and unlike this book, Sinful Desires are short short stories , so just sit back and enjoy a short blissful erotic stories THANK YOU AGAIN❤️!!

Nang matapos kaming kumain ay nagprisinta siyang maghugas ng pinggan. Ako naman ay humiga sa sofa kinuha ang cellphone ko at nagbasa ng wattpad. Ang binabasa ko ngayon ay ang 'FATAL REVENGE' ni Vampress101. A vampire story. I like revenge stories. Ewan ko kung bakit. Siguro dahil nagagandahan ako na ang dating inosente, mabait, etcetera ay maghihiganti sa mga taong nanakit sa kanya. Ang story ng fatal revenge ay....

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

But we both knew what really happened. I just hope to hear from you, dad. With love, Richard Conrad. ~ END ~ Author’s Note: Next Story “The Bestfriend’s Sister”

Jamie Jamie’s palms were already sweaty as she stepped onto the crowded rooftop. The party was loud — bass-heavy music vibrating through the wooden deck, fairy lights twinkling against the London night sky, and the distant hum of the city below. She had let her best friend Maya drag her here, promising it would be “good for her” to get out more. What Maya didn’t know was that Jamie had only agreed because she heard Lena might show up. Lena. Maya’s older sister.

Laura: I’ve always been good at pretending. At school, I’m the quiet girl who gets straight A’s and smiles politely when teachers praise me. At home, I’m Daddy’s little helper—setting the table, folding laundry, saying “yes, sir” when he asks me to do something. But inside my head? It’s a different story. Lately, the thoughts won’t leave me alone.

“How about you tell me the ending?” “What?” She carefully guides my arms to take the stack of papers. She shifts it in my grip until she can fan through all of the pages. Mare stops when she reaches the very last page. At the top it says EPILOGUE in big, bold letters, but the rest of the page is blank. “If I were writing an end to Wade and Daisy’s story”—she uses the fictional names as if this isn’t exactly our story—“then I see Daisy realizing that she has a lot of big dreams she wants to come true, but her biggest dream was always Wade.”

What made me feel slightly blue was that apart from the amazing sex we had, I felt we really connected in the bar—just talking and mulling over life . We leave the hotel pretty late that morning, missing the hotel’s complimentary breakfast service, so we decide to go for some coffee and food at a local waffle house. As we eat, we all swap stories from the crazy night before and aside from a mild hangover, everyone feels pretty good. “Did you guys get their numbers?” I ask . “Nah, it was fun and all that but this is a long trip and there isn’t a chance in hell I’m getting swept away by just one guy." Amanda bluntly replies.