Wattpad Imagines Novels & Stories

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 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

Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events are purely coincidental. This book may not reproduced in any material form or transmitted to any persons without the permission of the author. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It contains the otherworldly imaginations of the author about zombie apocalypse, magical illusions and over-exaggerated scenes that may not suitable to your taste. The plots of indirect discrimination may trigger your annoyance but it is just purely for entertainment purpose. Novelcat : https://www.novel-cat.com/bookDetail/13580755020

Hazel imagined the sweet taste of a cake that would not only delight the taste buds but also be a visual marvel. Scattered throughout her notebook were pictures of romantic wedding invitations, dance floors that seemed to stretch into infinity, and intimate moments captured in candid snapshots. Hazel had meticulously compiled these images to create a visual storyboard of her perfect wedding, a dream brought to life through every photograph. With each passing minute on the plane, her excitement grew. Her notebook was a treasure trove of ideas and inspiration, a manifestation of the love and passion she had poured into planning her special day. As the plane glided through the skies, Hazel knew

What did they plan to do? Well, enough with the questions. Time to find out. ___ ___ ((I need me a Zyon and Gwen.)) ((Please follow my In.sta.gram page @at_imagination to stay updated on any news or announcements. I post memes too and different fun things about my stories. Love, AT.))

"It was nice reliving those memories, and that last part with your mum at the beach was what I needed to see." Wyatt holds my gaze, and I swear the faintest of smiles touches his pouty baby lips. But as soon as I notice it, the expression is washed away and replaced with ordinary baby wonder. "Uh..." Zoya sounds confused. "What are you talking about?" "Wyatt is special," I explain to Zoya and lift my eyes to give her a brilliant but sad smile. "When he touches a person, he can show them images inside their heads. I'm not sure how it works. It's like he finds your heart's inner thoughts and shows you countless images based on your desires."

Others of the frost giant and fire giants shaking the hand of a man with one eye, he looked to be wearing a crown and holding a staff in his other hand. There were pictures of grotesque vampires attacking the wolves, I knew there has always been a war against our two species, so that picture didn't seem to phase me but what did was a young girl by the looks of it she was talking to a extremely small person with pointy ears who's clothes seems to be fashioned from leaves, quite unusual. In the background there were six or more little lights that appear to be flying. As I continued flipping through the pages, I began to feel extremely tired, it rushed over me like I had just had a tranquiliser

While in bed I had a strange dream which woke me up instantly only to find myself in a four squared white room with all kinds of machines on me . Finally seeing my swollen eye lid begin to open with blurry images ,I heard mom whisper a prayer before finally asking a question."Do you need water ?"she asked before passing a glass to me . "Am I going to die?"I asked.The unshead tears in mother's eyes fiercely run down upon hearing this . "Of course not honey I'll do everything to save your life. " "Mum I don't want to die, I'm too young, I don't want to ,I just can't leave." "It's ok dear you're not going to die . "

“It will be much like it was at the World’s Fair opening, Evelyn. Simply follow my lead. Can you do that?” Evelyn’s pulse kicked up a notch. Their trip to the World’s Fair had been like visiting an alternate existence. It went beyond simply politely 'familiar'. That had been an imaginary World of Tomorrow where the natural hierarchy and boundaries of wealth and social status had been erased, like the idealized Democracity or the egalitarian Futurama. Where people attracted to one another were free to explore that gift in each other's company without question.

It has to be her projecting onto me. “Clear your mind dear one,” she whispers, and though the task seems basic enough it feels impossible at this moment. But I need to see what she’ll do. After a minute, a vision begins to wiggle its way in. It’s a clear blue sky day, the sun is high overhead. I’m playing by this very pond, my belly nice and round. Scarlett and my brothers are catching fireflies and giggling. My mates are wearing goofy aprons and cooking on the grill. It’s all plain as day, it’s all literally right there. My mom and uncle, and … both the Luna … and Alpha??