Wednesday Wattpad Novels & Stories

To get rid of the annoying blind date, mercy kissed a handsome silver fox passing by. Big mistake- he was dexter walker the billonaire who proposed with ten millon as her "pocket money". When her adopted sister stole the identity of the heiress, and she was the neglected, unloved one by her parents, she was spoiled by him beyond belief! When a luxury store clerk mocked her for her thrifty look, he bought the entire store! When her mother wanted her to wear an old cloth, he gifted her a top-tier gown worth millions! Everyone pitied dexter for marrying a cinderella, until her mask fell: a top doctor, a super hacker....... The little girl had countless talents!

just a little bit. "Well, well, if it isn't our little pretender returning," I look at the door and see Adam leaning against the frame. "Not now, Adam," I say impatiently. "What did the boss do this time?" he asks, smiling. "Or rather, what did you do this time?" I groan in disgust. Do I have such a bad reputation? "Operation Monroe," I say quietly. Adam's eyes widen in shock, then he bursts into loud laughter. "Are you kidding me?" he asks, breathless. "You're the girl who screwed up the whole mission?" he asks while trying to catch his breath.

"Small world, Ambelyn. Your new boss's daughter is in Iniko's class." "Fascinating," I managed, my voice sounding strangled to my own ears. "What are you up to, Wed? How's Malibu?" "Terrible, as usual. I've been on three dates in two days and every single man has been more boring than the last." Wednesday sighed dramatically. "I'm seriously considering giving up and becoming a nun. Do you think they'd let me keep my shoe collection?" "Probably not," I said, grateful for the subject change. "Since when do you go on three dates in two days? That seems excessive even for you."

Please answer the question before I castrate you ;) Was that so difficult? How about Friday , the days shorter nd we can take you to Zack's house straight after school Okey dokey... Bye __________________________ Vote Comment Author's Notes kinda bore me... ~T

The Wednesdays were just two people, sitting across from each other, figuring out who they were when the frame was removed. He was learning about Noah. Not the professional Noah, whom he had known thoroughly for five months, but the Noah who got to the cafe early and ordered the same thing every week and drove out of his way and had a laugh that arrived before he could stop it. Who read a great deal and had strong opinions about books he had recommended and was gratifyingly willing to argue about them. Who called his sister on Friday evenings and described it as a standing appointment, the same word he used for the Wednesdays, which Ethan noted and did not comment on. Who had been alone on t

His eyes stared at the floor with a satisfied smirk internally celebrating the naivety of the woman that submitted so easily to the manipulation of the heartless. ______________________________________ Schedule: Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday. Three days a week I would updating this book, I might give surprise updates as well if I would be able to write in the days not included in the schedule but this is the fixed one. Also do wait till the end of the day, I mostly write at night so the update might come at this time only. So be patient. Next will be updated now on Saturday as Wednesday's update had been given today. Till the next adios

"Luna Harper is beautiful and gentle, and many young werewolves in the tribe like her." "You wereafraid that she had already had an arrangement with someone else, and you inquired about her every day." "After you found out that her andJonah, you were still sad for a long time!" I was stunned and looked at the tent in front of me in disbelief. The air was filled with a faint smell of wolf, as if reminding me of the authenticity of all this. So, William knew me a long time ago? He and I made a pact, not just on a whim, but because of the love accumulated over so many years?

It was a Wednesday. No particular reason. Not Sunday which was when she usually called. Not after something had happened that made her need to hear his voice. Just a Wednesday evening in the fourteenth floor apartment with the city below and the script notes on the table she had been meaning to read for an hour and hadn’t. She sat down to read them. Something tried to surface. Not a thought exactly. More like the edge of one. Something from the last few days that she had been keeping below the line and that kept finding the line anyway.

I stopped right in front of it. My heart did a strange little flutter in my chest. Every day of the week, I cleaned this floor. I dusted the picture frames. I vacuumed the long red rugs. But on Wednesdays, this specific room was different. Don't go near it, I told myself. Maya, you know the rules. The Master had been very clear when he hired me. The Wednesday Room is off-limits. No exceptions. I stared at the brass handle. What did he do in there on Wednesdays? Why did the door stay locked until the sun went down? I stepped closer. My nose was almost touching the dark wood. I leaned my ear against the panel.

It must have been a good hour or two before there was any sign of Alpha Shaun. Luna Vanessa stayed with me during the wait, monitoring me and entertaining me with stories of her children’s wild adventures. I had been right about there being a river nearby, as she commented on how the boys in her family had all gone down the cliff and further upstream, where the current wasn’t as strong. There they would spend all day playing and fishing in the waters until it was time to come home. Each time more filthy than the last.