Lil acid: lil Xan story

Two rappers ones popular another one barley makin it. Instagram with some actual story

The Cheerleaders Daughter

His hands got caught in my hair as he kissed me harder. Our tongues danced together and he shoved me up against the wall. My fingernails scraped down his bare back and he lifted me up to wrap my legs around his waist. He kissed a trail down to my neck and then froze. “You’ve been smoking.” He said pulling away from...

My Kid? (Taylor Caniff/Magcon Fanfic)

Savanna was pregnant with Taylor's kid 3 years ago, (They were both 15) Taylor cheated on her with her so called best friend, hailey. Savanna hasn't talked to ether of them in a year. In that year, she had a baby boy name Greyson Drew Caniff. She is still friends with all of Taylors friends, but is fading . She start...

I'm A Father

Mandy Ours got pregnant by Jack Gilinsky when she was 16. Jack doesn't know about his little son, Tanner. She didn't want Jack to know because he was young and wild. She knew he wouldn't want anything to do with his son. She had to move and go to a new school. After graduation high school, Mandy takes Tanner to c...

A Bad Boy Stole My Bra- SAMPLE

A BAD BOY STOLE MY BRA is published and no longer available on Wattpad. It is available in multiple languages, including English, French, German, Italian and Indonesian as paperback and e-book internationally. It is also available as an adaptation on the app Episode - 'It Started With a Bra.' This copy has the first 3...

The Cheerleader and The Bad Boy

"You're afraid of temptation." He said pinning me to the wall. "No, I'm not." I snapped at him. Who am I kidding? Yes, I am. He leaned closer nearly brushing his lips against mine. My breath caught in my throat and he grinned. "Your breath and your pulse give you away, Barbie." He said not pulling away. "I think you...

The Bad Boy vs. The Bad Girl

** #2 in WATTYAWARDS** ** #24 in FUNNY!** **#3 in SHORT STORY** I whipped around to smell the scent of pine, cigarettes, and mint. Amused grey eyes shined, and dark, shaggy, brown hair filled my vision. His hands were in his low, dark jeans, and his muscled chest puffed out of his white t-shirt, and black leather jack...

Letters from Peyton

Peyton has no family. Her parents died in a car crash, her grandparents died a while ago and she's an only child. She's been to at least fifteen funerals in her lifetime, for family but now she only has one more funeral to go to. Her own.