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  • The Silver Eyes
    65.3K 1.7K 7

    I live in a world where your fate is determined by your eye color. Theres purple, blue, brown, red, and even black. But then theres me. The silver eyed. Once in 1,000 years. The child of the prophecy to overtake the kingdom. Me. The hunted.

  • Rare Blood
    240K 9.3K 53

    If you were being hunted by Vampires, could you trust one to protect you? Twenty-year-old Faye Porter will have to if she wants to survive. After the truth about who she is and what runs in her veins is exposed, forever altering her existence; she's forced to rely on the one Vampire who swears he only wants to prote...

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  • Children of the Plague
    1.4M 22.5K 27

    In the darkest corners of lower Manhattan, a battle like no other rages. The city is home to a hidden group of survivors of the nanite plague, and a brother and sister born to defend their race. With a touch that can destroy nanites, Lanni, sister of Alex, is their last chance. Can she save her brother? Can she protec...

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  • Stalked.
    2.7M 35.5K 23

    This book is about a 16 year old girl who seems to have a 35 year old admirer. He's been stalking her since she was younger but she had no idea. -This is my first watt pad story and I hope you enjoy it so far ! This I just a draft.

    Mature
  • I fell in love with the drum major
    411 10 3

    when a normal freshman girl joins marching band she doesn't expect to get very close to them. But when she sees the drum major she falls head over heels for him but there is one major twist when she is chosen to be assistant drum major they are forced to spend time together and she finds out a deep secret about hersel...

  • Keeping Up With Cade
    2.1M 48.5K 32

    They hooked up a lot. It was nothing else even if she wanted it to be – which she didn’t. It was convenient because he lived with her best friend – and it was good. What more could she want?

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  • The Test
    3M 106K 31

    Going through my pictures, I went to the one that I had just taken, and the phone slowly slipped out of my grasp. What had escaped my notice before is that the couch I had taken the picture on was against a window, which showed the backyard of the house. But in this picture, it wasn't an empty backyard. No, behind...

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