Hello, this is Ulape2000 from wattpad, i switched to this website because it's easier to write in than wattpad, you can read all the stories i've written here, and i will be updating and the updates will be added along the way, so when i take a break from writing i will publish what i've written even if it's not done. https://www.wattpad.com/user/Ulape2000Wh...
Hey Everyone, So this is the completely edited version of So, I'm Not a Vampire? I decided to post it on lit because I realized not posting my stories really solves nothing. Having them remove one of my stories was the first and only bad thing that's happened to me on lit. Am I angry? Yeah, but life goes on. And plus lit fans are way too awesome to leave....
January 1st, 1901, to December 31, 2000…Also known as the first century. A lot has happened during this time period—a couple of world wars, a lot of battles in-between those “silent” periods. No biggie, though. Welcome to the Long Peace. Luckily(?), the last two decades have allowed a side of people to come out and show what they fantasize about. The interne...
Kleiner Einschub, wegen Plagiat. Ich habe diese Geschichte bereits schonmal auf Wattpad veröffentlicht. Langsam öffne ich die Augen und angel nach dem nervtötenden Ding das sich Wecker schimpft. Während ich versuche mich daran zu erinnern aus welchem schönen Traum ich gerissen wurde setze ich mich auf und reibe mir den Schlaf aus den Augen. Noch etwas versch...
Author's Notes: "Men see beauty wherever they can get it. But that's the allure of the Red Light Princess. Like any good whore, she's whoever you want her to be." ― James W. Bodden "The more you love, the more you can love-and the more intensely you love. Nor is there any limit on how many you can love. If a person had time enough, he could lo...
Pulling up to my best friend's house, I gave my mom a kiss goodbye as I hop out of the car. The bestie and I have our girls sleepover every other weekend. I always looked forward to it. It was the one time I could let my hair down and be me and out of the watchful eye of my punctilious mother. Don't get me wrong I love my mother but I was 18 years old in h...
The brisk smell of the cool, fresh Atlanta air hit my face as I left my new office. A shift in scenery from North Dakota and my freelance gig was the new start I needed after a messy divorce. Especially in an open environment with a booming startup. Luckily I was able to craft together my skills and make it sound somewhat thrilling on the countless resumes I...
The plane landed in particularly jarring fashion, not that even the best landing is smooth, but this one was so jarring that anything worse would be considered a plane crash. It mimicked the last 10 days of my life. A particularly brutal work week, which wreaked havoc on my normally unshakeable nerves. The closest of my friends dealing with a family traged...
It was a cloudy, rainy day up in the mountains, and I awoke to the sound of rain hitting the cover that made up Samantha's tent. We had fallen asleep inside the small 'residence' after a long—very long—night of rutting. After my unorthodox introduction to peanut butter, I had pounced on her, and we did not lie still until the early hours of the morning. As...
James leaned into the grey stone wall, pressing his warm face and heated body against the soothing coolness. His mind was racing, but as the chill crept into him through his brown robes, he grew calmer. He had entered the monastery kitchens to alert the cook to the immanent arrival of the bishop of the order. He had been hurrying. He knew he should have been...