*כל יצור על טבעי שרודף את הקורא אינו אשמת המחבר. קריאה באחריות הקורא בלבד! ראו הוזהרתם* הספר הזה הוא אוסף של סיפורים מפחידים מתורגמים לעברית. הסיפורים שכאן הם בדיוק מה שאתם צריכים בשביל להפחיד את החברים שלכם בטיול שנתי, אם אתם ישנים באוהלים או אם סתם מתחשק לכם לקרוא משהו מפחיד. מומלץ לספר בלילה או בחושך, לבד או ליד מדורה. אוסף של צ'יזבטים שיקפיאו לכם את הדם וישלחו צמרמורות בכל גופכם! Highest ranking: #1 IN HORROR

It's the year 2020 and Louis gets an unexpected call informing him that one direction were reuniting in no less than a month. When the time comes, no one expected Harry to act the way he does. Or a hate to love fic where Harry and Louis reunite after the hiatus. Completed- 26th jan, 2020

Harry Styles is going into his third year of university and he's going to talk to the boy with blue eyes and pretty ankles he's been crushing on for the last two years if it's the last thing he does. With the help of his friends, he's thrown into a few awkward situations along the way.

"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}

Louis Tomlinson has tried so hard to not be who he really is. He has worked for years to not be a person that people don't accept. The walls he built are slowly torn down by a tall boy with green eyes. Add Louis, Harry Styles, a pride parade, and a kiss together, and there's a story full of love and someone learning that it's okay to love boys because love is love, right? (Louis is a painter who hides his sexuality. Harry is a wedding photographer who embraces his gay pride. Liam and Zayn most certainly have a thing going on, and Niall is content just trying to open a restaurant.) Cover by @stiles24stilinskiXD

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction