Y/n is a detective, who is all set to solve a crime in London. But as soon as she reaches there, she finds 'one direction' accused of crime for killing their manager! She's trapped into a world full of mystery and deaths, beaches she's given limited time to prove the boys innocent. But on the way she finds lots of betrayal, links from her past, and new feelings of love. Will she be able to handle so many things at once? Will the boy band help her? Read this romantic thriller to find out more.

There was a girl who lived in a corrupt world. Zombies were attacking everyone and it was harder to live everyday. Her parents and sister were killed by zombies and she has had to live on her own and find a way to survive against the government. A known fact about zombies, when they bite you, you have 2-3 days before you become one yourself. But the problem was she was bitten about a month ago and she hasn't changed yet! What happens when she meets a boy along the way? What happens when the unexpected happens? What happens when she falls in love? Find out what happens in Immune. ------- Hey guys! This is my first story so bare with me. I hope you all enjoy it and give it a chance. It took me a while to write so I hope you enjoy it! Xx Just a warning. This story is Copyright. All rights reserved. Enjoy!

I couldn't want you anymore. LHH ERA © mrvoloq 2021 Cover by holyrollers <3

She's always been the shy girl that no one notices, but once she catches Harry's attention will things ever be the same again?

''You know how to use a gun, but you can't get out of my grip, princess.'' A deep accent fills the room, making me look up at his face. He is smiling. He is fucking smiling at me! Dude, I just killed that man, he is literally laying behind your back and you find it appropriate to smile? At first, I'm just looking at him, trying to figure out what to answer, but now my brain is refusing to work. So I'm just looking at him with my mouth half parted. My stomach twists in fear, what is going to happen to me? ''You should not hold me against the wall. Call the police, I'm a murderer, I won't hesitate to do the same to you right now...'' I keep my voice low, trying to sound as confident and dangerous as I can. ### Lillian Ross was kept in the dark from her family's secrets. They took her freedom and had her whole life planned. Her only joy in life is poker. One incident makes Lillian dramatically change her life. One night, one game, one wish. What the presence of a mysterious and powerful man in Lillian's life would lead to? *Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content*

( 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 ) 🌻🌈🪐 ― five clowns kidnap the one direction boys.

[unedited] [finished] Harry was told what was expected from him. He was betrothed to the heir of the Tomlinson pack even before he was born. Surrounded and raised by biddable omegas, whose only purpose in life was to serve their alphas, he became one of their kind. He grew up being taught how to please his alpha, an alpha who he didn't know anything about, save for his name. Louis Tomlinson was his name. The almighty heir of the biggest pack of the UK. His name was well-known around the vicinity, being one of the fastest and slickest alphas, Louis was known for his fighting skills and political policies. Harry always took pride in having such an eminent and smart alpha. Louis was faceless, like a blank canvas for little Harry to mold his alpha whichever way he wanted. He often found himself dreaming of sleeping in his alpha's strong arms, sneaking inside his alpha's office when his alpha was supposed to finish work, distract his alpha from working a bit but also be his little muse. But of course, good things must come to an end. The little perfect fantasy that Harry had been thriving off to would just remain a fantasy at the last. He would still love his alpha. But his alpha wouldn't. °°° Larry with a side ship of Niam. All rights reserved, © saturnlarry 2021

Lynn Mercury is your daring, feminist idealist who only wants to get into the Portland Thorns. So when the chance arises to ditch her home city for the opportunity to go pro, leaving behind her UCLA soccer team and her persuasive ex-fling, Lynn takes off to London and quickly falls into routine with seventeen boys, a sexually active roommate, and a Coach that could easily make David Beckham feel insecure. Niall Horan is your savvy, Casanova realist who only wants to get away from his family lifestyle. He's golden, captain of the team, the star player... until two X chromosomes take his limelight, leaving him feeling vexed and confused. He knows what it means to go for the win, but when feelings get in the way, the stakes get too high. Niall chooses to deal with it the only way he knows how - scientifically. The line between love and hate had never been thinner. Start/End date: January 2016 - June 2017 The Fanfiction Awards 2017 Winner

You know when people say it's okay to make mistakes? That it's only human? That rule doesn't apply to Charlotte McVerry. Every mistake she makes defines her life. Every wrong step gets criticized and plastered across dozens of magazines. You know how everyone is born into the world for a purpose? Charlotte believes that her existence doesn't have a purpose. Her parents could care less about her and she felt as if her life was controlled. She was only a puppet on a string, around for solely the use of her parents. Charlotte used to want to become a professional photographer and leave her life behind. She wanted to travel the world, not including the occasional business trips her parents took her on. But most of all, she wanted to experience love. She wanted to know how it felt to be cared about so much. She wanted someone to hold her and hug her and someone to kiss her. It didn't take long for Charlotte's opinion of love to change. In her mind, love became a cruel, heart-wrenching feeling that only brought tears. After falling for Louis Tomlinson of One Direction, her mind convinced her that she was wrong about love after all. That it wasn't all about hugs and kisses. That falling in love was a mistake. What Charlotte doesn't know is that every mistake serves a purpose.

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*