𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 (adj) wicked, villainess, despicable He was nefarious. He always had been and everyone knew it. His ways of evil confused her, even scared her at times. But she was drawn in and eventually she too became nefarious. // cover credit zivacious // All rights reserved to JustNiaz ©️ 2019.

"Zayn," he spoke, smoke leaving his lips once again as he dropped the cigarette to the ground, stepping on it with his dark boots. His hand darted in between us as he awaited a response. "January," I said faintly, grabbing his hand. "Nice," he chuckled, making the first move to release my cold fingers. His hands held a nice warmness to them. "Like the month," he nodded. "I like it." *** » read the sequel here http://my.w.tt/UiNb/y9izHftVhv

❝You want a tip in life? Don't fall in love with someone you can't have. Especially not a runaway angel.❞ Zayn Malik is a desperate, fugitive angel. Valarie Chase is a feisty girl who lashes out at just about anything in order to keep from getting hurt. When Zayn becomes her guardian angel, all hell breaks loose--literally. Demons awaken, enemies are made, and a huge danger is unleashed, not only on Zayn and Valarie, but on angel-kind, and perhaps even mankind. Facing a sinister killer who has countless tricks up his sleeve, the two do their best to stay alive, clinging to each other in a world of betrayal and hurt. And perhaps even, unthinkably, falling in love. ❝And yes, sometimes we fall... but love will give us wings.❞ cover by me trailer on side

Sometimes, the universe decides to put two random people together and make them fall for each other, but figuring out what to do next is up to them. Her boss expects her to accomplish a confidential and immoral task: destroying the biggest existing boyband from the inside. "The day that I have to prove that I love him to someone else apart from him, that'll be the last day of my life."

❝he's grey and skylar's color and they complement each other like hot rain on dry asphalt.❞ in which he has ptsd and doesn't do well with change. until her, that is. - I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS THIRTEEN, OKAY. BE NICE. - all rights reserved 2013 © cathartics

✖ She lived her life in the luxurious avenues of Manhattan. He lived his life in the graffiti filled streets of Williamsburg, Brooklyn. They had lived merely one subway stop apart their entire life, but with a world of difference. trailer by @validus Copyrights 2013 © arietem