12 April 1934, The Horan family was found brutally murdered in their house. Wife and husband had been gagged and maimed before being shot in the head. Their 17-year old son, Niall Horan, was found in his bedroom's closet. He had been gagged and maimed too, but far worse than his parents. A horrendous smile was cut on his face, his eyes burned away. The murderer was never found. 80 years later, 18-year old Zayn Malik has just moved into the little cottage he bought. It literally is his dream house, in the middle of the countryside, close to the woods. Now he can finally relax on his own, away from his parents and the city... Or so he thought. Not long after he moved to his new house, Zayn starts noticing weird things. He starts seeing unnatural things, nightmares afflict his dreams every night and, what is the tale of the boy, murdered in his very house? Warning: lots of blood. It's boyxboy! Please don't read if you don't like it. This is a work of fiction, so before you send hate, remember 'you can never lie in fiction' Cover made by PartOfMyHeart

*3rd Place Winner of the 2014 Olympic 1D Bromance Awards, for Up and Coming Zarry* A war veteran whose guilt doesn't overpower his compassion and hope. His life burned away as did his platoon, but nothing, absolutely nothing, can keep his gaze from the future. But there is a certain coffee shop barista that he might pick up along the way. A victim of abuse that lost his way along with his wide-eyed curiosity. He's about to find out that his problems aren't the only ones that exist, and there's nothing better to help deal with those demons than a person who'll help you bury them. COVER CREDIT: rebellionkids Copyright © Zarrified 2014

The heart is the most deceitful above all things. A cocky, spoiled, arrogant boy who seems to have everything go his way, suddenly can't have the one person he wants most. A puppy-faced boy, has broken more hearts than one, despite his innocent looks. A curly-haired boy, has girls swooning at his feet. He has his ways around the teachers- especially the drama teacher. A broken-hearted girl who's beautiful and talented has been shunned by her peers due to bullying. But she still enters school with the best façade known to man and keeps a smile plastered to her face. The boy in the the moving truck leaving Mullingar has no idea what he's in for. *Under revision* *** This is a BoyxBoy fanfic. Might contain some Niam/Larry moments.

Zayn Malik, an author, praised for his debut novel which has reached beyond bounds, he was brilliant. But at a time where inspiration seems to elude him, he thinks of the perfect boy, his perfect match, but what happens when one day he wakes up to find the boy cooking in his kitchen? (Based on the movie Ruby Sparks)

“Someone… stole the doorknob of the White House.” those couple of words started the real chaos. How strange does a person have to be to do that? As strange as these five. The ones who secretly called themselves The Rogues for no particular reason. They were the biggest fanboys around. But the thing is that what they like, they steal. It started with Zayn and Louis. They were sitting one day in front of the TV watching Jaws when a ridiculous idea flew to their minds - Louis' mind, actually. They wanted to steal the Jaws shark's teeth. And so they did. Five teeth were stolen. The only thing left was to find three other boys to give them to. The rest is history. This is the story where Louis and Zayn really are partners in crime. This is the story where Niall really is a lunatic. This is the story where Liam runs away from home. And Harry. He's just the weird kid.

Meet Zayn Malik, the most popular guy in Bradford High School. Varsity, Straight A student, has girls wrapped around his finger, etc. Straight as a ruler. Well, that's what he thought. In short, he's the one they call "the definition of perfect". And then there's Niall Horan, or should we say Mr. Horan, the new teacher in Bradford High School. Who would have thought your Math teacher would turn out to be the person who makes you doubt your sexuality? Or maybe he's bi? Zayn was straight. Key word, "was". Now, he's not so sure anymore. Especially when he's lusting for none other than, the new Math teacher, Mr. Horan. Warning: Contains boyxboy smut scenes.

It's the year 2245. Louis Tomlinson lives in one of the villages. He provides for himself and his 4 little sisters all on his own after their parents abandoned them. They left for the city, never to return, just as the rest of them who all claim that they are 'just going to take a look around'. Zayn Malik was a wealthy bloke, living a live that Louis would give anything to have. He was born and raised in the City, along with an uncaring father, busy mother, and three sisters. But when Zayn makes a rash decision that could possibly cost him his life, he has to escape from what most people think of as paradise. But he doesn't care. The ring of Kilam belonged to his Grandfather before the Government had the man killed and the ring taken, so if he is a criminal for stealing what is rightfully his, then so be it. As he searches for peace and a way to prove his ownership of the ring, he becomes a fugitive in one of the villages as far away from the City as possible. But what Zayn doesn't realize is that he is the first person to ever return from the City to the Village, and that fact alone attracts a lot of attention. His charming aura and pretty face don't help too much either. And especially not when a happy boy named Louis waltzes into his life, determined to intrigue the boy whom nobody can get answers from. ∞co-written by britishmusiclover∞

I winced as he forcefully grabbed my hips, pushing me up against the brick wall. "W-who are you?" I choked out. His grip on my waist tightened, making the pain much greater. Who was he? What was he doing to me? The deep voice chuckled. "I could say so may things." My attacker lent down, his hot breath tickling my ear. "Your worst nightmare. All that shit. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah." I could feel cheek on mine, it was an abnormal temperature, freezing cold. "What do you want from me?" I shouted at him. My eyes raked over his features again and again. He had brown hair that hung naturally in disheveled tightly bound ringlets. I couldn't help but feel something other than fear stir in my stomach when I looked into red eyes. My clouded thoughts made it impossible to put a name on the emotion, though. His fingers stroked my neck, circling the same spot, over and over again. "Don't worry, baby girl. You won't feel a thing." The human looking creature opened his mouth wide and lowered it down to my neck. I could feel his teeth grazing my jugular vain. "Please don't!" I spoke loud. Loud enough to make him startle. He laughed and backed away. Now that I could see his full body, the emotion that bubbled deep inside of me gave itself a label. Attraction. Despite the situation, I couldn't help but feel infatuated with him. When I looked at his inhumane features, I saw beauty. He was beautiful. © All Rights Reserved To LuciaPayne_1D ( Trailer Here- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vqkwVzm8RTM&sns=tw ) (Cover made by 'ImmatureLad')

"Before you can see the light you have to deal with the darkness"

Zayn Malik is just a misunderstood guy with few friends and a bad attitude. Maybe he would be a little less misunderstood if he didn't drink people's blood and kill them afterwards. He's not that bad of a guy though; that is if you like stubborn jerks who have no patience and don't believe in love at all. But when Harry Styles catches his eye and is brought into his life everything changes. And maybe, just maybe, he'll see that not everything is so bad.