18 year Molly Reddings is Harry Styles girlfriend which would *sound* like a dream; for millions of girls, right? And maybe it is, in some ways, when he cooks and is sweet and, yeah, he's hot. But less so when he's lying and cheating and accusing her of having the hots for his Irish band mate. which isn't true. Her and Niall are JUST friends aren't they? ☆ I do not condone cheating or toxic relationships ☆

My pants deserve to be forever on fire with the lies I've told. But it never meant to start out as a lie. It started with me, and stupid me was in love with my best friend since forever. Since its one of those cliche, cheesy stories, my best friend doesn't know that I am hopelessly and completely in love with him but everybody else knows. I was too much of a coward to tell him how I felt, so when I told him my 'sister' was coming to town, I decided to take her place. I never meant it to go this far, but it did. I never meant to lie to Niall, I never meant to betray Nikki, I never meant to break any hearts to the people I care about. But I did. Now, why did I do this? I'll tell you why. But, I would like to show that I, Rosie Tomkins, swear to document the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. Starting from the beginning. Okay, when was this? It all started when Niall broke up with his high school girlfriend...

Choking on air this time, I practically yelled, "She doesn't need a hook up! She needs to be alone. She needs to get her head on straight. She's thinks she's not worth anything to anyone. She doesn't need some random hookup or new boyfriend. She needs to be---" "With you?" She looked at me oddly, expectantly, smugly. I coughed, "What?!" Just then Harry came up behind her. "What's going on here?" "Nothing. I'm just forcing Niall here to realize what's right in front of him." "That sounds like a terrible idea." "What the fuck are you two talking about?" I asked. "Oh, I don't really want them to hook up, Harry. I wanted to see what his reaction would be. I want Niall here to finally fucking notice. I mean, for god sake's we've all had to watch it the last year and a half." "What the fuck is going on?!" I yelled, causing anyone within earshot to look over at me, including Esta. She looked at me, concern on her face. "He clearly needs someone to spell it out for him and if his own bandmates won't do it, then I will! Someone needs to tell him before she finds some other loser who doesn't deserve her." "Tell me what?" I asked, still completely lost. Kendall turned to me, "Tell you that you're in love with Esta."

Love is a powerful thing, and when used for evil, it can destroy everything, and everyone, in its wake. But if that feeling of love suddenly turns to something indescribable, would you let yourself fall, not knowing what lies at the bottom? Or would you live on the sidelines, watching everyone else bask in what you could partake of for yourself? Love is a deep emotion, one that can make a person feel whole, or break a person into a million pieces. When you meet Him, your heart makes that choice. Whether it's ready or not. »»»» This book is a work of fiction. It contains harsh language, drug and alcohol references, sexual content, and abuse. Read at your own risk. »»»» This book belongs to mullingar_niall, and cannot be published, translated, used or copied without written consent from the owner. I work very hard on this, so please, be courteous.

"no one is dying tonight." copyright 2014 © hahahakris

Millions, no trillions, of questions raced through my wandering mind. Why is this happening to me? Why now? How will the boys react? Will I make it? ... Am I going to get my wish of being with my mother again?... Many people always said "be careful what you wish for", and now I see why. I spent the last ten years of my life wishing I was dead, wishing my life would be over, but three words, "You have cancer", changed everything: I don't want to die: I want to live. The ironic thing is that it took a death sentence to make me see the value of life. And now that I actually want to live, I'm probably going to die, but I guess that's just life, right?

Three things happened simultaneously: the beer bottle dropped from his hand and shattered on the floor, my father let out a deep, throaty chuckle, and his hand had struck me across the face. I put my hand on the spot he had just hit and felt the heat and sting of the impact. I looked down at the broken beer bottle, still holding my hand on my cheek, and I felt a heavy boot kick into my waist. I fought back tears and stayed silent. After a few moments, I heard the footsteps retreating and the sound of a door slamming shut. When I was sure he was gone, I looked away from the broken bottle, and tears welled up in my eyes. I never showed my weaknesses to my father, happiness was the last thing I wanted to give him. After a few minutes, I pulled myself off the floor and slowly approached my dresser, cautiously opening the top drawer and moving some socks out of the way. I pulled out a long blade, and with trembling hands, slid it across my wrist, adding to the collection of scars. I began to quietly sing a familiar tune that seemed to comfort me in times like this: “Heart beats harder, time escapes me, trembling hands touch skin, it makes it harder, and the tears stream down my face. If we could only have this life for one more day, if we could only turn back time…” My voice trailed off and I drifted to sleep.

It can happen one day. Everything seems normal, until the lights go out permanently. Everything about life and the people you thought you knew are a lie. You will turn against one another, the government will fall, the purge becomes a real life situation. The apocalypse can happen. Not by the world falling apart like you see in movies, but simply by the power going out. Jodie is one of the survivors who escapes the city with her sister when the power outage occurs. She meets a group of strangers and becomes close with them. Especially a certain boy named Niall. They both fight to keep their group alive and away from harm. But what happens when some group members aren't who they turn out to be. People go missing, some will turn on each other, and some become infected with a paranormal parasite that causes them to become possessed and kill anything that moves. Something massive happens to the group that could put them all at risk on the fight for survival. Especially Niall and Jodie. Something that is irreversible... But something that could be the cure and turn everything back to the way it was.

𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞 (𝗻.) 𝟭. 𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗶𝗿𝗰𝘂𝗺𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀, 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝘂𝗻𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗮𝗻𝘁. 𝟮. 𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀. 𝗠𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗹𝘆𝗻𝗻 𝗩𝗼𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 lives, sleeps and breathes for soccer. 󠀠󠀠ㅤㅤAs captain of Briarwood's girls' team, her eyes are firmly set on one goal: earning a future with the Seattle Reign FC. ㅤㅤWith budget cuts and the merging of two schools onto one campus, Maddy finds her team has to share the field with the Briarwood Boys', which means dealing with their egotistical team captain who thinks he's God's Gift to Women-𝗡𝗶𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗛𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗻 ㅤㅤNiall is used to winning-on the field, at parties, and with girls. But beneath the confidence and the grin is a guy carrying more than anyone realizes-and the last thing he needs is a rivalry with the girl who refuses to fall for his act. ㅤㅤAs tension simmers to a boiling point, Niall and Maddy are constantly finding themselves at each other's throats-and in each other's beds-which definitely wasn't the plan. ㅤㅤBut life rarely follows the game plan. ㅤㅤWill they survive the season? Or get stuck losing 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲.

In which a sarcastic girl with a secret fear of touching meets a rebellious, lilac haired boy who can't seem to keep his hands off her. (last updated 2020)