What happens when love doesn't connect to you. When your mother dies in a horrible accident. And your abusive father gets arrested. And you. You get taken away....to an orphanage where they tell you everything will be better. But is it...is everything better? [Highest Rank Fan Fiction: #5] [Current Rank Fan Fiction: #34] #1 under adopted #5 under 5sos

"You do realize a journal is an extremely personal thing right?" His voice was raspy, low and threatening, making me take a step back in panic as he continued, "so my only question is why the fuck are you standing with mine?" - first book - - instagram acc: @thejournalofficial - - for extra material: arietem.wix.com/arietemx - All Rights Reserved 2013 © arietem

(Kind of Niall/ Luke book, but only a little lol) Good grades, full scholarship, rich lifestyle, what more could you ask for? Sex, alcohol, frat parties, and violence, that's all I live for. Forget all that sappy shit. Save yourself from the set up of all disatsters. Heart of gold, happy, purity, such innocence. Heartless, stone, gives a shit less. Secrets, lies, hatred, lust, love. What happens when the two complete opposites test themselves and put their trust into something that is incapable of keeping safe? When promises are broke? When something cuts so deep that it is unable to be mended? Find out in Frozen. WARNING: There will be violence, alcohol and drug references, sexual content, and swearing. Highest rank in ff #5 3rd place in the 1D Awards for best Niall Horan Fanfiction - Copyright 2014. All rights reserved. Anything from Frozen (Frat Boy Niall Horan) can not be reproduced, redistributed, modified, or displayed without consent of the author. All writings and ideas belong to the writer. For permission contact @niallsbabe_xx on Wattpad.com

In which a boy, who works dressed as an elf with pointy ears and yellow tights, hates Christmas.

They call her crazy, she calls herself creative. They call her a nut, she says she's just to awesome for them to handle. They call her an annoyance, she says she was bored. They call her weird, she says thank you, it's better to be that than normal. The cops know her name, she claims their stalker's. The town laugh's with her, she just tries to hide her feelings under a mask. They don't know her feeling's, after all, she doesn't tell anyone. Bullied, neglected, left behind, word's that swarm her mind all the time. Her best friend left her, the only one she had cared about, and now he's in some awesome boy band seeing the world. Good for him, now, let's cause chaos! As she runs a muck in the stupid town, he's hugging girl's and partying like there's no tomorrow. Call her Annie, you get injured, call her Alex or Ali. She likes those names. She loves rock music and doesn't give a damn about anyone, since he's left. But now, he's back. And he's back for her to tour the world with him be her side. "Dear PopTart Lord, help me" she beg's to her box of PopTart's as he follows her, begging forgiveness. She hates him, yet he's set on changing that. Louis Tomlinson, her ex best friend. And he's set on taking her away to see the world.

"Hey Mackenzie?" Luke calls from the door. "Yeah?" "When you were on the phone with Michael, did you tell him to come in and find us?" "No, why?" Luke is silent for a moment, and when he speaks again, his voice is cold and full of fear. "Then um.." He stops, and I look up at him in confusion. He's staring down into the area we just came from, stance rigid. "Then who's that standing at the end of the hall?" 2014 @ psychxtichemmings