Paprasta mergina įsimyli savo bendradarbį, kuris yra paslaptingas, bet tuo pačiu be proto seksualus, bet jis ne tik jos bendradarbis, jis yra ir jos nuomojomo buto savininkas.

Kvailas Zayn susitarimas, išskiria juos. Jie pradeda gyventi du atskirus gyvenimus: Emily atrodo gyvenimas įprastas, bet Zayn apsiverčia galutinai. • Antrasis "Colleague" istorijos sezonas!

Perspėjimas: Megėjiškas ir visiškai neprofesionalus mano pirmasis rašymo karjeroje kūrinys.Nepatartina skaityti tiems, kurie nori gero ir išsamaus rašymo. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Simona Tomlinson - graži , linksma ir sarkastiška mergina po tėvų žūties atsikrausto gyventi pas senelius.Nauji draugai ir nauji nuotykiai padeda jai apsiprasi su nauju gyvenimu kol...nepasirodo jis. Karštakošis ir piktas vaikinas Zayn Malik.Merginai toks vaikino charakteris sukelia susidomėjimą ir ji po truputį įsispraudžia į vaikino draugų ratą.Kas atsitiks kai mergina pažins tikrąją Zayn pusę?Negi po pikta vaikino kaukę slepiasi tiesiog paprastas ir mielas vaikinukas?Kokia bus Simonos reakcija į tai?Ir kaip Zayn elgesys klostysis po to? Istorija nebanali , galima pavadinti romantiškai humoristine.Jeigu norite istorijos kuri priverstu nusišypsoti ar net nusijuokti ši puikiai tinka jums. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Cute and funny story/Miela ir linksma istorija Different Zayn Malik fanfiction Highest rank : #2 in fanfiction

TAI NO CONTROL TĘSINYS , PIRMIAU PERSKAITYKIT 1 SEZONĄ PRIEŠ SKAITYDAMI ŠĮ. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Prologas. Jie susitiko prieš du metus... Ji pakeitė jį. Jie įsimylėjo vienas kitą. Bet laime netruko ilgai... Tada įvyko tai. Avarija kuri pakeitė viską... Ji prarado atmintį. Jis bandė jai pasakyti. Bet ji paprašė pradėti jo naują gyvenimą. Ir jų keliai išsiskyrė. Bet po dviejų metų...Gyvenimas juos suveda ir vėl... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Cute story/miela istorija Different Zayn Malik fanfiction. highest rank #5 in fanfiction

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

In the world of the wealthy and powerful, an angel finds herself in need of protection, she is assigned a bodyguard - a beautiful and mysterious man. A man with secrets, but one who is determined to keep such an angel safe at all costs. She is drawn to him despite her better judgement, some excitement, some light into such a dark and dangerous life. // "We can't," I whispered, being the one to break the silence between us. The air between our faces was so thick it was almost as if it wasn't there anymore, I could hardly take in a breath. Everything was so warm, and the longer we spent like this, our lips just hovering an inch from each other, I became so much more aware of every way his body was touching mine. I hated him. We hated each other. Yet here we were, desperate to touch. "I know," Was all he said in response, darting his eyes down to my lips again, a small smirk on his face. Out of desperation, the way he had already got me so wound up, my body was overwhelmed by too many feelings. My hands travelled down from where I was grasping his biceps, I soothed my palms down his sides, his warm skin, before I was holding his hips, right above the waist band of the grey sweatpants he had on. He let out a low hum of approval, and a slow smirk spread across his face as soon as he realised what I was doing. His eyes met mine again and he tilted his head to the side, almost as if he was trying to figure out what I was thinking. He then blew out a slow breath, and the smirk on his face only grew wider before he whispered, "Fuck it." *** i loved you as icarus loved the sun. *** Start date - May 5 2022 ***