A ONE DIRECTION FANFIC! ---Shyanna Bart loves Paris, she's always had an obsession ever sense her Dad sent her a French Eiffel Tower when she was six. So, when her local radio station has a contest, one hundred chances to win a trip to Paris for the whole summer, of course she enters! But, unfortunately for her, the same radio station is having a contest to win a spot in a One Direction music video. She's never hated the British-Irish boy band, but she isn't a huge fan. Sure, their music is great, but she just assumes they're stuck up, just like everyone else in the music industry. What happens when there is a little mix-up with airline tickets, and Shyanna finds herself in over her head, surrounded by five guys with accents?

A mindless girl, Grace was just moving on through her life, until sudden confusion became a constant role. After losing all memory of her past and being found in an alleyway, in a city where no one knew who she was, Grace decides to start living on instead of looking back. Enjoying her partying life with her friends, Grace quickly begins to realize that she's not like anyone else. As she tries to keep moving forward, something from her past begins to drag her back.

A castaway son, hating despising everything he came from and ran away, becoming one of the most powerful mafia in Europe. Then an important mission was ordered by his Godfather. There's a catch, to accomplish he was forced to go back to his hated home and face not only his past, his present but also question his future. In the process, he was again reconnected with the only one woman who could outwit him and drive him insane. Could his love and his care out play his hatred and thirst for revenge?

When Chloe Ross finds out that she's going on a cruise, she's excited. But when she finds out that Austin West is going on the cruise with her, she's less than thrilled. Chloe thinks Austin's a stupid pervert that breaks hearts everywhere he goes. Austin thinks Chloe is a selfish, stuck-up bitch that needs to loosen up and get laid. When you put both of them on the cruise ship, together. What do you get? Jealousy, pranks, broken-hearts, ship-wrecks, oh, and love?

At night, sometimes I can still hear the voices haunting me; they corrupt my dreams and disturb my days. The Ice Queen is always watching--taking note of every move, every step, and every breath I take--recording everything I do. Sometimes, I feel as though she is reading my thoughts. I will never be alone again, never have a single private moment to myself. Not while I’m in this situation. That doesn’t matter now anyways. I was given a mission--one that I must complete. If I don’t, I will be immediately put on the fastest route to Hell. Maybe doing something right this time around, this “good deed,” will save me from the wrath of the Devil for the rest of eternity. I’m scared out of my mind. As of right now, I want nothing more than to start over again and go back to the way everything was before--before I was forced into this dreadful army of The Damned, before I committed crimes, before I sinned for the very first time. I know deep down, despite my hope, that it’s never going to happen. I can’t turn back time, but I was, however, given a second chance. A new continent, a new reputation, a new life. I need to take advantage of it. I can feel my soul finally becoming stable again. It’s heading somewhere new and exciting, somewhere warm. I can only hope that it’s heading towards the Paradise I’ve always dreamed of and not the fiery pits of Hell.