Messages || Ziam
"I love you." "I loved you." {The Sequel of Snapchat}
"Hey, wanna come over and give me that blow job?" "Ew no dude, who even are you!!??"
{ongoing} “But I’m not normal, Angel.” — This fanfiction is based of the Hush Hush series by Becca Fitzapatrick
After a night of wild partying at a frat house in NYC, Zayn Malik's world suddenly changes in a way he never imagined. And if you ask him, Charlie Dunn is responsible. And as for a seemingly nobody like Charlie, her world is completely different and entirely separate from Zayn's-or so she thinks. But what happens when...
[COMPLETED] ❝Death is inevitable. It's a promise made to us at birth.❞ Arielle is a studious young woman striving to be a chef. Her life is full of going to class, reading textbooks, and hanging out with her friends, until she meets Zayn. Zayn's an illegal street racer, and he wants her, but he's dangerous. He comes...
ulterior - (ul·te·ri·or) adjective: existing beyond what is obvious or admitted; intentionally hidden.
if you've ever read fifty you'll see how I got the main idea of Zayn being a rich God from there. I've read too many fanfics so if there's any similarities with anything, I swear it's just a coincidence, I didn't steal anything. was rated r, so if you're not into that kind of things I won't recommend you this story, a...
Revenge was all I had. He had everything of mine. He had my strength, my dignity and my heart. I wasn't one for vengeance but that's all he trained me for while I was captive. My wish to pull the trigger, will come true by midnight tonight. // Since Zayn Malik, Alissa has been clouded into insanity. Although she...
Is it wrong for me to express this kind of feeling welcomely? Is it wrong for me to even anticipate the thrive of it's bite, the snap of it's vicious venom, the feeling it gives me when it bites into my skin. Tell me I'm psychotic for falling for something so wrong, yet feels so right? Tell me. Tell me, I'm still th...
"Zayn, the stars don't come out in a city that never sleeps." In which two people must help each other pass a night class in New York City. © charismatize [2015] [fanfiction :: #263]
Skye Noelle. That's what her mother named her. She thought it sounded badass. Through all her life, her name was the only special thing about her. Well, not anymore. Now there was more, so much more. But she didn't want it. She was perfectly okay with being ordinary; she thought special was overrated anyways. All she...
"Skin like porcelain, hair silky and long, manners be perfect, or you'll surely be gone." (cover by moonxriver)