Lynn Mercury is your daring, feminist idealist who only wants to get into the Portland Thorns. So when the chance arises to ditch her home city for the opportunity to go pro, leaving behind her UCLA soccer team and her persuasive ex-fling, Lynn takes off to London and quickly falls into routine with seventeen boys, a sexually active roommate, and a Coach that could easily make David Beckham feel insecure. Niall Horan is your savvy, Casanova realist who only wants to get away from his family lifestyle. He's golden, captain of the team, the star player... until two X chromosomes take his limelight, leaving him feeling vexed and confused. He knows what it means to go for the win, but when feelings get in the way, the stakes get too high. Niall chooses to deal with it the only way he knows how - scientifically. The line between love and hate had never been thinner. Start/End date: January 2016 - June 2017 The Fanfiction Awards 2017 Winner

How you gonna say that? Take it all back. Fuckin' with my head will make my heart attack. - When Jasey Foster agrees to join her father, owner of Foster Music Management, on tour with punk band, Pretty Venom, she finds herself fighting her morals and struggling to make sense of the world around her. Niall Horan, lead guitarist in the band, faces his own struggles finding himself in the world after having to escape the life he created for himself back home. His rockstar nights are followed by hungover and dreadful days as he searches for motivation in his clouded mind. "Do I make you nervous, Jasey?" he asks, looking down to me as he takes a step closer, awaiting the answer. I step backwards from him, shaking my head. He takes another step to me. "Use your words, Jasey." I finally step towards him, raising my head to face his. "Why would you make me nervous? Why would I waste my time worrying about a rude, entitled, selfish musician who has to have his friends save him from every mistake he makes? It's no wonder you had to leave Ireland. You probably couldn't own up to your poor decisions and now that you have three people who will cover your ass from any conflict you walk into, you don't care about your recklessness because you know there will be someone to clean up the messes you make." His lips slowly turn to a grin. "There she is. Keep going. " - HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 Niall Horan AU #1 Literature #1 Writing #2 Niall #62 Niall Horan #1 Niall Horan Fanfi #1 Band #1 One Direction STARTED MARCH 2021 ENDED JULY 2022

They met two years ago. They used to be in love. But all they had was summer love because she had to go back, where she managed to move on. Now to years later, she leaves for college in New York, ready to start a new life with her cousin and her boyfriend. Then one night changes everything and all the memories come rushing back. She finds herself falling in love with him once again. But things are more complicated this time. Will she get a second chance with The One That Got Away? -- A punk Niall Horan fan fiction. Warnings: graphic sexual content, language, drug use, death, self harm, and mentions of eating disorder. The story is set in 2015, two years later, when Rey is 18 and Niall is 21. SEQUEL TO TEENAGE DIRTBAG -- (credits to @Cupcaribo for the cover!)

Renee Delilah Parker has always been an average girl. She had average grades, she was funny and a basic tomboy. Her mother sends her to spend the Summer in Mullingar, with her paranoid grandmother, her grumpy grandfather and her slutty cousin. She doesn't want to do anything but stay inside all day on Tumblr. It all changes for her when she meets Niall Horan, the bad boy. Niall's tattoos, his attitude and his flirty ways annoy her, but she can't help the attraction he feels towards him. They're complete opposites: he's the punk bad boy, while she's the goody two-shoes. Soon, he shows her what his life is all about: skating, smoking, drinking, partying, drugs and sex. The normal life of a teenage dirtbag. Without either of them noticing, the start to fall in love. But what will happen when she'll have to leave Mullingar, to go back to London? Is it just a fling for them, just a normal summer love? Find out in Teenage Dirtbag. A punk Niall Horan fan fiction.

† 𝔩𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢 /ˈ𝔩ɪ𝔪ə𝔯ə𝔫𝔰/ 𝔞𝔡𝔧𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔳𝔢: 𝔞 𝔣𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔠 𝔣𝔦𝔵𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫; 𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔶 𝔬𝔟𝔰𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰, 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔠𝔦𝔱𝔶, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔡𝔢𝔭𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔶; ∴ 𝔡𝔢𝔳𝔬𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔡𝔢𝔩𝔲𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫 † "Then tell me," I rasp. "Tell me and I'll deal with it. I'll handle it. Just-don't shut me out." "I can't," she says again, voice breaking. "I can't tell you. I can't be with you. And I can't stand here and watch you break and know that I'm the reason." She swallows hard, her throat moving. "Please don't make me explain it. Please just... stop." I take a step toward her anyway, rain dripping from my eyelashes, my chest hollow. "I don't care if it kills me," I say, and it's not bravado; it's a man with nothing left to barter. "If that's the price, fine. At least then I get to be with you before it ends." She makes a small sound, half sob, half laugh, and it's the most human thing I've ever heard from her. "Don't say that," she whispers, almost fierce. "Don't ever say that." She holds my eyes for one last beat, lips parted like she might say something else - something that could undo all of this, something that could make the rain stop mattering. But she doesn't. Instead, she exhales, low and unsteady, and shakes her head. "I'm sorry," she says again, softer now, like a confession. Then she turns. And that's it.

*Story containes MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT* THIS IS A SEQUEL / PART 2. Read "Stall" before this book, unless you just like spoiling things for yourself. If that's the case, you do you boo. "Something can be both delicate and violent" *** Harry lowers his eyes at me as he backs me up against the wall, the red lighting only making him look more menacing "You wanted the bad guy Abby? Wanted the villain?" My heart his running a hundred mile an hour when my breathing hitches in my throat as his hand comes up to wrap his long fingers tight around my jaw forcing me to look him in the eye. "Well now you've got him" He leans his face close to mine, his voice dropping to a low warning murmur that has my stomach hitting the floor. "...Run little mouse" *** BOOK STARTED JULY 1 2019 COMPLETED JULY 2021

𝑺𝑬𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑳 𝑻𝑶 𝑫𝑶𝑵'𝑻 !! 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑰𝑺 𝑨 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲 𝑻𝑾𝑶 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝒀 !! 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄 (𝐧.) ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴, 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗳𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗰𝗲𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 It's 2019 and has been nearly two years since Everly Davis and Niall Horan got back together. But just because the girl gets the guy doesn't mean they live happily ever after... from marriage, to their family troubles, and even more hiccups with trying (and failing at times) to start their own, Ev and Niall's relationship will once again be put to the test. " 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝑾𝑶𝑵'𝑻 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒈𝒐 "

☽ ephemeral /ɪˈfɛm(ə)r(ə)l/ adjective: lasting only a moment; delicate as smoke, gone before you can hold it. a heartbeat borrowed from eternity ☽ I could almost see the shadows of his past, the echoes of a father whose own battles had left marks far deeper than physical bruises. In his defiance, in his unyielding refusal to be anything but who he was, I sensed a desperate bid for identity, a silent plea not to repeat the legacy he feared. .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. Maeve Foster stopped believing in permanence a long time ago. Being the daughter of an Air Force officer means never staying in one place long enough to put down roots - or get attached. Niall Horan has spent his whole life in the same small town, watching people come and go like the tide. He's learnt not to get too close because, as his family says, nothing good ever stays. His father left years ago, his mother barely holds things together, and he's long since learnt that if he wants his own way out, he'll have to carve his own path. Even if it means carrying the weight of someone else's childhood on his back. Together, Maeve and Niall are a contradiction, something fleeting that feels inevitable. A flame that should've gone out long ago, yet never does. She's spent her whole life leaving, never letting herself get too close. He's spent his whole life being left behind, pretending it doesn't hurt. Maybe that's the cruellest part, because love was never the problem. Time was.

𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇 (𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧) ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝗮 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻, 𝗮 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝘀; 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗴𝗶𝗮, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘁 Niall Horan is in the biggest boyband in the world in 2013... and his best friend Everly Davis just happens to be in the biggest girl group in the world... After meeting in 2010, both competing on the same reality show "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗫 𝗙𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿" they connected and became inseparable... in more ways than one. But just because the girl get's the guy, doesn't mean they live happily ever after... 🏅 #1 in nialljameshoran 🏅 #1 in fratboyniall

Contains Larry and one direction oneshots. Larry (and maybe Ziam) is the only ship I will be using. Just random things that pop into my head. Feel free to leave suggestions in the comments fluff, angst, sad, happy , possibly some smut (there will be warnings) book started = 13/5/2020 book finished = 20/5/2020 I just wanted to thank anyone that has read and supported this book. I love you all and appreciate everything you have done for me. And to anyone new that is reading this, I hope you enjoy!! <3