COMPLETED // Sanjana Kashyap is an Olympic level figure skater. Or, she used to be, before an almost career-ending injury at the U.S. Championship the year before. Now she's clawing her way back through physical therapy, trying to find a new partner for pairs skating, and focused on never trusting anyone but herself ever again. Niall Horan is doing anything and everything to distract himself from his disastrous previous relationship. Recording, vacationing, participating in charity soccer games despite his shitty knees. He'll do whatever he can to forget her. A chance meeting between the two during physical therapy leads to a realization - the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else. That is until feelings get involved. A fwb story about heartbreak, rebounds, dodgy knees, following your passion, and weathering the storm.

COMPLETED // Updated periodically with post-story drabbles. WARNING: This story will contain issues pertaining to a difficult pregnancy. Please read with caution! At 24, Gia Malhotra is absolutely sure of two things in her life: she will never live up to her mother's overbearing expectations and she is damn good at her job. Being one of the best event planners in Hollywood is who she is and because of that, Gia doesn't take risks. Ever. Until one particularly nasty fight with her parents and a bottle and a half of champagne later, she ends up sleeping with a guest at her latest event - who just so happens to be, yes, the Niall Horan. Gia never expects to see Niall again, until her best friend looks at her nervously over a positive pregnancy test two months later in her bathroom. A story about an unexpected pregnancy, what it means to be a mother and a daughter, and the understanding that expectations are almost never meant.

COMPLETED // Niall, in every sense of the word, is blocked. He's got the ideas and the tunes to put them to, but he just can't get the words out. Sonam is a writing connoisseur. Whether that's a short press release or a 1200 word article. She's just got a knack for words. Put together rather abruptly, the two realize they have more in common than they thought. If you enjoy this story, PLEASE check out my tumblr as I have a whole list of extra drabbles for Sonam and Niall's life together- kids, marriage, everything.

Quirón simboliza el poder de transformación que posee el sufrimiento; el dolor, tanto físico como emocional, puede llegar a convertirse en una fuente enorme de fuerza moral y espiritual.

Nunca habría llegado a creer que yo pudiera disfrutar de esto. Pero cuando estoy con él, me siento completa. Es mi antídoto, es el abismo y la superficie, mi libertad... y dependencia.

Amelia Windsor lo tiene todo: belleza, riqueza y un apellido respetado. A los ojos del mundo, su matrimonio con John Windsor es la imagen perfecta del éxito. Sin embargo, tras las puertas cerradas de su casa, su vida dista mucho de ser un cuento de hadas. John, heredero de una inmensa fortuna tras la muerte de sus padres, nunca amó a Amelia; la eligió por conveniencia, por el poder y las conexiones que ella representa. Amelia, atrapada en un matrimonio sin amor, vive una vida solitaria y llena de apariencias. Cuando una serie de amenazas perturba su ya frágil vida, John decide contratar a un guardaespaldas para protegerla. Es entonces cuando Amelia conoce a Niall Horan, un exsoldado irlandés con un pasado enigmático. Niall parece ser el primero en ver más allá de las máscaras que Amelia se ve obligada a usar. Lo que comienza como una relación estrictamente profesional se convierte en una conexión profunda y peligrosa. Amelia se siente atraída por la seguridad y la ternura oculta tras la fachada endurecida de Niall, mientras él lucha contra la creciente fascinación que siente por ella. A pesar de sus esfuerzos por mantener la distancia, la pasión entre ambos es imposible de ignorar. Pero su amor prohibido está lleno de obstáculos. John no permitirá que Amelia se vaya tan fácilmente de su lado, y está dispuesto a recurrir a lo que sea para mantener su control sobre ella. Además, Niall guarda secretos oscuros que amenazan con destruir cualquier posibilidad de un futuro juntos. En un mundo de mentiras y traiciones, Amelia y Niall deberán decidir si confían el uno en el otro... o si su amor está condenado desde el principio. Niall Horan × OC Female

Wren Jacobs has always loved a good surprise. It could be a party, gift, or even just her favorite cup of coffee- nothing made her smile more than that. Until one surprise ruins them all. When she finds herself crying in a dingy supply closet and trying to figure out how to sneak out unnoticed, the last thing she wanted to do was come face to face with her boss. Niall Horan has seen a lot of things since he took over the ownership at Willow Lake, a prestigious golf course- In fact, he was pretty sure he had seen it all. That was before he found his employee tucked away during a party with tears running down her face. Before he knew it, he was standing in front of people he had never met with his hand laced with hers, acting as if he knew everything there was to know about her. A single night of pretending turns into an invitation that neither of them can turn down no matter how hard they try, giving no other option but to fake it until they make it. However it's no surprise when things start to get a little hazy, blurring the lines they've drawn and bending the rules in more ways than one. Niall and Wren manage to find themselves exactly where they told themselves they wouldn't. A place where pretending doesn't quite feel like pretending. At least not anymore.

Archer Riley just wanted to get away for the summer before she was buried in textbooks during her final year of medical school. Niall Horan has always been comfortable splitting his time between his dog and his job as a firefighter in the small costal town he's lived in for years. When Archer and Niall meet, it seems like there's an invisible string tying them together, one that bypasses the fact that not only is there a difference between their ages... But the fact that Niall's best friend is none other than Ellis Riley. Archer's one and only older brother. Never have either of them been more sure about their feelings for each other, but summer can only last so long before August comes and slips away like a moment in time.

There are over a thousand bars in the city of Boston, forty-nine of those are Irish pubs, but only one of those forty-nine belongs to Niall Horan. When Rigby finds herself inside The Bunk Off one summer night, there was no way she would have ever known that the brunette man with sapphire eyes behind the bar would become a steady current in her life. But when they find themselves a thousand miles away from where they started, will they find a way to make it up somehow?

He's got Power over me. But I've got Control over him. "Do you think it's funny what you did? Moaning into the mic, taunting me?" His hot breath was fanning over my face. His tanned skin was flustered, still glistening with a coat of sweat. His body was flush to mine, trapping me against the cold wall. Puzzled, I looked up at him. "What? You think I did it on purpose? It's part of the song." I bitterly laughed, but he wasn't amused. His grip on my wrists tightened as he pressed them harder against the wall over my head. "Look down, princess. Look at what you've done to me." Shocked and utterly confused over his demand, I did what he hold me to and looked down the sliver of space between our bodies, my eyes instantly landing on the bump at the front of his dark skinny jeans. My mouth parted, my heart thumping in my chest. With a shaky breath, I tore my gaze from his very obvious boner and looked up at him in shock. "See how hard your little trick made me? Is this what you wanted?" He taunted, though I refused to stay there, caged between him and the wall without saying anything back at him. "Can't control yourself, pretty boy? If it's that easy to make you hard, I bet it would be even easier to make you cum." I was aiming for my words to have a completely different effect on him than what they did. I hoped he'd feel embarrassed and walk away, but I was once again proven wrong when it came to him. Bringing one of my hands down, he led it with his between us and to his crotch, pressing it there. "If you wanna know so bad, do it. Make me cum." #wattys2023