𖡎 palimpsest /ˈpalɪm(p)sɛst/ noun: originally, a manuscript or parchment that has been scraped or washed clean, then written over again. Yet no erasure is ever complete-the old words remain, faint and stubborn, shadows beneath the new. ∴ a text that carries two stories at once: what is present, and what refuses to vanish. by extension: a life layered in memory, the past pressed beneath the present, ghost-ink bleeding through no matter how much you try to rewrite it. to live as a palimpsest is to be haunted-every moment doubled, nothing truly forgotten. 𖡎 Niall Horan has everything riding on his season - the scholarship, the scouts, the future he's been chasing since he first kicked a ball. Riley Maddox just wants a clean slate, far from the ghosts of a past she can't seem to outrun. They're strangers on the same campus, carrying weight neither of them can set down. Neither of them are looking for each other. But some memories refuse to be forgotten.

𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞 (𝗻.) 𝟭. 𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗶𝗿𝗰𝘂𝗺𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀, 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝘂𝗻𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗮𝗻𝘁. 𝟮. 𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀. 𝗠𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗹𝘆𝗻𝗻 𝗩𝗼𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 lives, sleeps and breathes for soccer. 󠀠󠀠ㅤㅤAs captain of Briarwood's girls' team, her eyes are firmly set on one goal: earning a future with the Seattle Reign FC. ㅤㅤWith budget cuts and the merging of two schools onto one campus, Maddy finds her team has to share the field with the Briarwood Boys', which means dealing with their egotistical team captain who thinks he's God's Gift to Women-𝗡𝗶𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗛𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗻 ㅤㅤNiall is used to winning-on the field, at parties, and with girls. But beneath the confidence and the grin is a guy carrying more than anyone realizes-and the last thing he needs is a rivalry with the girl who refuses to fall for his act. ㅤㅤAs tension simmers to a boiling point, Niall and Maddy are constantly finding themselves at each other's throats-and in each other's beds-which definitely wasn't the plan. ㅤㅤBut life rarely follows the game plan. ㅤㅤWill they survive the season? Or get stuck losing 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲.

I was supposed to be 'dead.' I was supposed to be six feet under, living in the coffin my adoptive parents picked out from me. But I wasn't dead, I was kidnapped. Well, more like taken back by my biological mother. It was either my family dies or I live and they get to live their lives without me. I had to choose the second option, I had to. I didn't really get to choose. Otherwise my life would be at risk and everyone I know would go down in flames. But you know what they say, nothing stays dead forever. HARRY STYLES X ORIGINAL CHARACTER. MATURE CONTENT! BEWARE OF THE CONTENT THAT YOU WILL BE READING! EXPLICIT LANGUAGE! DO NOT REPOST OR COPY MY STORY! Started: March 19th, 2026. Posted: March 20th, 2026. Ended: TBD. Cover by: Aven aka NiallWhoransLeftShoe

𝐏𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚 (𝐧.) 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙙𝙪𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙... A Niall Horan sports romance... "The best thing that ever happened to me was finding him..." 𝓜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝓛𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐭, newly exiled from Pennsylvania and furious about it, lands in Mayville, Ireland with nothing but sarcasm, soccer cleats, and an eight-year-old sister she'd burn the world for. With no girls' team in sight, she fights her way onto the boys' roster. And standing directly in her way is 𝓝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝓗𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐧: fifth-year captain, stone-faced, and local legend who absolutely does not want a loudmouthed American girl wrecking his perfect season or storming her way into his carefully constructed life, and all the walls he's built around it. To him, she doesn't belong there and only brings chaos and confusion. To her he's an overhyped demigod with a superiority complex. But forced proximity has a funny way of rewiring enemies with sexual tension... The longer she's on his pitch, the harder it becomes to ignore the sparks between them. By December, Molly and Niall are caught between hookups they swore meant nothing and feelings they don't know how to handle... He thinks he has no right to feel as much as he does. She's terrified she'll ruin the first good thing she's touched in years.

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"be serious for once, mila." he said, his voice softer, his eyes searching mine deeply. "and say what?" i avoided his gaze. his finger tipped my chin up, forcing me to meet his eyes. "you know what." he said, his eyes were telling, and i knew exactly what they were saying. but how could i admit it? --- mila is an eighteen year old girl who had always been on her own. it was in her nature. she didn't have any proper friends and she was totally okay with it. she just wanted to focus on school and her hobbies and she was alone while focusing on those too. nothing had every piqued her interest so why was her focus completely ruined the minute she laid eyes on him? #1 in 1dboys 04/20/25 [3.15.25]

the rock band one direction! harry hates everything that comes in contact with him except four of his band mates one of them gets on his nerves more then a house on fire, liv, she's a rocker full of energy but somethings hiding beneath her cracked smile she hates harry as much as he hates her but they can't hate eachother forever, can they? walls are built but they are built for a reason... to be kicked down by a beautiful blond girl who sweeps you off your feet whether you like it or not

"Let me guess," he says, eyes gleaming. "You read somewhere that if you humanize your captor, he starts to feel sympathy. Stockholm Syndrome in reverse. Touché." I try not to flinch as he stops directly in front of me.My breath catches, but I don't look away. He grins darkly. "Silly rabbit," he murmurs. "Tricks are for me." *** She came to London to chase the story of a lifetime. He was the story all along. When journalist Penelope Reese begins investigating a string of stolen artifacts tied to a shadowy criminal syndicate known only as The Umbra, she expects danger. What she doesn't expect is to lose herself inside it. At Lethewood Manor, time warps. Morality bends. And the girl who once hunted monsters begins to wonder if she was always fated to become one. Harry Styles is more than the Umbra's ruthless leader he's a mind sharpened into a weapon, a genius who swore nothing human could ever touch him. Cold, calculating, untouchable. Until her. She's the only distraction he's ever allowed. The crack in his control. The voice he swore he didn't need, yet can't silence. To him, she's leverage, temptation, inevitability. To her, he's both a nightmare she can't escape and the one tether that might keep her alive. As Penelope unravels the secrets behind their operations-paintings lost to history, jewels worth empires, power hidden in plain sight. She begins unraveling something far more dangerous: the man who took her... and the truth about herself. But they are both bound by something neither can name-an obsession threaded by fate itself. Because some stories aren't just reported. Some stories are inevitable.