A time where Vampires roamed the earth freely, while us humans remained hidden in the shadows, fearing the heartless beasts that feed on us. I wish I could say us humans defeated the Vampire Chain -- but sadly, we did not. Most of us humans became Vampires, or we got captured and became blood bags for them to feed on. Or we became toys, toys that the beasts love tricking and playing with. I wish could also say that there's free humans out there, living their lives as if there were not a single Vampire out for their blood. But no, he has all the humans trapped in his mansion, in his home. My name is Amelia Heart, and this is the story on how me and my sister Elliot survived, then died.

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 the same girl I once was before I became who I am today. Tell me what I want to hear. Tell me I'm not going crazy. Tell me that these four walls are not closing in on me. Tell me. Please. // When graduate student, Alissa Lacy applies for what she thought might have been an intern ship of a lifetime, she just finds out how shady her multi millionaire boss // Zayn Malik // really is with his business and how he really earns his money. // A very dark, dark Zayn fan fiction. If rape, human trafficking, sexual material or abuse offends you, this is not a story for you. If you're expecting a bubbly, happy romance, you thought wrong. Read at your own risk

Prologue: I love Zayn, I really do. I don't know what I do so wrong for him to hate me. Everything I do is for him. We've been dating almost a year now. I do everything I can for him. All I get in return is abused, used for sex, yelled at and getting called the worst names you could possibly think of. Any bad name you could think of, Zayn calls me it. Probably 10x worse. Inspired by Wicked Games (Zayn Malik)

" Don't make no fucking excuses!. What did you tell Mrs. Dawson?!" he asked pulling out his whip "No.. nothing father" I said studdering " 5 whips for lying... She called here and said you needed a ride and something about your ankle.. I want you to stop faking! pull down your pants and panties now" he said sounding disappointed.. " But father I promise you I didn't tell her anything! I swear to you!" I said crying. " Justin and Dustin come hold her down please!" Father Avery said to them.. And that's what they did.. They pulled down my pants and then panties.. Father Avery Struck me with the whip 5 times .. making me bleed with each hit.. I couldnt move after he was finished I just laid there crying.. " No food for 3 days. No talking to anyone. No looking at anyone. If I hear of anyone of those things. I'm killing you. " He said walking away.. I cried as I barley made my way to my room . I laid in bed on my stomach as I ache. I couldn't move.. I ran me a hot bath and laid in it for a while but that didn't help. There was no help for me.. No one wants me here on earth Why won't he kill me?!.. I don't deserve to live any longer. I laid in bed and cried myself to sleep .. 3 days without food.. I'm going to starve . Just a few more months and I can be out of this place. After Killing Her Mother In A Car Crash 17 year old Bianca Father Abandoned Her. Now A Family Of Powerful And Cruel people are raising her. They Beat And Rape Her when they please. but a new teacher. is in town and trying to help Bianca, but there's one thing holding m

The story of my life as it goes through its ups and downs, but I dont have a normal life. I've been abused, left behind, and forgotten. Please read I am trying to spread the word of abuse and let everyone know that it is real and it is wrong.

Don't read if you're under 13! Lots of sexual content ;)

This is by H28 on onedirectionfanfiction.com it's wonderful and I hope you like it as much as me. Recommended for 17+

"Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend Somewhere along in the bitterness And I would have stayed up with you all night Had I known how to save a life" Harry Styles may seem like the happiest boy. Fame, fortune, and all the girls he could want. But behind hidden doors, he's broken. He's broken on the inside and no amount of love or patience could fix him. When he can't turn to his family, and he can't turn to the boys, he needs to find a place to vent his anger and depression. He starts a blog on a website called Tumblr, where no one knows who he is. No one can expect you to be a womanizer or role model if they don't know you're actually Harry Styles. Louis has no clue why Harry has been in his room a lot. He has no clue why Harry's always wearing tight skinny jeans instead of the baggy ones he knew the curly boy loved. But what happens when Louis walks in to ask Harry a question and finds the boy's Tumblr open? How is he supposed to handle this? Not only is his best mate living a secret online life, but he is suffering depression and has been hurting himself in so many ways. Louis can't confront him, so he does what he thinks is the right thing. He starts a blog, and starts messaging Harry anonymously. Harry seems a bit cheerier in the morning, and even starts smiling again. But what happens when they fall in love with each other, but Harry doesn't know that "CleverUsername" is actually his best mate? With love, drama, hate, and depression, can anyone ever be happy with the one they love? And most importantly, can Louis learn how to save a life?