When Worlds Conclude - WWC3
"No matter where I go or who I meet, I will always be uncontrollably, helplessly, foolishly in love with you."
"No matter where I go or who I meet, I will always be uncontrollably, helplessly, foolishly in love with you."
[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...
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...
In which cool kids don't dance, but they sure do fall in love. (slow updates)
"Smoking is bad for you." I mumble. He turns his attention to me and I suddenly feel myself hold my breath. "I don't really give a fuck, sweetheart." RATED R & SEXUAL CONTENT if you feel uncomfortable then please don't read. also no translating this story unless you ask me first.
"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]
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...
"There's no such thing as soul mates. I mean just because someone is perfect for you doesn't mean you're meant to be with them. The thing about love is that it's unexpected - the best kind anyway."
"Zayn," he spoke, smoke leaving his lips once again as he dropped the cigarette to the ground, stepping on it with his dark boots. His hand darted in between us as he awaited a response. "January," I said faintly, grabbing his hand. "Nice," he chuckled, making the first move to release my cold fingers. H...
"You meet a lot of temporary people in this lifetime, I don't want you to be one of them."