self explanatory really, horoscopes from my two favorite bands

It will be some what weird. I have little clue about who I'm writing about. Enjoy!

I saw him immediately . When I arrived he was already there. Tall guy, blond hair and a smile that made me burn inside. I didn't know him. Never saw him before. But I hope I would see him more often.

Evie Jones was seemingly in tact. Her life was a representation of perfection. Niall Horan was seemingly self-assured. His life a representation of indifference. On the outside, they were ideal; in no way flawed. But that was the outside- A mirage of falsity. Evie and Niall were platonic. An innocent friendship between two neighbours. But what happens when the outside walls begin to crumble and their built up perfections vanish? Will they step away? Or will they find love and stay? Niall Horan AU - this is fiction. *NOT TRANSLATING* This story will deal with issues that may cause personal triggers - depression, anxiety, and other mental disorders. If you struggle with any of these things, don't hesitate to talk to someone (a professional). You are loved and have a purpose.

A girl who's life is turned upside down. ( By the way I'm going off of Maximum Ride)

19 year old Paige is going to you New York for detective training. But this trip has gone all wrong. She suddenly found herself in the middle of a murder.

Sorries.

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

This story is about a 16 year old girl. She has no family or friends for one reason she does not know yet. She is a shape shifter. As she seeks her skills and form them she falls in love. She does not know who it is, she just feels it. For all she knows she's the only shape shifter in the rest of the world.

23 year old Jazz has just signed up for the marines as a trainer and handler for an IED dog. But when she is assigned Ajax a 8 month old Belgian Malinois her demeanor changes and now she has to protect her Ajax and a whole platoon of soldiers.