She was different. She didn’t fit in with the rest of us with her pale white skin that made her appearance more pronounce and eerily beautiful or those strange mismatched eyes of hers that seemed as if it seen too much. Each time I saw her, she was often alone either sitting on the bench underneath the weeping willow tree reading a book or always around that petite girl who seemed fragile next to her. I don’t know what is it with this particular girl who never once sported a smile but always with that hard expression that intrigued me. Mesmerized with the way she moved stealthily through the halls, I knew this little fascination I had of her was going to get me into serious deep trouble. The question was…how deep will my grave be to seek that trouble of fascination? © Copyright 2014 All Rights Reserved

Skye was close with her dad. He was not only her father, but her best friend and her second half. When her father is diagnosed with cancer, Skye's life begins to crumble. For the next two years, her life is a cliché, a roller coaster that has its ups and downs, its twists and turns, as her father battles cancer and her mother turns to alcohol and violence. But after two years, Skye has had enough. Face down in the dirt, she said "this doesn't hurt," she said "I've finally had enough." #14 fob 5/10/18 #24 falloutboy 5/16/18 A Patrick Stump / Fall Out Boy Fanfiction / complete ✓ WC: 52,882

[ ziall; completed ] "i am worse than the cigarettes" his whisper is a ghost against my ear. "you know how toxic i am, but you don't care, but it's only because you love the feeling of me on your lips." i couldn't find the air in my lungs to reply, he was right. our love seemed to be destroying me faster than i was on my own. © caumet

it all began when she lost her mind.

(completed) warning: contains self harm/self-loathing "Why do you keep hurting yourself like this?" "Because, Zayn, I deserve it." "Niall, you can't possibly believe that." "Everyone believes it, Zayn. Nobody will ever love me the way Harry loves Louis. The way Liam loves Sophia. The-the way you love P-Perrie." Niall whispered the last part. "I'll love you like that," Zayn whispered softly. * Niall is depressed, suicidal, lonely and mistreated by fans but Zayn is there to help. Book one in Saving Niall series. (Currently editing as of May 29, 2016)

Niall Horan deals with homophobic assholes every day at school, that is until some new douche bag shows up. Zayn Malik is a 'bad boy' as he likes to call himself, and Niall can't help but be attracted to him, but this bad boy isn't exactly a human. Zayn is a fallen angel. Sent to protect Niall from the people that want to kill him, and maybe, just maybe fall in love with the blonde weirdo. Copyright © 2013 Ocaen

Niall hates his neighbor, Zayn Malik. He's covered in tattoos, smokes more than anyone Niall knows, and spends all of his time at the local tattoo parlor called Urban Ink. They spend most of their time yelling at each other, until Niall gets dragged into Urban Ink through an unfortunate series of events that may change Niall's heart forever. Or, the one where Niall slowly falls for Zayn and Zayn has secretly loved Niall since the beginning, but it's not easy or smooth sailing at all.

12 April 1934, The Horan family was found brutally murdered in their house. Wife and husband had been gagged and maimed before being shot in the head. Their 17-year old son, Niall Horan, was found in his bedroom's closet. He had been gagged and maimed too, but far worse than his parents. A horrendous smile was cut on his face, his eyes burned away. The murderer was never found. 80 years later, 18-year old Zayn Malik has just moved into the little cottage he bought. It literally is his dream house, in the middle of the countryside, close to the woods. Now he can finally relax on his own, away from his parents and the city... Or so he thought. Not long after he moved to his new house, Zayn starts noticing weird things. He starts seeing unnatural things, nightmares afflict his dreams every night and, what is the tale of the boy, murdered in his very house? Warning: lots of blood. It's boyxboy! Please don't read if you don't like it. This is a work of fiction, so before you send hate, remember 'you can never lie in fiction' Cover made by PartOfMyHeart

" He said he was scared of commitment, but he had tattoos all over his skin. I guess he didn't see me as a work of art. Or maybe he didn't think the pain was worth it. " © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder (@calumcamel on Wattpad or @tintedhes on Twitter).

18 year old, Ivory James had to decide to live with her mother or father after they had filed a divorce. Choosing to live with her father she packs up her things and says a goodbye to the mother and little brother she was leaving behind. Moving into a new home in the middle of an almost abandoned town, she finds herself dreading the decision she made. The town gave almost everyone who lived there a bad feeling. One night when her father worked late she found handprints covering her mirror, of course she ignored it for a while, but as she saw that the amount of handprints on the mirror was increasing she cleaned the mirror, or so she tried. The handprints didn’t go away. That night before she went to bed she pressed her ear to the cold surface and tapped three times, the sounds of echoes was all she heard. After her father approached the sleeping girl and left a kiss on her forehead she sat in bed, as she did she heard three taps coming from the bathroom. The sight of what she saw on the mirror frightened her, that’s when she realized the handprints she saw were coming from, Behind the Mirror…