Juliet was just a normal high school girl who was ready for summer. She had all of it planned out. She would spend some time with her friends and her family. That was until the night Mr. Hayes came into her life. Juliet never expected to be given away to a man that she knew nothing about. She never thought that she would be doing any of the things she does while with Mr. Hayes. --------------------------------------------------------------------- "Look if it is about last night I don't think that we should let that happen again." He looked up to me with confusion. He slowly got out of his chair and made his way to me. "What do you mean?" He asked. "Well you only did it because I looked at someone. Why was that a bad thing? You think you own me and that is not true." I backed up from him but he followed. I got all the way to the door and he blocked me in with his arms. This is not good. "What if I don't want to stop?" He asked narrowing his eyes at me. "I don't care. I don't think this should go any farther. I don't know you and you don't-" he grabbed my face and kissed me hard. I tried to push him back but he pinned my arms above my head.

"I don't know what to do. How do I fix her, when she won't even look me in the eye?" "Do you still have that box she dug up?" "Yea, why?" "I think you need to help her remember by re-telling her the both of your story. Walk her through your time capsule." ******************************************************************************************* THIS IS THE SEQUEL TO TIME CAPSULE!! READ THAT FIRST BEFORE YOU READ THIS!!! Warning- This story contains sexual content, drug references, violence, and abuse. Read with CAUTION!

One day in his hotel room, Niall gets a package of twenty one letters. Twenty one letters about a girl who poured her heart out to Niall, a girl who is dying inside and is trying to fix herself again. As Niall begins to read, and the letters begin to run out, he finds himself knowing and loving this girl, all the while knowing that one day, he's going to have to stop reading. Because she stopped writing.

I was a new me and I didn't care I was getting worse and I knew it I was moving on and fully aware I was broken and I hid it I was wanted and I was rare I was lonely and I lied about it I was fierce, cold to the bone, and bare Most importantly, I was Winter Air.

Molly Winter is working hard to earn money for her art studies. Even with her troubled family and dark future prospects she stays optimistic. One very early foggy morning in London everything changes. Her path of life crosses the Irish boy band member Niall Horan's, who seems to be her very own 'Irish Guardian Angel'. As she discovers, he is in fact a world-known celebrity, her life will never be the same. This is a story of one's destiny, facing true love, keeping secrets and overcoming tough times in life. All Rights Reserved 2012 © arietem [please bear over with me - this story was the first I ever wrote...]

Jordan and her best friend unexpectedly get to hang with one direction. There is an instant spark between Niall and Jordan. The two go through many things together - good and bad- but they always makeup. One day will sorry not be enough?

[✓] ∥ "What do you fear most?" At my childish question, she smiles and looks down. In all honesty, I thought we were going to have to stay there all night, that she wouldn't find an answer until the sun comes out. But to my surprise, she looks back up at me within seconds, the smile I fell in love with no longer adorning her face. "Myself." **Warning: contains strong language, drug use and inexplicit sexual content. Copyright © 2014-2016 by funkystyles

Everything she never wanted for him to become, But she's everything he's ever wanted. But who will cave in? You only get one chance to Change 'Falling for you was the biggest mistake of my life, you lied to me!'

Every girl wants a bad boy who will be good just for her, and every boy wants a good girl who will be bad just for him. © niallchapel. All rights reserved.

"I don't know I just got that feeling about him. You know how your favourite song comes on and you just have to dance?" •........................................................• This is entirely a fictional story and resemblance to any other story is a matter of coincidence. Contains sexual content, if you're not comfortable with it I suggest you don't read it. All copyrights belong to @niall_horan_smiles