Elizabeth is a normal, seventeen year old girl. She seems confident and strong on the outside, but on the inside, she's broken. Her step-dad started abusing her after her mother died, that was eight years ago. She was forced to move to Ireland with her step-dad. Elizabeth is ready to give up on everything. When she gets to Ireland, she meets a new hope... And hopefully, he can be the light in her darkness. ~*~ Warning: This story will contain: language, self-harm, abuse, suicidal thoughts, and sexual content. If you don't like reading that kind of stuff, please do not read this(:

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…

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[THE SEQUEL IS UP NOW, IT'S CALLED BIRDS] Maddie was just an ordinary girl. She worked in a music shop, and she sang at a pub to save some money. And then she met him. Let's say he wasn't as ordinary, because you can't say that singing in big stadiums and attending awards ceremonies is ordinary at all. I guess that's why she couldn't stand him. She thought he was just the typical arrogant kind of boy who thought he got it all. But there was some other reason why she didn't want him to get any closer to her, something he didn't know. However, if there's something I'm certain of, is that they weren't as different as they thought. They both loved music with passion, they both had strong personalities. And the most important thing of all, they both needed someone to keep them warm.

It was a normal day as Cassidy Morgan was going about her life, but of course, bad things always seem to happen. To top it off, she even gets hit by a car, but where will life lead her when the driver is revealed to be Niall Horan? It's the beginning of a journey that both are excited to begin together, but it soon becomes clear that not everyone is too thrilled with the new couple.... [A Niall Horan Fan Fiction] [Copyright 2013] [All Rights Reserved] •Best Rankings: #1 in NiallFanFic 06.21.2020 *The Sequel, Forever Now, is Now Available!

Brooke and her best friend Sarah manage to buy tickets to see One Direction in concert. Brooke's in the very back of the stadium, struggling to see her favorite member of the band, Niall Horan. But suddenly, she feels a tap on her shoulder. What happens next she never could have predicted.

In which a sarcastic girl with a secret fear of touching meets a rebellious, lilac haired boy who can't seem to keep his hands off her. (last updated 2020)

I was just another fan to him. I didn't think by sending that one little tweet to Niall Horan, 1/5 of the famous boy band One Direction, my life would change forever. I was nothing special. Just like any other 17 year old girl. Hands touch, eyes meet and apparently, he saw something special in me.

Yes, I lost my father and he was the best man in the whole world. Yes, I have a stepmother who is a witch and whom I hate most passionately. Yes, I have two stepsisters that are a pain in my arse and who lost their brains when they were little. Yes, my life is like a cliché from a bloody fairy tale, but you know what is missing? The fucking Prince Charming! And where is he? Nowhere to be found! Probably he's dancing in his palace with a stupid and empty-headed Barbie. Arsehole. Who needs him, anyways? Certainly, not me. I'm almost Cinderella, but you can call me Ella. BOOK #1 in the Aware Princess Series flower: Gladiolus, t symbolises "Strength of character, honour, conviction."

{book 1} ✓ - ❝ Once upon a time… Wait, are you shitting me? This story doesn’t start like this. On the contrary! This story is about a girl who thought had enough of men but, of course, her words backfired on her face. Yeah, this girl is me. An average girl… Okay, not so average, more insane, I would say. Whatever. This is my story and if you want to know what happened, keep reading, because it all started with an eating contest. ❞