[COMPLETED] [SHORT STORY] ❝I was starting to fall for him...but for all I know, we could be thousands of miles away❞ ************ Copyright © 2014: All Rights Reserved to @gymnasliam [from may 2014 to november 2014]

❖1950's❖ It was wrong, so very wrong. I knew that I shouldn't have felt the way I did towards him, but I did. I couldn't help it. No matter how inappropriate and corrupt our relationship was, I could not let go. He had my heart and soul, everything really. The only problem was he worked for my father. He was a servant. A worker. A laborer. Highest rank: #185 in Fanfiction *One of my first stories so please don't hate on it too much!*

OPPOSITES IS NOW AVAILABLE IN PAPERBACK & eBOOK ON ALL AMAZON.COM PLATFORMS !! Due to it finally being paperback-published, I decided to delete the last chapter. I'm sorry, I hope you understand! ~ "I hate dancing with all my heart." "I hate dancing, too." "At least we have something in common." The thought of being something other than a ballerina never occurred to Melody. As she fights for one chance of happiness, she finds herself lying and manipulating twenty-year-old artist Zayn Malik, who has an undying hatred for dancing and relationships. So, who's going to pay the price? Opposites is a heart-wrenching novel about challenging your instincts, knowing that love may be the center of the universe, and learning the bitter truth through betrayal.

A tale in which is portrayed how fate can trick us all. Warning: This fanfiction will contain mature content.Also this writing is for entertainment purposes only. All rights reserved ©-paperdoll 2015 Begin : 01.05.2015 Ended : Ongoing

We crave what we can't have, fall for ones we can't have, can't control our feelings... but that's the beauty in it, despite predicting the coming downfall. "Things forbidden have a secret charm." EDITED. First book I wrote, try not to be as hard on me. Began: 03.2015 Ended: 26.02.2016 Warning: This story will contain mature content such as: explicit language, violence, drugs, death, and sexual content. Don't read if you're uncomfortable. This writing is for entertainment purposes only. All rights reserved ©Zaynsbabez 2015

He's the one who goes to every show of hers. He's the one who bets his money on her. He's the one who takes risks of his getting kicked out of the band just to watch her. And he's the one who she despises the most. Janice William Dales is not your average 20 year old who cares about getting married to her one true love. No. She's different. She fights for a living. She fights HARD to make ends meet. While most of the girls of that age care about their love life, she cares about her fighting life. She doesn't know if she'll live to see the next day, but she still fights. And did I mention she absolutely hates Zayn Malik? So, what will happen when the two cross each other's paths? Will there be love or hate? Will there be fire or fireworks? Will Zayn be able to break down her walls? Or will she build up a higher wall?

"You meet a lot of temporary people in this lifetime, I don't want you to be one of them."

Scarlet McCormack just moved from California, USA to London, England to attend a private boarding school on a soccer scolorship. What happens when she becomes best friend with Niall Horan of One Direction and moves in with him? Shes forced to live with the one person she despises...Zayn Malik. To her, he's just another player looking for a one night stand with some hot mess he picked up at the bar. Forced to live under the same roof, Zayn find him self wanting the one person he cant stand. Scarlet. But when Scarlets broken life surfaces, Zayn is the only one to see it. Can he help her put it back together? Can she open her eyes to see the man Zayn really is? To help him over come himself? Or will they let their hatred come between them?

"Too innocent, it's captivating," he mumbled, forehead resting against mine, fingers in my skirt's belt loops. "It's weird, doll. You feel like home." *** In which he's a short-tempered man, and she's a little bundle of innocence. She felt like the home he never had. And he was the attention she never thought of getting. © -deluxezayn

His eyes were deep and dark and captivating. His silence said much more than any words he could've spoken. Why was Kaya so drawn to Zayn? Why did she feel like she needed to know more about him and his life? It was a nagging feeling that she had. "Speak to him," it told her. "Get to know him more. Unravel him." So she did. But little did Kaya know, that the twisted life of Zayn Malik was something she would soon regret being entangled in. - ** The ongoing sequel to Entangled is now on my page - hope you enjoy! **