{COMPLETE} The lovely architecture and notoriously posh people of Bath are helpful distractions from the thousands of secrets slipping whispered into ears and written on notes. Everyone has a secret, and some have more than others... If anyone knows about keeping secrets, it would be Liam, Niall, Harry, Zayn and Louis; they've been keeping big secrets since the summer between years seven and eight, when their best friend Lars, an older and popular lad that played rugby, disappeared. They thought they had their secrets under wraps... until they begin getting notes and messages from "King," a certain secret someone who seems to know all their secrets; the big ones, the small ones and everything in between, long buried ones that only Lars knew. Now their secrets don't seem so secret... And the safety of keeping secrets? Well, it doesn't seem that safe anymore. **WARNING: bullying, homosexuality, eating disorders, and the like are included. Read at your own risk!**

Mercy and Harry are two diffrent people who fell deeply in love with each other. Will Mercy be able to get Harry out of his dark world? Will Harry be able to fix her broken heart? Will they heal each other's scars? Will they fix each other? Or will they break each other even more?

Ever since day one, there was a spark. Maybe I was the only one who had noticed at the time, but many people caught on. Now there was a whole rumor about it. Every single one of my fans knew about it, though they took different sides. Some thought I loved Eleanor, some thought I loved Harry. "Larry" and "Elounor" shippers came about, fighting each other daily to be right, not like the happy family my fans had originally called themselves. This split that family right down the middle. Everyone thought they knew everything about me, and everything about my relationships and love life. The truth is, only I knew the whole story. Only I knew what I felt inside. Cover by my boo: @5SecondsOfCuddles © 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. For permission, contact _ParisLights_ on Wattpad.com

Louis has a habit of not complaining. Harry hates it because, sometimes if you don’t complain, bad things happen; like ending up in the ICU. This is the OFFICIAL VERSION please note that there are four or five R rated scenes that have been moved to another site to keep this story un-privated. The links are provided in the appropriate places in the story where you can read them. Please check my bio for the link to the translations! These include POLISH (Polski), SPANISH (Español), ITALIAN (Italiano), FRENCH (Français), RUSSIAN (русский), CZECH, CHINESE (中国的), ROMANIAN (român), PORTUGUESE (português), BRAZILIAN PORTUGUESE (português do Brasil) SLOVAK (slovenská), DUTCH (Nederlands), GERMAN (Deutsch) Direct link to translation masterpost is: http://room_317.livejournal.com

What would you do if your best friend committed suicide? What would you do if there was no way that you could help them? All there is left, is 199 letters. The only thing they left behind for you. © 2014, Ashley (larrystyIinson), All rights reserved

Motel 6- where you may find cockroaches in the showers, questionable food in the vending machine, and maybe, possibly, some love along the way. © Copyright 2017. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com.

Agent Niall James Horan dedicate his life to protect his beloved country Ireland. He is loyal, bright, light on his feet, a martial art expert, diligent, technology expert, young, handsome and headstrong. He is the perfect agent. But, being a perfect agent does not mean that he is perfect; he admit that ever since he started his career, he felt hollow like a polo. Hollow because, he could never love a person, and could never feel what it's like to be loved. They said that, when you enter this field, your love-life is practically non-existent. Niall learned that what they is true, and he had to learn it the hard way; the person that he thought was forever, was shot right between the eyes when he was taken as a hostage in a mission. He was hollow. He was an agent with no heart. Until he met Harry.

{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. ❞

The town of Salem, Louisiana is a quaint little town. No more than forty people live in it. To most, Salem doesn't even exist, in fact it's not even on the map. It's been six years and five days since a single traveler passed through. So when five strangers bus breaks down they're welcomed with open arms by some, and others not so much. They have to wait a whole month till a part for their buses engine comes in. The only good part about this is nobody knows who they are. One month in a quiet town without being famous sounds like heaven on earth for the boys.

The foot steps got closer and I started to run. Just before I could make it to the trail a pair of cold hands went around my waist. I opened my mouth to scream then one of then covered my mouth. The person pulled me back farther into the woods as I was kicking and trying to get away. I almost seemed weightless to the person. They carried me with no troubles. After awhile we entered a dark house and the person sat me down. I back up against the wall looking at the door. "Don't think about it" He said. His voice was deep and seductive. "Why did you bring me here?" I asked wanting to hear his voice again. "Its simple.." He said walking closer to me. He put his hands on the sides of my face. I started breathing heavy waiting for what was going to happen next. He closed his eyes and using this opportunity I pushed him off of me and ran out the door.