***Warning: Scenes of a VIOLENT and SEXUAL content*** His hands were reddened by the blood he shed. His name was blackened by his town's harsh labels. But his heart was pure. And his heart was hidden safely under his leather armor, the armor she helped pry off him. Twitter: @Atlantis094 Cover image: @halcyon All Rights Reserved © 2013

"Calum, why is everyone in this town so afraid of you?" [this isn't scary i promise]

My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.

I winced as he forcefully grabbed my hips, pushing me up against the brick wall. "W-who are you?" I choked out. His grip on my waist tightened, making the pain much greater. Who was he? What was he doing to me? The deep voice chuckled. "I could say so may things." My attacker lent down, his hot breath tickling my ear. "Your worst nightmare. All that shit. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah." I could feel cheek on mine, it was an abnormal temperature, freezing cold. "What do you want from me?" I shouted at him. My eyes raked over his features again and again. He had brown hair that hung naturally in disheveled tightly bound ringlets. I couldn't help but feel something other than fear stir in my stomach when I looked into red eyes. My clouded thoughts made it impossible to put a name on the emotion, though. His fingers stroked my neck, circling the same spot, over and over again. "Don't worry, baby girl. You won't feel a thing." The human looking creature opened his mouth wide and lowered it down to my neck. I could feel his teeth grazing my jugular vain. "Please don't!" I spoke loud. Loud enough to make him startle. He laughed and backed away. Now that I could see his full body, the emotion that bubbled deep inside of me gave itself a label. Attraction. Despite the situation, I couldn't help but feel infatuated with him. When I looked at his inhumane features, I saw beauty. He was beautiful. © All Rights Reserved To LuciaPayne_1D ( Trailer Here- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vqkwVzm8RTM&sns=tw ) (Cover made by 'ImmatureLad')

*Sequel to Niall Horan Is My Guitar Teacher?!?* *COMPLETED* Some say people change. Some say that it is just from growing up. Ever since Elizabeth left Niall and the lads for her world tour she has completely changed herself. She tries to keep contact with the lads but its no use. The time differences and trust issues are a problem. Especially with her new manager, Ann, not allowing her to talk to them anymore. She forgets about them and continues on with her world tour. But when she bumps into the lads she is completely shocked and so are they. She isn’t the same person she was before. Niall is trying to get her back. Zayn is trying to figure out his feelings for Liz. Liz finds out she has another brother. Louis tries to steal Liz's oreos without Liz noticing. If you want to see what will happen on their crazy adventure read Everything Has Changed.

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."

[on going] What if one boy could flip your whole world around in just a matter of weeks? [first posted July 2, 2013] I'm baaacckkk and we are finishing this story. Rewrite also potentially coming... (Jan 10, 2025 return)

{BOOK THREE TO PICTURE THIS & SECOND SNAPSHOT} 'Capture my heart in a vintage photo frame. Frame it in only the best and love it with all of your heart. I dare you, to promise me you'll be mine forever. It doesn't take much. Just capture my heart and keep it. We can make some memories worth keeping on the way.' Secrets. How would you feel if you knew that pretty much all the people that you thought never would, were keeping secrets from you? There's something being hidden. And it's something big. And Ashley's determined to find out what. But it's not only what she wasn't told, it's what was lied to her about. It always seems to be the people she least expects. It's not only the fact that she really doesn't know as much about her past, present and future as she thought, someone's determined to make sure of three things. One: That she remains as clueless as she has done for years. Two: That her life is a mysterious living hell. Three: That she's put into so much jeopardy and sabotage that she can't take it anymore and crumbles underneath the pressure of being stalked and sabotaged. Basically, they want to make her go completely mad. At first it was all fine and dandy, it was a fresh start, a new life as a happy couple doing well for themselves, but for Ashley, you can run from your past, but it'll always be there to catch you up in the end. But it's not just her, one target would never be enough, it pays off to kill off at least for a while the ones close to her. So just how long can Niall and Ashley take the pressures of this crazy life? It's not just their lives' that are hanging in the balance; their relationship is doomed for murder too. Life isn't about fighting off the bad anymore, it's about preventing it in the first place. And sometimes, you really can't trust anyone anymore, even if you want to. After all, you're more vulnerable when you're standing alone.

in which a boy and a girl meet in the hospital, where they feel farthest from home. but they soon find home in each other.