»HIER SPRICHT DER ZODIAC.« Die amerikanische Großstadt San Francisco wird von einer Reihe von Morden erschüttert und versetzt die Stadt in Angst und Schrecken, doch der Polizei fehlen handfeste Hinweise auf den Täter - bis Briefe bei lokalen Zeitungen eintreffen, in welchen der Autor, der sich selbst als Zodiac bezeichnet, auf makabre Weise sich zu den Morden bekennt. Der Zodiac Killer führt ein bestialisches Spiel, und San Francisco ist sein Schachfeld.

‹The sound of heavy drums, guitar riffs and muffled screaming kept me awake yet another night. "You got to be kidding me", I groaned to myself as I turned around in my bed to face the small clock on a table next to me. 3am. "I'm going to kill 'em." Yes, I was talking to myself. Yes, it was 3am and the thought of another sleepless night nearly drove me insane. Yes, I was going to get up now. Yes, I felt quite pathetic. [...] Before I could overthink the whole thing I was already standing in front of his house. Ringing the door bell. Once. Twice. Still loud music. A third time. Silence. Lovely. A few moments later the door flew open, exposing a lanky boy, dressed all black and white and with a mess of hair. "Yeah?", he looked slightly confused. Probably he didn't even recognize me. "Right, if you guys could just please stop playing music for like two hours or just turn down the volume a bit - I know it's Punk and it's probably like super uncool to listen to quiet Punk but really there are people that actually go to school and can't sleep through the whole day ..." I kept on rambling a bit, I wasn't shouting but I was surely angry. Sleep was a sensitve topic to me. "You know we're not just listening to music, we're doing music." he stated as I finally finished.›

Noah meets Matty at the art exhibition of her best friend, little does she know how much trouble that boy will cause her. (Where's the fun in doing what your told anyway, innit)

Renee Delilah Parker has always been an average girl. She had average grades, she was funny and a basic tomboy. Her mother sends her to spend the Summer in Mullingar, with her paranoid grandmother, her grumpy grandfather and her slutty cousin. She doesn't want to do anything but stay inside all day on Tumblr. It all changes for her when she meets Niall Horan, the bad boy. Niall's tattoos, his attitude and his flirty ways annoy her, but she can't help the attraction he feels towards him. They're complete opposites: he's the punk bad boy, while she's the goody two-shoes. Soon, he shows her what his life is all about: skating, smoking, drinking, partying, drugs and sex. The normal life of a teenage dirtbag. Without either of them noticing, the start to fall in love. But what will happen when she'll have to leave Mullingar, to go back to London? Is it just a fling for them, just a normal summer love? Find out in Teenage Dirtbag. A punk Niall Horan fan fiction.