Sometimes love can get tainted, it just happens out of nowhere... (completed) warning: typos galore! Unedited. - HIGHEST RANKINGS! Zayn #1 Selena #2 Zayn #5 Mafia #15 Possessive #26 Selena #10

[COMPLETE] ❝Of all the races I've started, loving him is the one I never want to finish.❞ In this re-imagination of my most popular story, Arielle Hawthorne lives for the rush of illegal street racing--fast cars, high stakes, and zero attachments. Zayn Malik lives the same life, but with a swagger and ego that drives her crazy. He's cocky, reckless, and too damn charming for his own good. To Arielle, he's a distraction she doesn't need. To Zayn, she's unlike anyone he's ever met--fierce, untouchable, and irresistible. Their rivalry is electric. Their chemistry? Dangerous. Thrown together by circumstance--and a need to survive--Arielle and Zayn are forced to rely on each other as rival crews close in, and the police threaten to shut everything down. But the biggest threat might not be the streets. As their connection deepens into something raw and undeniable, others will do anything to keep them apart. Love was never part of the plan. But in a world where loyalty is rare and betrayal is around every corner, falling for each other might be the most reckless risk of all. { this is a standalone re-imagination of my other story, Supersonic. It's recommended you read that before this, but not necessary } WARNING: This story has scenes of violence, mature content, plenty! of descriptive sexual content, drug use/references, and foul language. Please read at your own discretion ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: there is mention of sexual assault within this story more than once Started: August 13th, 2016 Finished: July 1, 2022

[DRAFT] now available on amazon! ❝if you're lonely in your bed, i'll fill it up to the top, baby.❞ an arrogant college football player named zayn malik finally meets his match when he crosses paths with the beautiful, headstrong cashmere rawlings. this is one game zayn might lose, and zayn doesn't lose.

❝she fell in the depths of love with the vigorous monster. and she liked it.❞ Inspired by @lousmoment ©katrynzjm All Rights Reserved

Taking place at the Bates Motel, Violet Bates and her family recently buy a motel just on the coast of Oregon. Word gets out around White Pine Bay that the motel is now vacant. Things are going well for the Bates, business and all, but when Violet starts fraternizing with a mysterious man that lurks around the motel, things start to get bizarre.

Charlotte Forster is happy living her life in Dubai. Skyscrapers that reach the clouds, fast large cars and shopping malls that went on for miles had become her love. That was before Justin Bieber exploded into her life with all his money, fame and fans completely changing everything. [will contain strong language throughout] [Book 1 of the Heat series ❤️]

Slow updates. Ongoing.

••• Zayn takes the glass of wine from my hand, ditching it on the table, then pulls me closer to him, his hot mint breath fanning on my face. "I'm jealous of the cherries that have just been in your mouth," Zayn gets closer to me, our faces only few inches away from each other, "that they get to make your lips so red," he pulls at my bottom lip with his teeth, teasing me, which made my breathing hitch and I feel a rush of lustful wetness going down to my core. "They're everything I crave these days." He murmurs against my lips. His hands slide over the wide , smooth curve of my hips. He lets our lips collide for less than a minute, then pulls away. "This must be what addict feels like...wanting to stop, but not being able to..." And he kisses me again, I press my lips harder against his, as a shiver of delight snakes through me when I feel him press back harder. Daring myself, I open my mouth. So does he, and the kiss deepens. ••• She was darkness and he was darkness. He has learnt to run from what he feels, and that's why he has nightmares. To deny is to invite madness. To accept is to control. Control. Control his desires that ruined him once. Control himself when it comes to liquor. Control himself when it comes to her. But he failed. She surrendered herself to him, to arms that were too strong, lips too bruising, fate that moved too fast. She has never been through emotions such as joy, fear, madness, excitement, but with him, she knew that she'll feel them all. But she didn't know that she'll also feel love. She loved him. She loved his eyes, loved the glittery brown that God has sprinkled gold dust in them. they had secrets. She wanted them. She wanted him. He was only hooked up on the taste of liquor on her mouth, not her, once he realizes that he's going back to an addiction and creating a new one, he does what he does best, he goes away.

in which i share beautiful and unique words to include in your stories.

"Mine. Mine. Mine..." In which Zayn goes a little too far for the woman he wants. *will contain mature and triggering content*