"we're all a little broken, and that's okay." I haven't seen him, talked to him, or even heard of him since that day. I've pushed people away, because they couldn't fill in that emptiness I felt inside when he wasn't there. I feel broken.

"Skin like porcelain, hair silky and long, manners be perfect, or you'll surely be gone." (cover by moonxriver)

"Boys will be boys and there is nothing you can do about it" Zayn Malik has always been a player and has never been in a real relationship before. He has many one night stands that of course mean nothing to him and although it hurts the girls, he couldn't care less. But when Genevieve Clark comes along, will things change? or will he forever remain the same? Things become more complicated when Zayn finds out that fellow band member, Louis Tomlinson also has a thing or two for Genevieve. Will it become a rowdy competition or will they let fate choose? What happens when Genevieve get's caught in a love triangle? Will Zayn and Louis let one girl come between their friendship? Will Genevieve find out her true feelings or will her feelings mess everything up? ~ Find out in “Be Mine” This book contains swearing and sexual content! Read at own risk*** book 1 out of 2 © LiveLaughLove110 2014

A story in which a boy with a past meets a girl with a need to help others. [ slowly editing ]

[COMPLETED✓] When Abigale's father can't afford her going to college, she finds herself searching for work. She ends up being a nanny for the one and only Malik family, the richest family of Bradford. Will she be able to handle them? Especially Zayn Malik and his well known ways of breaking multiple hearts. A story with hate, betrayal, lies, but maybe also a bit of love... WARNING: UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING. I wrote this when I was 14! This means bad grammar and a sometimes confusing storyline. ©adoringzayn, All Rights Reserved. #1 zaynmalikfanfic (13/04/2019)

''When the devil and the angel come together; humanity is born'' Mature content.

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

When you've crossed every line possible. Where does that leave you? Zayn and Melony have been through a lot, trying to find themselves and each other. Things seem to be going well for them. It almost seems too 'good to be true' at times. Maybe it is. Maybe it isn't. Will it last, or will the lines they crossed before, come back to haunt them? Sequel to Crossed Lines. Rankings: # 23 in malik out of 46.7K stories # 50 in zayn out of 77.1K stories # 60 in zaynmalik out of 57.8K stories # 198 in interracial out of 20.3K stories # 417 in Mature out of 83K stories # 1 in Melony out of 56 Stories

He was danger. She was innocence. He was fire and she was the water that wanted to put him out. But what happens when his fire spreads and she ends up getting burned? __ Nadiyah Valentino was everything anyone could ever want to be. Independent, successful, and shockingly beautiful. Her do-gooder attitude and confidence is what scares most men away from the African-American - Italian beauty .. every man except Giovanni. When mafia leader Giovanni meets Nadiyah at a club, from the moment she slapped him across the face he knew one thing and one thing only - she had to be his. He was willing to do anything and everything to claim her as his own. Will Nadiyah fall for his bad boy approach or will Giovanni have to force her to be his, find out in Dangerous Hearts!

Forced to move, Ember Evergreen has to say goodbye to her best friend. She never thought she would see him again and it broke her heart. 10 years later, winning a raffle in New York she finds herself in a peculiar situation. She had won concert tickets, quickly recognizing the name on them. Harry Styles. She'll be able to see him again, but there's no way he remembers her... right? "The air in my lungs seemed to be stolen as I saw Harry, he seemed so different yet the same. Of course I had always been caught up with him, and knew what he looked like throughout the years. But seeing him in person was so... surreal. Never in my life had I thought I would ever see him again. He had a huge grin plastered on his face, his dimples cutting into his cheeks. His bunny teeth seemed cute as ever, his tall build and bright energy taking over the stage without him even trying. Music started immediately and the ground shook along with the bass. What really surprised me was his voice, sure the audience was loud, but his voice silenced them into awe. "Open up your eyes, shut your mouth and see. That I'm still the only one that's been in love with me. I'm just happy getting you stuck in between my teeth." He started, his voice low yet powerful, a rasp that sounded so perfect. When we were younger we sang together a lot, I always thought he was good. I knew he had potential, I knew he was going somewhere in life. I'm so proud of him. Proud of who he's becoming. Of who he is. Of how happy he seems. I can only imagine how hard he worked for this. I look around the stadium, looking at the thousands of people in the crowd. Each with their own story, different traumas, different memories, different backgrounds. They all came here for him. To support him. Because they love him. Because they're proud of him."