"Niall it's about that time." "About time for what, dad?" "You're about to turn 18." he says before pulling out a contract I'm all too familiar with. "Y-you want me to become a porn star?" Hey. I'm Niall Payne, I am 17 almost 18 and my father is a director for adult films. When I say adult films yes I mean as in Porn hub, red tube. etc. Payne inc. that's the company name. And this is all good and fine...but uh he wants me to join the family business. .......I could use the money. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Copyright © 2014 Hailyblooms Warning: Contains various sexual scenes and references.

[ ziall; completed ] "i am worse than the cigarettes" his whisper is a ghost against my ear. "you know how toxic i am, but you don't care, but it's only because you love the feeling of me on your lips." i couldn't find the air in my lungs to reply, he was right. our love seemed to be destroying me faster than i was on my own. © caumet

"Hey Mackenzie?" Luke calls from the door. "Yeah?" "When you were on the phone with Michael, did you tell him to come in and find us?" "No, why?" Luke is silent for a moment, and when he speaks again, his voice is cold and full of fear. "Then um.." He stops, and I look up at him in confusion. He's staring down into the area we just came from, stance rigid. "Then who's that standing at the end of the hall?" 2014 @ psychxtichemmings

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"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction

"What do you want me to do? Want me to hold your hand?" He speaks with nasty sarcasm. I consider the offer and am surprised at the answer that comes out of my mouth. "Actually? Yeah." He blinks. "Seriously?" "Yes, seriously." The anger is fading from my voice. "Zach, I'm scared." He sighs, but he holds his hand out on the armrest. My tiny palm slides against his large one, his rough callouses pulling at my soft skin. My little fingers fill the slots of his big ones. "See?" He gives my hand a slight squeeze. "Nothing to worry about." His voice has become considerably gentle. "Just don't think about it." A fanfic for the 2015 movie "Jurassic World." [COMPLETED]

I purse my lips. "Maybe I don't want you to look out for me. Like I said, I don't need anyone." He lets out a laugh. It's a little jarring, how much Zombie resembles his namesake. Sunken eyes, rattling jaw, bared teeth. It's dark and twisted and genuine. Zombie, what happened to you? "You can lie to everyone, Croak. You can pretend that you're some tough little soldier who doesn't hurt and doesn't need anyone, but I know. I just saw proof that it's all a lie, that you're just as human as the rest of us. Even if you won't admit it to yourself, I know." A fanfic for the book "The 5th Wave" by Rick Yancy. [COMPLETED]

"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!

"Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering." Highest rankings: #1 anakinskywalker #1 anakin #1 obiwankenobi #1 padawan #1 prequels #1 padme #1 jedi #1 darthvader #3 theclonewars #3 revengeofthesith Note: this will not completely follow the storyline of the Prequels and the Clone Wars ~I DO NOT OWN STAR WARS~