Whilst Biology was never considered to be Zayn's favourite subject, he's sure he's going to have to reconsider, what with the almighty Mr. Payne teaching the class. How had he never noticed the impossibly sexy man before? [Warnings: smut, boyxboy action, major feels and a tendency for over-arousal, spanking, and probably some bondage. And a threesome.]

1750 BC, Ancient Sumeria: When her home city is conquered by a notoriously cruel prince, Eliana's world is torn apart. Things go from bad to worse when he chooses her beloved sister for his concubine. ** This story was written around five years ago and subsequently had some parts unpublished while I put it out into the world on Amazon. It's been around for a while now so I decided it was time to republish the whole thing on here. Enjoy!

The day Niall wondered astray from his gang, on a yearly hiking outing, is the day Niall would forever remember. The day Niall would have flash through his mind as he re-taught his new...pet. A boy, living amongst wolves all his life that has to be taught the basics of human life. Like when not to hump Niall’s leg.

~*~Cover by GirlVersionOfNiall~*~ Zayn's life has never been easy. He has gone by life with one simple motto: Do what you need to in order to survive. Now, at the age of nineteen, he's working as a stripper and a prostitute in order to keep himself off of the streets and pay for his drug addiction. Not exactly where he wanted to be in this life, but he's lucky to get what he can. Niall is an Irish lad that is one-fourth of One Direction, the most famous band in the world. His whole life has been about his music and performing. With two loving parents and a supportive older brother, he's made his way to the top, along with his best mates Harry, Louis, and Liam. When his boyfriend of three years suddenly breaks it off, he is left brokenhearted and aching, unsure of how he will go on. When the two suddenly find themselves pressed skin to skin against each other, doing the one thing that Niall had sworn never to do with anyone but the love of his life, Niall finds himself dazed and confused. As each boy's feelings start to show themselves, secrets are revealed, and things will never be the same. ©2013, NotTooBad

Liam Payne is just your average fire-fighter. Strictly devoted to his job and loves it. His life is busy... but eh. He loves not having distractions. But maybe girls setting their kitchens on fire just so the sexy fireman can arrive and put out 'their' fire... yeah, that's not so average. Now comes in Zayn Malik. He's your typical peeping tom, the typical loner, perverted guy, who you never ever want to be neighbours with. Ever. And when Zayn, during one of his usual afternoons (that consisted of casually stalking- er- observing his sexy curly-haired neighbour from the crack of his curtain) notices said neighbour's house catch on fire, he's a bit shaken, naturally. But oh boy, that shake was nothing. 'Cos when Zayn lays his eyes on the sinfully sexy fireman that gracefully jumps out of the red fire truck, amidst the chaos, his arm muscles rippling, and the sturdy white hose grasped tightly in his strong and agile hands... yeah. Zayn simply can't help but eye-rape the hand-crafted masterpiece of God. Zayn is literally shaken, and not in the bad way. And now... why the fuck is he having morbid thoughts of setting his house, and especially himself, on fire? (Mainly Ziam, with slight Narry/Nouis.) (Highest Ranking: Humor #56 and FanFiction #124 on 23 Feb 14) © Copyright: All rights reserved. || zarrycupcake

Zayn sat at home with Niall on Christmas Eve, and started to get carried away, like they always did. What Zayn didn’t expect was when Harry, Louis, and Liam came to join them.

At 18, they save you, but they don't really save you, no. Sometimes you think whether maybe you would go to heaven, or would you go straight to hell. Drugs and drinking just to dim the pain. Life is never going to get better, and it couldn't possibly get any worse. How do I know this? Because my name is Harry Styles. And I am a prostitute.

Hybrids are becoming a common thing in the world, as common as stray cats. Harry Styles, a newly freed hybrid, is in search for a new owner. Someone with tousled blonde hair and kind blue eyes...

“Truth be told,” he pauses, stares at each of his students for one wistful moment, “I never wanted to be a teacher.” he smirks, watches his student’s eyebrows raise and knows he’s got their full attention now, “I never did, swear to god.” A smirk takes over his features, “But I always wanted to fuck a student into the hard, cold wooden desks in a class room.” OR the teacher/student AU, in which Louis not only is a teacher, he's also a big ass pervert. Who's got a dirty mouth... and Harry happens to have a perky little and so so inviting buttock.