12 April 1934, The Horan family was found brutally murdered in their house. Wife and husband had been gagged and maimed before being shot in the head. Their 17-year old son, Niall Horan, was found in his bedroom's closet. He had been gagged and maimed too, but far worse than his parents. A horrendous smile was cut on his face, his eyes burned away. The murderer was never found. 80 years later, 18-year old Zayn Malik has just moved into the little cottage he bought. It literally is his dream house, in the middle of the countryside, close to the woods. Now he can finally relax on his own, away from his parents and the city... Or so he thought. Not long after he moved to his new house, Zayn starts noticing weird things. He starts seeing unnatural things, nightmares afflict his dreams every night and, what is the tale of the boy, murdered in his very house? Warning: lots of blood. It's boyxboy! Please don't read if you don't like it. This is a work of fiction, so before you send hate, remember 'you can never lie in fiction' Cover made by PartOfMyHeart

“Nothing is impossible to kill. It just that sometimes after you kill something, you have to keep shooting until it stops moving."

100 days since the day I died. I remember it clearly. The pain, the sufferage, the intense feeling of wanting save everyone. Everyone has gotten over my death. They were sad and gloomy, but it didn't last forever. I knew it wouldn't. I try not to look back on the past, but today is special. Today is where I remember the bitter hardness of everything that pulled me back. I can recall the last day of year 11. That's where it all began. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Copyright © 2013-2014, CassieAshley. All rights reserved. WARNING// This fanfiction is under major editing! Parts will be changed and chapters will be more descriptive. I thank you for your patience. -------> Check out this story's trailer to the side :D

Getting bitten by a vampire is something, but getting bitten by five hot vampire celebrities is something else. Amberia Purt is a 17 year old American Directioner. Just like every other directioner, she dreams to meet the five knights in shining armor of her life. Who could know taking a short bathroom break could change your life? *Dramatic gasp* This story should be categorized as vampire, werewolves, fan-fiction, teen-fiction, adventure, fantasy, humor, mystery/thriller, paranormal, & romance, but unfortunately, they only allow each story to be put in only 2 categories. [This story is UNEDITED, so please don't complain about errors, plot-holes, and etc. WARNING: It's also BATSHIT CRAZY HAHAHAHAHA.] [X] This is the ONE & ONLY One Direction Bit Me. I've seen so many imitations after this fanfic, and I want you all to know that this is the ORIGINAL. Thank you! :) -This story is completely HUMOROUS, so stop taking it so seriously.-

A Girl named Stella lives in Washington. Her parents both work for the government. She believes a zombie apocalypse will happen one day. She was right, the next day there was a zombie apocalypse. One direction was doing a concert in Washington, when the madness broke out. Through out all this chaos, they find each other. Who will live and who will die. Most importantly, Do they get saved, or are they left to die.. There will be violence, blood and death. Read at your own risk.. You've been warned.