Jennie Madden is not as pretty as the other girls. In fact, she is very fat and chubby that makes everyone wants to bully her or squeeze her cheeks. She's scared of ghosts, she hangs out with a group of friends (not GOT7) who are enough to be called popular and everyone likes to mock her appearance. After she met the group of famous kids called GOT7, her life challenged obstacles, she takes on the "Styling Internship," she's left behind by her friends because they got casted into JYP, and until she met her old childhood friend, Jungkook, him and his group was be able to lift her up from the Bottom to the Top. So she spent times with BTS and GOT7. You know what that means? Crush. Lovers. Loved. Loving. Heart beat. And some unexpected situations.

in·fat·u·a·tion noun an intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someone or something. in which two infatuations become something more, all while battling to stay alive through the suffering of it all. [Highest Ranking: #12 in Fanfiction]

Do you remember when we used to play hide and seek? I had so much fun knowing that I had a friend to play with every night. I remember the nights when you would lay there under the blankets in your room, shaking with anticipation because you knew I was there, but you just couldn't see me. You thought I couldn't see you.


 But I could. 


 Every night, since you were young, I have let you win. The fun was in the game. You're older now and we haven't played in quite a while. Perhaps we should start again. I'm getting bored with hide and seek, though. I don't have to let you win anymore.


 So, tonight the game is tag and I'm it. All Rights Reserved Copyright © 2014 irishiwasabrit

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.-

The sound of the sirens was faint over the pouring rain, but I knew they were coming. I had a few options, but I really didn't know what they were. Stay and die or leave, and be happy. But as the police cars sped up to the house, I considered the fact that maybe it was it the other way around.

In which a boy-unlucky college girl receives a rather, erotic picture message on accident. Highest Rank: #3 bRO Copyright © Michella 2015. No translations pls cover by me Re-make in my works :)

cap·tive adjective imprisoned or confined; having no freedom an infatuation that fell apart and yet he is still held captive by the reminisce of her love and his own inner demons. of course, no love can prevail unless it overcomes obstacles. [Sequel to Infatuation © All Rights Reserved to 1DLover121] - highest ranking: #10 in fanfiction -

Fifteen years. The number of normal every-day life. One day. The number of time when my life suddenly took a 180. 8000. The number of miles I was taken away from my home. Two. The number of parents I will never see again, Two weeks. The number of weeks I lived with kidnappers, rapists, and murderers. Three times. The number of times I lost my innocence to three different men. Four months. The number of months I lived a semi-normal but hectic life with practically strangers. Two. The number of children I carried Two. The number of times I was kidnapped. One week. The number of weeks I was held hostage. Thirty. The number of times I probably passed out or fainted. One hundred plus. The number of times I cried and felt sorry for myself. Six months. The number of months I waited until I got to see my children. Thirty seconds. The number of seconds it took before my life fully crumbled before my very eyes. A moment. How long it took for it all to start over again. Save Them, Please? *Sequel to 'Help Me, Please?*

I am only fifteen...how could this happen to me? I am nerdy-straight 4.0 GPA, never smoked, never done drugs, never had a boyfriend, never had sex, never tasted alcohol, so why did he have to kidnap me? And how does One Direction fit into this mess?

He was destined to be evil; it was in his blood. He was destined to kill; it was in his blood. But destiny takes a turn when he does the unexpected, unacceptable, and downright insane thing no other creature of his species has dared to do... He falls in love. [Highest Ranking: #15 in Paranormal] -Please note that this story was inspired by Sally Green's "Half Bad" and yet I can assure you the story is entirely different. The basis is similar, but the context is not. Thank you-