Forty-three years ago, the humans discovered that we existed. All of their spooky bedtime stories about werewolves, vampires, and fairies suddenly became real as supernaturals of all kinds began emerging from the darkness and walked out into the open. Instead of welcoming us with open arms, they went batshit crazy. Like burning down buildings and destroying families batshit crazy. Soon, supernaturals fled and tried to go back into hiding, but at that point things were already spiraling out of control. Our neighbors became suspicious, our identities were compromised. And the next thing we knew, our family was being torn apart. Our father was taken by an organization called The Shadows. The Shadows kidnap supernatural beings and experiment on us to discover our secrets and morph them into something unnatural. Our mother was murdered in front of our eyes. And it didn't take long for the rest of the world to catch fire. The thing that kills me the most is that we've literally been living amongst humans for centuries. If we wanted to kill you, I'm pretty sure you'd be dead by now. You know what I mean? But I guess that's just not the world we live in. My siblings and I have been blending in with the humans for the past eleven years, just waiting for an opportunity to arise where we can take back what's ours. We're going to find our father. And then we're going to kill every last one of The Shadows until they're nothing but a fading memory.

Little Mix has fans all over the world, audition to be a new member of Little Mix. They all decide on that one girl who has talent, and a heavenly voice. All 5 members move to London and meet One Direction. They all fall in love with each other, but they have dumb fights, break ups, and some hate from the fans.

The year 2018, five guys, four girls, two bands, one industry. What happens when their boss Simon Cowell decides to send them into a complicated twist to their careers. Will their fans accept it? Will their families accept it? Will THEY accept it? What will get in their way? Love triangles and major surprises? At the end of the day will everything work out or will they be living the lives they don't want to lead? "Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end".

Did you really think their story was over? Sequel to Secret Love Song [A Zach Herron Fanfic] #48 in Zach Herron

Have you ever been in love with someone you know you shouldn't be in love with? Like the person who you feel is meant for you shouldn't be the one for you? ... Well it's like a huge roller coaster, one second the excitement and thrill takes over and the next it's like you're plummeting 5,000 feet into the earth. And in the end whether it ends in disaster or happiness, you never want to stop riding this emotional roller coaster because once upon a time it made you feel so... alive. ... Zach Herron FanFic DISCLAIMER❗: THE BOYS ARE NOT IN A BAND IN THIS BOOK

"I'm not who I used to be." I claimed. "Trust me. I know that!" She cried. "Then Please Don't Remember what I did to you!" I pleaded. "I love you and that's all that matters." Her hands slipped from mines. "Don't remember!?" She shook her head in disbelief. "You hurt me. That's unforgivable." "Please Don't Remember..." Mnemophobia: The fear of memories, either by remembering past events or memorable traumatic experiences in the past.

Ashley is the Why Don't We boys managers daughter but she isn't very nice or happy since her parents ddivorce but will she change her attitude when she finds out that she has to go on tour with the boys and they are actually funny and sweet. ⚠️(Wrote this when I was 12 or 13 so if it's weird and cringey sorry)⚠️ READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ⚠️

"Please don't forget the songs we listened to or the things we talked about." I cried in his arms. "I won't." He said. "Please don't forget​ the little inside jokes we had or the laughs we shared." "Never." "Please don't forget my smile or the sound of my voice." "How can I forget something I've been in love with my whole life?" "Jack?" "Yeah?" "Please don't forget me..." Athazagoraphobia: The fear of forgetting, being forgotten or ignored, or being replaced.