Zayn adopts a baby girl, only to find that after 16 years of raising her it's Louis Daughter. But how? [A/N: ok so this is 16 years later let's say 2036, wow I'm old, LOL] 2021 Update: Hey y'all thank you so much for the love, I hope to be editing this book soon and possibly have it published (some things will change but over all the plot is the same 😁) Love ya ❤ #1 on Larry Stylenson #1 on Zouis #3 on Zigi #8 on Gigi Hadid #11 on Elounor #27 on young writers short story

Just some fluffy oneshots because who doesn't like those sickfics Louis centric, mostly Larry Requests open x

Don't you just love sickfics? I know I do! Vomit galore! Broken bones, seizures, fainting, accidents and more. These are my own Harry Styles stories. Feel free to suggest a plot. Enjoy! TPWK ✌ 🤮😭🤢🥵🥶😢🥱💩💖

Sick Fics for all the boys in 1D! Mostly Harry and Niall since I'm a Narry girl! Hope you enjoy! Please feel free to leave requests!

Harry Styles, member of the biggest band in the world and single father, meets Y/N, a local LA stylist, who is also a single mother. This is their story of falling in love and merging their broken families into one. Pairing: Harry x Reader (Y/N) Updated: Every Other Thursday

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This is my 3rd doctor book. Requests are open. Hope you like this one ❤️💙💕💖 completed// fourth book is up and running ❤️

Sara Styles. Adopted at a young age like her four siblings, not knowing that her last name *actually* shows something about her. But, when her foster parents go through a rough patch, does she stay with them or go back home? *This book is entirely fiction, so things I include in the story may not be the same in real life. Please keep this in mind while reading my story.* *COMPLETED 2019*

What happens when amber gets left at home whilst her parents are on a vacation in America and all of a sudden a terrifying news story is heard across the whole United Kingdom. The purge begins.

"Run, Rosalie, run," his deep voice sung, almost like a sick nursery rhyme. His words swirled around me, each syllable like a needle stabbing into my skin. I knew he was trying to torment me, but all I wanted to do was get away from him. I kept running, the muscles in my legs burning furiously, but I dared stop in case I was caught. "Everything you're running from is still in your head." I scrunched my face up, trying my hardest to ignore his words as I sped away from him. But I knew he was right. Even if I out ran him, his presence was still in my mind, slowly turning me insane. I heard his bellowing laugh behind me as cold hands gripped my waist from behind, sharp fingernails piercing into my skin. "Running from your problems is a race you'll never win," he whispered, his hot breath burning my ear. "I'll always beat you." And he was right.