"Fate has a way of bringing people together, no matter how far the distance." _______________________________ Take your basic best-friends-fall-in-love story, add a sprinkle of fairy dust, call up the fairy godmother, and you've got yourself a whole new recipe. Only in this story, the fairy godmother isn't an angel dressed in white with a silver halo on top of her head. She has no magical abilities except in the world of fashion and dating. She is British fashion-expert, Louise Roe. Will she be able to work her magic on Niall and make him fall in love with his best friend, Rachel? Join Louise and Rachel's makeover journey and see it up close and personal as an episode of Roe's MTV hit show, "Plain Jane," defines the course of Rachel Simmons' life forever. All Rights Reserved 2012: © Angie M.

"Somehow in this fucked up mess I managed to fall for you."

I found this online.... its a great fanfic. Not gonna lie, somewhat like the main "Dark Harry Fanfic" but i really like it... i hope you do too. "How can someone so innocent be compatible with someone so dangerous"

[I wrote this at the beginning of 2013 and I was just starting to get settled with the techniques in writing. No worries, I've exceedingly improved far after finishing this story.] Niall Horan was a famous boxer. He was only inlove with boxing, nothing else. That is, one night, before his match, Olivia somehow stumbles her way into meeting him. But, not the way she would have wanted to. No one could steal his heart. No one but . . . her.

"He's a bad boy with good lips." Niall Horan, the bad boy who has a different girl in bed every night. He's got tattoos covering every inch of his arms and chest that tell stories of his secretive past. Multiple piercings on his face that just seem mesmerizing to ever girl that looks his way. A freak in the sheets. Nevaeh Ramsey, your quiet teenage girl who's always reading books to escape into another world, away from the cruel one she lives in. She's got stories etched onto her body too, but not as most would do it. Scars are marked onto her thighs and wrists from all her insecurities that have now overtaken her, as well as the crude remarks from her fellow collage classmates. When Nevaeh becomes Niall's next girl, the two form a strange bond that cannot be explained. They share similar stories, but there's always that one question that hangs in the air; Who would love a girl with scars? *Warning: This is an R rated AU Niall Fanfiction. May contain drugs, alcohol, strong language, and graphic content.* *Song for the Story: Ride by SoMo

She wasn't looking for this. She didn't need this. He wasn't who she thought he was. But she couldn't let him go. He had his secrets. He kept his guard up. All she knew was that he was dangerous He'd rather be feared than loved. But she broke through his boundaries. His eyes were alluring. His smile dangerous. His body muscular. His actions dangerous.

Dark!:)

When we're born, we have a certain encryption permanently incisioned into the back of our necks. One other person in the world has the same tattoo and number as you, and that's the person you can be with, whether it's happily or against your own will. No men are placed with men, no women with women, just traditional man to woman relationships. The tattoos work like bar codes, and when you find your match, then you get 'checked out'. When you're around your match, people say you can get the chills so bad your body shakes. I've never experienced it, and only few people I know have their match. But something I know is true is that when you find your match, the codes send burning sensations through your body every once in a while. You never know who it is, until they notice their tattoo on you. When you make any kind of contact, the real chills kick in, and when you kiss or sexually interact, tiny shocks avert from it. I have yet to find my match, and when I do, he's far from the fairy tale I expected. *All Rights Reserved. This story was an original idea. ©2013 aussie_craic. Thanks for reading, don't be afraid to share, and I love you all.* **Will include mature content. One Direction never existed in this.**

Bella Williams, a small town girl living in the heart of London, England. She was one of the most popular kids in her school, good grades, sweet as candy, a bad girl out of school? When an Irish punk named Niall Horan comes along, she gets to know him. Lets say they were.. Instant bestfriends. Niall was a bad kid, tattoos, gauges, not a very 'spotless' record. Bella thought Niall was just a friend, but will she have second thoughts?