LONELY HEARTS | ❝You don't have to be a hero, just like I don't have to be sad all the time, but sometimes fate works in strange ways and, well, here we are❞ PRE-CIVIL WAR → HOMECOMING | PETER PARKER BOOK ONE IN THE HERO OF HEROES SERIES Plot: tinkertaydust #25 in Fanfiction [8/13/17] Cover by: voidkhaleesi

He was unaware of her Irish daddy kink. |mature content|

" do you have me under a curse, diggory? " " no, what makes you say that? " " i feel completely under your control, and i can't stop it. " ~ The younger sister of Cedric Diggory, Arden, is a Slytherin who doesn't fit in. Draco Malfoy, a wealthy Slytherin bully. The two come together, and Arden realises that being a Slytherin isn't so bad after all; but with a few bumps in the road for Draco, can they stay together? fourth year - seventh year 2015© ; pansyparks *I DON'T OWN THE HARRY POTTER SERIES* CURRENTLY EDITING

MUST FOLLOW ME TO READ CHAPTER 1 BECAUSE WATTPAD HATES MY STORY AND THINKS IT NEEDS TO BE RESTRICTED. :( The Mannix family were considered saints even heroes to the local community. Yo u see, they owned a 'recreational and retreat centre' as they called it, for troubled youths. Carly Mannix practised as a child psychologist and a guidance counsellor at the local school. Michael Mannix, a highly skilled kick boxer who retired and took a coaching job at a local boxing gym before giving it away to build the centre with his wife. And then there's Imogen Mannix, their daughter. Now a young adult she wants to follow in her parents foot steps. She spends most of her time working at the centre with them, offering support and a helping hand to anyone who needed it. All three of them have come across their fair share of troublemakers. However, when a friend needs a favour and the family open their home to a troubled young man from Ireland - they see a whole new meaning to the phrase 'troublemaker'. "But, I have a habit of trying to fix people who are broken." I shift in my position a little, broken people? I'm not broken. "I guess I thought it may have something to do with it" I look up at her my eyebrows furrowed. "I don't care what you thought Imogen.. I don't care what you think. You are wrong about me" "I know you are a good guy deep down, but you are putting up a mask!" "Imogen.." "I'm just trying to help! " "Imogen. I don't wanna hear what your tryna do unless it involves you on your knees with your pretty mouth wrapped around my dick". This fanfic is rated R it includes mature content. (sex, drug use, course language and violence) - Even in the first chapter. Hehe.

It was then that I knew. As his devil eyes, blue and cold like winter, peered at me from around his expensive camera, I knew he was different. His gaze tore through me like I was air, cooling my veins to the core and taking my breath away; it was then that I figured out he was like night air. He was cool and mysterious, yet maybe somewhere in his darkness there was peace and over a billion small lights, shimmering in the far and dangerous distance. **Mature **Book 1 of currently 2(as of 12/22/2016) **This story and the idea behind it is 100% mine with the help from a few other Wattpad writers on certain marked chapters where credit is given. Please do not copy or steal my story or any of /my/ original characters. If you wish to translate this story to another language, I will not mind but please verify with me first so I can ensure that no plagiarism is taking place and credit is given. Thank you very much, Luv_Irish_Pride

(Kind of Niall/ Luke book, but only a little lol) Good grades, full scholarship, rich lifestyle, what more could you ask for? Sex, alcohol, frat parties, and violence, that's all I live for. Forget all that sappy shit. Save yourself from the set up of all disatsters. Heart of gold, happy, purity, such innocence. Heartless, stone, gives a shit less. Secrets, lies, hatred, lust, love. What happens when the two complete opposites test themselves and put their trust into something that is incapable of keeping safe? When promises are broke? When something cuts so deep that it is unable to be mended? Find out in Frozen. WARNING: There will be violence, alcohol and drug references, sexual content, and swearing. Highest rank in ff #5 3rd place in the 1D Awards for best Niall Horan Fanfiction - Copyright 2014. All rights reserved. Anything from Frozen (Frat Boy Niall Horan) can not be reproduced, redistributed, modified, or displayed without consent of the author. All writings and ideas belong to the writer. For permission contact @niallsbabe_xx on Wattpad.com

[CURRENTLY UNDER CONSTRUCTION // ALMOST COMPLETE, SHOULD BE DONE BY 2019. // RECOMMEND READING ONCE EDITING IS FINISHED.] ___________________________________________ ... he grabbed my upper arm pulling me back to him, his lips found mine -and his kiss was soft. Softer than I expected. He didn't try to grab anywhere on my body, he didn't try to force me to kiss him back or put his tongue down my throat - he just kissed me. It was a short lingering kiss that lasted only a minute, but it still left me almost breathless and bewildered to say the least. When he pulled away, I slowly opened my eyes to look at him, his eyes were hard and his lips pressed in a firm line. His hand found the collar of my jacket moving it away once more, enough for anyone to see the mark he left earlier. "You're mine now, and don't you forget it." he stated sternly, looking deep into my eyes his hard blue ones washing over my green iris's like a tsunami. I gulped tightly at how serious he was. He said that in such a way where it actually had me terrified, he looked frustrated, determined, even down right possessive. It made me never want to touch a guy again, touch Grant again, and maybe that's why he looked at me like that. He wanted to scare me so that I would never defy his words, so that he could have me to himself, but I barely knew him, never the less, he barely knew me - or my name. ___________________________________________

Niall Horan is an asshole but he's good at what he does. He only appreciates what he finds to be perfect and accepts nothing less, which explains why he's such a great photographer. When his father is tired of his shit, Niall is pressured into teaching a photography class at NYU and meets a girl less than perfect that makes his bones ache

When Niall, one of the world's most powerful CEOs, is caught up in a controversy that threatens his beloved corporation, he has to think fast to change his image and reverse the damage done. His plan? Fake-wed his beautiful and charming executive-assistant, Elouise. There's only one problem: the lines of their fake relationship are blurring faster than they realize - and the pair are quickly unable to discern between what's real and what's fake. "It's corporate affairs, Elouise." **RATED MATURE FOR LANGUAGE AND SOME NON-GRAPHIC SEX SCENES (: © madiigracee all rights reserved. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from author and owner is strictly prohibited.

I was a new me and I didn't care I was getting worse and I knew it I was moving on and fully aware I was broken and I hid it I was wanted and I was rare I was lonely and I lied about it I was fierce, cold to the bone, and bare Most importantly, I was Winter Air.