Zayn Malik's life is worse than average. After a terrible tragedy, he is expected to never recover. What happened that was so bad that he shuts down completely and vows to never fall in love again? Paige's life is average. She has a nice life, is single, has a best friend... everything you could ever want. Her best friend drags her to the first One Direction concert in America. What happens when she realizes that there is more to life than it just being... "okay"? What happens when he and Paige cross paths? Find out in this One Direction fanfic, "Love Again"!(:

Written by: Han-Rawr (I'll update when she does!! and I'm not the author I promise you that!) "i can tell you're to be a challenge." He almost growled. "I like that." Harry smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. "Harry." I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male's hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn't allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. "You're mine now." He spoke in a hushed tone.

I don't like One Direction. So can someone please tell me why I'm stuck on a game show with the five boys who have stolen millions of girls' hearts?

Read the description or watch the trailer :P -> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9zUt8A-N_Ls Skylar is a orphaned werewolf, sent from her home in england to North Dakota. when your parents are killed before your eyes by a pack of wolfs, it doesn't really warm her to the idea of becoming a mate to the most powerful werewolf in the continent... but when life gives you lemons...

It's one of the hardest things you can do, getting over your first, true love. Especially if there was never really any good-bye. Just no calls and a new-found fame and girlfriend, just like that. That's what Ivy Lane is carrying in her broken heart, when she gets an email from a famous magazine company asking for answers about her ex boyfriend, the famous Zayn Malik. And when she decides to give them - all of them, nothing but the bloody, painful truth - and a old memory gets remembered and shared with the world, will she get sucked back into the drama of her first love and his golden eyes again?

"Nothing gold can stay." -Robert Frost Twitter: @Atlantis094 Cover: The Floz

She doesn't remember anything. Their first date, their first kiss, the first time he bought her flowers, their first fight. She doesn't even know who he is. She's forgotten something horrible, something no one wants to remind her of. So what exactly happens when everything disappears?

A rose was all she wanted. She didn't want fine things like her sisters nor did she want riches like her brothers, all she wanted was a simple flower; she just didn't know what it would cost her.

{book 1} ✓ - ❝ Once upon a time… Wait, are you shitting me? This story doesn’t start like this. On the contrary! This story is about a girl who thought had enough of men but, of course, her words backfired on her face. Yeah, this girl is me. An average girl… Okay, not so average, more insane, I would say. Whatever. This is my story and if you want to know what happened, keep reading, because it all started with an eating contest. ❞

It was just a letter. A measly, stupid, ridiculous...letter. So how did it end up in Niall Horan's hands?