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Color || Ziall

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So much was changing in America during the 60's, a highly progressive time in the states between the climax of the civil rights movement and man setting foot on the moon, and between the 'Nam war and the British Invasion you could say a lot was happening. But in this little city here, it started with them mixing oil and water.All Rights Reserved

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Don't Forget Me In The Morning by BandsOrBust

When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.

This Is Me by BoxForAFox

Have you ever felt that if you moved, the world wouldn't move with you? That if you took a step, everything you knew would change?¬¬ Peter Stone, a seventeen-year-old boy, felt this every day. The weight of a decision-of a truth he was still trying to accept. However, Peter would have to learn how to face his fears, even when they come around in a way he least expected.

UNNATURALS ACADEMY ∞ zayn malik au by 1DRIA22

⚠️ The story is unfinished and is currently under deep editing. I will keep the original chapters, but will be changing the story so it makes sense. - Original story description: Change could lead to our deaths. Change could lead to our revival. Change could be for the better. Change could be for the worse. Don't we all want Change at some point in our lives? Aren't we all scared that Change will never turn back? For some, it's a great thing. For others, it's a nightmare. For Zayn Blake, it's both. - Written in 2015 Revamped in 2020 - © 2015-2025 All rights reserved.

Crystal Clear (Ziam Fanfic AU) Book Two by samaelxicarus

Zayn and Liam are doing great, so is Harry and Louis, things are going to change though, when someone new moves it to shake the waters in the neighborhood, will the be able to handle things? will relationships crumble and will hearts be broken?

𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑. | 𝐍𝐁𝐀𝐊. (DISCONTINUED) by POPPINGTONN

𝐍𝐁𝐀𝐊. ❛ You ever heard of being gay for pay? ❜ © 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐥𝐔𝐌𝐏𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐒, 2018. All Rights Reserved. - ORIGINAL BOOK HAS BEEN DELETED.

Just one last breath by cuteLITTLEpants

why? that was the question wasn't it? why was this happening to him? to me? to us... what we had was perfect, maybe not your standards of perfect no, but perfect to me and now, it was being taken away from me.

Letting Love In by _Little_Infinity__

You are programmed one way. Programmed to think one way and act one way and love one way, the normal way -- the way preferred by society, the way that everyone around you does. But what if that way changes? What if something or someone changes it? What if they introduce you to change? Is change bad? Is being different a bad thing? What if the difference makes you happy? Isn't happiness what we should be striving for, and nor normalcy? So picture this, you are normal. You are the definition of normal. Your friends are seemingly normal and you think your life is fine, because its normal. Then someone interrupts that flow of normalcy by being different. They aren't society's vision of normal - they are different. And the thing is, they have no normal, they believe there should be no such word as normal, which just happens to be the word your entire life is based on. What then? Accept the different and deny yourself the adventure of it all? Would that be the normal thing to do?

Tomorrow's Visitor by DeliriousEphemera

Tomorrow liked solitude. Then a naked lunatic arrived and demanded pants. Things went downhill from there.

Summer Camp (Ziall) by ziallxlover

"Zayn stop touching my thighs" "But they are so smooth and feminim" The two boys played around with each other "Niall.... I want you so bad" Or when Zayn is the straight cool boy and Niall is the outcast gay kid. Two boys and one summer camp, what could possibly so wrong... or right?

$Through The Pages Of Time {Zarry} by Bottom_zayn$

A timeless love defying all odds-two souls from different worlds, drawn together by fate. In a journey of passion, discovery, and the pursuit of freedom, they must navigate a world that was never meant to hold them. But love, when true, knows no boundaries.

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Just one last breath cover

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Through The Pages Of Time {Zarry} cover

Don't Forget Me In The Morning

When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.