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Sporadic Direction

LECTURES 677
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Parties 64
Durée 5h 6m

LECTURES 677
Votes 77
Parties 64
Durée 5h 6m

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&quot;Why don't you go let the creepy bitch in and see what she wants&quot; harry goes to the door wear Taylor is oddly scratching and opens it. 

She is just standing there  and covered in blood. She takes a whif in and jumps on Harry. 

He is trying to push her off him and she is trying to bite him. Zayn mumbles &quot;fuck I shouldn't do this&quot; as he grabs a baseball bat and knocks her head clean off. Everyone is silent. We look out the door and a couple more bloody people are walking. We quickly lock the door. 

Liem yells &quot;Zayn you fucking killed Taylor swift dude&quot;Tous Droits Réservés

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The Dead Ones -Zombie Apocalypse- 1D ft Celine Dion, écrit par MrsStypayhorlikson09

I turned around as Zayn yelled at my to go where he was, there was to many of them I had to fight back. Even if it meant dieing for Celine, Luke and the rest of the guys. I pulled out my Samurai sword and started to swing it around the heads of the zombies. I kept having to turn and run from them, I felt like I didn't have enough time to save everybody, they all came at me as a fast mother fudger pace too. I was up against a random car, trying to catch my breath some. I put the sword down, thinking now was my time to go, and it was. I lived a nice life, everyone else is going and maybe should I. Louis runs up and saves my ass by killing as much as he can. He did kill most, that is until he ran out of bulets. He screams in anger and told the guys to stop sitting on the damn ground and help out some. I felt one touch me, felt like long, sharp nails digging into my soft, moist skin, also known as flesh. It was these creatchers food. They didn't have to eat, sleep, go to the bathroom, or anything by fact. They never go tired. I screamed out in terror as it's mouth was coming closer and closer to my skin. I hope I better be a good meal to them. I shut my eyes, waiting for death to take me away and send me to the one place I know I wanted to be for sure now; heaven.

Surviving The Dead (1D/WWE Fanfic), écrit par 1D_WWE

Surviving The Dead; **RANDOM NEW CHARACTERS ARE ADDED EVERY SCENE/SERIES** There is no One Direction... There never was. The world has come to an end, everyone is dying, everyone is running, everyone is lost, and everyone is left behind. When Kim and her husband(James) escapes from the zombie apocalypse, they run across Harry Styles who helps save them. As they moved along they way the found Liam Payne with Zayn Malik, further more they came across Niall Horan who was getting attack by a walker, then towards the end of the boarder line, they find Louis Tomlinson, who is in need of help. The group soon find a place to rest, but when walkers arrived and took over, James gets attack and Kim goes into shock.

Heads or Tails ?, écrit par burrowedandblue

*Story contains mature and explicit content* "Something wrong sweetheart ?" Harry's cocky tone only makes my blood boil more, and I don't even think before I throw my knife to his head. Of course he dodges it easily, and he quickly pulls it out of the wall and throws it right back to my face. Thankfully Zayn and his magical fucking reflexes catch it a few inches away from my head, and Harry smiles, dimples out on display, looking pretty fucking satisfied that he succeeded whatever he wanted to do. Did the fucker just try to stab me in the eye right now ? "You fucking piece of shi-" I start yelling but Zayn is quick to snap his hand to my mouth to shut me up, growling into my ear and roughly pulling me back until I'm pressed against his chest. "Shut the fuck up you dumbass ! Are you trying to get us all killed ??" he pulls his hand away and spins me around abruptly before he shoves me towards the door. "Out. Now." **** Or the one where Louis and Harry kind of hate but kind of like each other, and have to work together when their friends disappear... and then everything changes. **** Reminder: this is simply a work of fiction, this story is in no way meant to represent anyone's actual life nor does it represent my thoughts on the people whose names I use.

PULSE [H.S], écrit par kizriz

[COMPLETED] Kizalyn Reeves has fiercely fought to establish stability after a turbulent upbringing. While opening her tattoo parlor offered hope, an abusive relationship cast a shadow over her newfound independence. Determined to defend herself, she turns to boxing at Knockout Arena, only to encounter an arrogant instructor. Despite his hot-tempered attitude, she finds herself drawn to his circle of friends. However, a late-night visit uncovers the gym's sinister secrets, plunging Kizalyn into a dangerous world she didn't know existed. Her world is shattered by a single gunshot, forcing her to place trust in an unlikely ally-the very person that pulled the trigger. -- "115," he says, his breath hitting my face. I stammer, "What?" "That's how high your pulse is right now," he says as he presses his body further against mine, closing any gap that existed between us. His thumb grazes over my lips, his eyes dark. His hands are off of me abruptly, and he walks away, heading for the stairs. I stare after him, unable to move from my position against the wall. He looks back at me, a coy smirk forming on his face. He says, "I'm dying to find out how high I can make it go." -- **WARNING This story contains heavy use of violence, drug abuse, domestic abuse, sexual content, drug addiction, and illegal activities. Read at your own discretion. Disclaimer: The characters depicted in this story share names with famous individuals, but they are entirely fictional and do not represent or depict any real-life personalities.

The Last Burden, écrit par nashlycam23

"I hate you." Was all I could manage to say, given the fact that I was battling my emotions. I just lost all four of my brothers, and I'm being taken by our most greatest rival. We've been enemies for centuries. Our gangs have never gotten along because we always treat each other with disrespect and steal each other's junk. Not to mention we go into each other's territory and rob what could of been theirs. There's no doubt in my mind I will be treated horribly while I'm in the arms of my enemies. They won't show any mercy and they will be very abusive when needed. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if they beat me up because they were bored. "Well guess what? We hate you too." Harry commented before he slammed the door shut and made his way to the passenger seat. "I'd say get comfortable and enjoy the ride since it's gonna be long. But since you're the f***ing enemy, have fun living in hell for the rest of your life darling. Your life is in my hands now." Harry grinned evilly as I felt my breath hitch in the back of my throat.

Hero » l.p. au, écrit par funkystyles

[✓] ∥ It all happened in a split second. One moment I was on his back, and the next one I was lying on the ground, watching the man who would be responsible for my possible disabilities run away. The woman was sitting and had her back against a near-by wall, and from what I could see, her eyes were wide and she was shaking. I would be too, if I wasn't paralyzed. Literally. A few hours later, well, just about 20 seconds in reality, she slowly stood up and observed me with horror in her eyes for a few moments. I looked back at her, seeing as that was the only thing I could do to let her know I was still alive. "Dear lord, child, what have you done?" She whispered, looking down at me. "I need..." I could barely choke the words out. "I need you to call the ambulance." Copyright © 2014 by funkystyles

Through the Dark // Liam Payne fanfic, écrit par everythingaboutluke

Frustrated, I dialed again for the third time as I paced the kitchen. My nails found there way to my mouth as I chewed on them nervously, waiting. I licked my lips, growing impatient until someone finally picked up on the fourth ring. "Liam?" I asked hopefully. There was nothing but dead silence in the other end of the line until I heard a throaty laugh, breaking the quiet. "Yes, I do have Liam if that's what you were wondering." The voice replied sarcastically, testing me. I could feel the anger boiling up inside of me, but the nerves seemed to overpower the anger. Just as I opened my mouth to speak, I heard a gun shot from the other end and then the piercing scream coming from someone else in that room. Liam.

Man Of The Blade || Ziall || (Book 2), écrit par Larryziallforever123

This Is A Squeal To Man Of The Moon If You Haven't Read Man Of The Moon Then Go Read it! I Hope You Like It Enjoy. -- "Niall.." She spoked trying to get me to calm down "Your not like them don't scoop to there level." I laughed and shoved her away "You don't get it Eleanor! I've changed." "No.. No you haven't." I smirked "oh but I have." I said stepping closer to her "Now with this I will finally get my revenge." "Niall you don't have to do this.." She said stepping closer to me trying to get the Blade. I moved my hand so she couldn't get it "But I have to do this you don't know what it's like knowing everything in your life was a lie since the day you were born! That no one cared for you, No one loved you It was all a lie!" I screamed making her jump back. "Niall.." She tried but I cut her off "It's time I get my revenge.."

Zombie AU, écrit par SufferingStarlight

ALL PICTURE CREDIT GOES TO ITSKAROKE ON DEVIANTART Louis, Harry, Niall, Liam, and Y/N are caught in the midst of a Zombie Apocalypse. They need to find their way to a safe center so they don't get infected. The four boys and you must make it across the country to save themselves, but they'll face some trouble along the way. Also, it doesn't help that you are madly in love with your best friend Louis. However, now doesn't seem like the time to tell him, although, you could die any minute. So who knows? This is a very short story. Only Four chapters long. A quick read, so give it a try yeah? Warning! Strong Language and some gore

Kidnapped By Vampires?? (Louis Tomlinson Love Story), écrit par NicolexxNiall

A hand covered my mouth. It started pulling me into a room. I tried kicking and screaming but they wouldn't budge. Once we were in the room I noticed four other boys. But not just any boys, the boys of One Direction. Next thing I know I'm pinned up against a wall by the one and only Louis Tomlinson. I tried to push him away but he wouldn't budge. Instead he just chuckled and said "Don't even try love." *This is the first book of the kidnapped by vampires series. Seeing as I wrote this when I was in seventh grade I would like to point out this story does have a lot of grammar and spelling mistakes. So please don't try and point them out because I am well aware of them. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy the story!*

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Through the Dark // Liam Payne fanfic cover

Man Of The Blade || Ziall || (Book 2) cover

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Kidnapped By Vampires?? (Louis Tomlinson Love Story) cover

The Dead Ones -Zombie Apocalypse- 1D ft Celine Dion

I turned around as Zayn yelled at my to go where he was, there was to many of them I had to fight back. Even if it meant dieing for Celine, Luke and the rest of the guys. I pulled out my Samurai sword and started to swing it around the heads of the zombies. I kept having to turn and run from them, I felt like I didn't have enough time to save everybody, they all came at me as a fast mother fudger pace too. I was up against a random car, trying to catch my breath some. I put the sword down, thinking now was my time to go, and it was. I lived a nice life, everyone else is going and maybe should I. Louis runs up and saves my ass by killing as much as he can. He did kill most, that is until he ran out of bulets. He screams in anger and told the guys to stop sitting on the damn ground and help out some. I felt one touch me, felt like long, sharp nails digging into my soft, moist skin, also known as flesh. It was these creatchers food. They didn't have to eat, sleep, go to the bathroom, or anything by fact. They never go tired. I screamed out in terror as it's mouth was coming closer and closer to my skin. I hope I better be a good meal to them. I shut my eyes, waiting for death to take me away and send me to the one place I know I wanted to be for sure now; heaven.