Liam Stories

In which Orla Howell goes into the love island villa to meet her prince.

Harry styles is your husband. He has suffered from epilepsy since he was 6 years old.

𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙆𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨. The prophecy has been set in motion, and the Aretian wards are failing. Kira refuses to lose her home again, so she must travel far beyond the wards in search of allies─and most importantly, a cure. The odds are stacked against them in every way possible, but Kira is determined to succeed. She will not lose another person to this war. Kira's journey will test her in every way as she clashes with destiny in an attempt to forge her own fate. But how far is she willing to go for the people she loves─and how far are they willing to go for her? Can she fight the prophecy or will it bind her just as it did to those that came before? After all, when fate calls, all must answer. BOOK THREE - BORN OF BLOOD SERIES

من از تو نگذشتم؛ فقط بین داشتنِ تو و نجات دادنت، دومی و انتخاب کردم. ژانر:ترسناک،ماورا،عاشقانه،رازآلود،جنایی،معمایی #larry #ziyam #Destiel

❛ You had your heart on your sleeve the last time, Took it so seriously the last time ! ❜ samantha rojas, newly certified skeptic, thinks she's going crazy after a run-in with a seven-foot-tall "lava lizard". and when she has to band together with werewolves, banshees, and kitsunes...she just has to be insane. [ BOOK 1 OF 'SILVER LINING' SERIES ] ❱ teen wolf season 4 ─ tbd ❱ eventual fem!oc x liam dunbar

Carrie-Anne is a special toddler that has spinal muscular disorder, and she gets disowned by her birth parents. One day one direction come to her rescue and rescues her and cares for her. In the end will they be a family or not read to find out

Sad and bored Liam is their son. He's 3. And very very energetic. But they love him. Zayn gave birth yup. Zayn is baba Louis is dada Niall is papa Harry is daddy.

"Sometimes, healing begins where failure brings us." Kindle De Luciana, an academically inclined third-year Accountancy student from the province of Camarines Sur, caught herself failing after a tragic incident that happened in her house. To meet another tomorrow where the sky isn't shallow, where the air can be breathed without a touch of dust and ache, Kindle is brought to a place where the greens and oceans of her provincial life are no longer felt, but where tall buildings and echoing beeps now surround her. There, she lives in a place called a house but never expected it to become a home. Liam Axl Avinica, the neglected son of a CEO in Manila, who was stuck in his third year of BSBA after failing once more in academics, was forced to live in the same house as Kindle. As the eldest son, an artist, and someone naturally caring, he thought he was simply being tender and affectionate toward the new girl in town because that was who he was. Little did he know, meeting her would lead him to find meaning in another tomorrow. Nevertheless, he never imagined that his endearment held something deeper-something he never thought would come. Same house. Same failure. Same wound. Would the sky finally meet another tomorrow, or remain forever stuck behind?

this is mostly just for myself to write lol, the cover isnt related but i dont have any of my own sodapack fanart to use for the cover so Airy will have to do . do i care if you like this? no. this is gonna be written for practice and entertainment . this entire fanfiction is subject to change and will probably never be finished . also i made Liam trans (ftm) in this because i can idk . have fun reading, or dont, this isnt for you lol . this is a human au too, because i said so, and because itll help stuff make sense. i dont even think this fandom is still alive at this point dude. Also, Liam is mostly just a self insert, most of the stuff he goes through has happened to me i think :] ignore the cryptic chapter titles lmfao <3 (if any of my friends find this no the FUCK you didnt) TW: self harm, suicidal ideation, foul language, violence, panic attacks, transphobia, and a lot more . each chapter that may need a trigger warning will most likely have one

Basgiath War College was built to break people. Elara Veyra only came to survive it. But between dragons, deadly riders, and the strange gravity pulling her toward people she never meant to care about, surviving quickly becomes the easiest part. Mature themes | Canon-typical violence All rights go to Rebecca Yarros except for my original character(s) and added storylines.

The name is Alexandra Mikkel, aka Lexi. Age 19, from Portland, Oregon. Carefree, lover, partier and dancer. Those were the words that best described me. My boyfriend cheated on me with the same girl his friend Tom cheated on my friend. My parents didn't care much about me so they send me to London. I live with my uncles now. At first I hated it but then I met some nice guys and I have to say I really like one of them he looked like a bad boy but he is not. I'm not what he wants or what he needs. At least that's what i think. A/N: Feel free to vote and comment.

Leon McMillan was the light that held them together. Now he's gone. In the aftermath of his sudden death, the boys of One Direction face a world that feels unfamiliar without the friend who made it feel like home. At Leon's funeral, grief hits each of them differently, Louis trying to stay strong, Harry breaking openly, Zayn shutting down, Liam holding the pieces together, and Niall... Niall realizing he didn't just lose a friend. He lost someone he loved. As they struggle to move forward, memories of Leon pull them back, reminding them of the laughter, the softness, and the quiet strength he brought into their lives. But grief doesn't have to break them. It can bind them. It can teach them. It can remind them of where they belong, with each other. One More Direction: Don't Forget Where You Belong is a story of loss, love, and the light someone leaves behind. A story about holding on, letting go, and finding your way back when the world goes dark. Leon may be gone. But what he gave them isn't.

Sometimes we find beauty in small things... even in a yoghurt or in a pair of sunglasses shaped like a sunflower. ☆☆☆ A Larry stylinson au! Louis is a member of one direction THE famous boyband. Harry is Harry. Just a normal boy, until somebody chooses to make him special, with something as small as a kiss. Worlds colide and every action causes a reaction. To you, my biggest inspiration🫶🏼 Credits to: Sherlock and me✨️ #1 Ed sheeran 17/5/2026 #1 larryisreal 20/6/2026 (OMG) #1 sunglasses 20/6/2026

-Sorry for any mistakes throughout the story, English is not my first language. - "Did you manage to guess yet?" He asked like he reads my mind. "Not really," I replied with a chuckle, stopping in place when I saw he stopped walking too, making my heart beat faster from the nerves and excitement of seeing who it would be. but when the door opened and my eyes met a pair of green irises, I almost chocked. There is no way. "Daniella..." he rasped, his mouth stayed slightly open as he kept staring at me like he's trying to understand if I'm a real human being in front of him. My throat has gotten dry and my eyes widened in jolt of seeing him standing there. "Have you met Harry before?" Robin asked fondly, not aware of the past we both share. There is no fucking way. ** The sequel of ׳loose end'! ** If you haven't read the first story yet, go read it before you start reading this one :) And if you have read the first story, then I love you so much and thank you for coming back

In my world, Fourth Wing was just that: a story. A fantasy book full of action, betrayal, dragons, sexual tension thick enough to cut through... and a man with dark eyes and tattoos like war scars who stole my breath with a single word. Xaden Riorson. The character I was never supposed to fall for-because he was fiction. Because he didn't exist. Until he did. Until I woke up in a body that wasn't mine, in a reality that shouldn't exist. And they called me Seryna Valenforth. I didn't know if I was dead, dreaming, or cursed. I only knew I wasn't in my bed anymore, not in my room in the real world, but in a castle-with a list of future corpses parading through my memory. I already knew their names: Jack Barlowe, Amber Mavis, Dain Aetos, even Violet Sorrengail... all pieces on a board that was about to break. And I was inside it. Part of me refused to believe it, but the other... the other was ready. I'd read Fourth Wing so many times I could recite entire lines by heart. I knew who lived. Who died. When. How. Why. And most importantly: I knew who I wanted to save. Liam. My loyal, sweet soldier whose death still hurt, even if he was made of ink and paper. Sloane. A little girl with too much darkness and too many stories behind her eyes. Andarna, my favorite dragon. And yes... him too. Xaden Riorson. I wanted it all. His gaze. His respect. His desire. Even his warnings wrapped in veiled threats. I wasn't going to give up that place. This time, I would be the one to face him on the sparring mat. I would be the one to make him hesitate. The one who became the weakness he never saw coming. And maybe, his strength too. Change the story. Even if it cost me my life. Because this was no longer a book. And I was no longer a reader. I was a player. And this time... the Empire had no idea who they were playing with.

En mi mundo, Alas de Sangre era solo eso: una historia. Un libro de fantasía lleno de acción, traición, dragones, tensión sexual que cortaba el aire... y un hombre de ojos oscuros y tatuajes como cicatrices de guerra que me robaba el aliento con solo una palabra. Xaden Riorson. El personaje que jamás debía enamorarme porque era ficción. Porque no existía. Hasta que lo hizo. Hasta que desperté en un cuerpo que no era el mío, en una realidad que no debería existir. Y me llamaban Seryna Valenforth. No supe si estaba muerta, soñando o maldita. Solo sabía que ya no estaba en mi cama, en mi habitación del mundo real, sino en un castillo y una lista de futuros cadáveres desfilando por mi memoria. Ya conocía sus nombres: Jack Barlowe, Amber Mavis, Dain Aetos, incluso Violet Sorrengail... todos piezas de un tablero que estaba por romperse. Y yo estaba dentro. Una parte de mí se rehusaba a creerlo, pero la otra... la otra estaba lista. Había leído Alas de Sangre tantas veces que podía recitar líneas enteras. Sabía quién vivía. Quién moría. Cuándo. Cómo. Por qué. Y lo más importante: sabía a quién quería salvar. Liam. Mi soldado leal y dulce, cuya muerte aún me dolía aunque solo fuera papel y tinta. Sloane. Una niña con demasiada oscuridad y demasiada historia detrás de esos ojos. Andarna, mi dragona favorita. Y sí... también él. Xaden Riorson. Lo quería todo. Su mirada. Su respeto. Su deseo. Incluso sus advertencias envueltas en amenazas veladas. No pensaba ceder ese lugar. Esta vez, yo sería la que lo enfrentaría en la colchoneta de combate. Yo sería la que lo haría dudar. La que se convertiría en la debilidad que jamás vio venir. Y, tal vez, también en su fuerza. Cambiar la historia. Aunque me costara la vida. Porque esto ya no era un libro. Y yo ya no era una lectora. Era una jugadora. Y esta vez... el Imperio no tenía idea de con quién estaba jugando.

Maddie isn't the biggest fan of One Direction, in fact some might say she finds them rather annoying. So, how she ends up kidnapped with the very boys she finds intolerable, is simply beyond her comprehension. I am bad at blurbs leave me alone. {cover by @sovereigns}

Join Liam as he leans to deal with his move back to Wolverhampton without Niall. Will their relationship survive being long distance? ages Liam Payne 15 Niall Horan 16 Karen Payne Jake Payne Ruth Payne 19 Nicola Payne 21

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Three friends go to a cabin for a week only two make it out who is the killer? is it one of the friends? read to find out