One Direction Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

“Tell me what’s going on.” I take a deep breath, steadying myself before I begin. “It’s about my One. Or rather . . . my Ones.” I glance at Akin and then at River, my heart racing as I try to explain the situation as clearly as possible. “I thought Akin was my One. I felt the connection, the power, everything. But then something happened with River.” Mother frowns, confusion flashing across her face. “What do you mean, something happened with River?”

I repeated the same line over and over again, until I temporarily convinced myself that my attraction toward Damon was a mere fling. It was just coffee anyway, what could go wrong?

As I reached home, I go directly to my room and changed my clothes. Washed my face and put on my night beauty regimen. Got to bed and immediately fall asleep. So deep that I entered my dream in a so vivid way. 'I was in the lobby scanning my notes from my sociology class, just reading important notes that I highlighted. Absentmindedly, I was looking at the group of friends from the opposite side of the building. They were talking so loud that made me so irritated. Then, I saw him---the man of my dreams. He was so handsome, the typical one that you'll easily fall in love with. Nick Richards. He's talking as if it is the end of the world. Then it becomes so blurry, like the fog is devouring hi

Clearly not… “Angel?” I gave his hand a squeeze before letting it go. Giving him one more glance I spun around, feeling like a robot as I made my way to the door. I didn’t move my head, not my hips, just my feet. My hand latched onto the door handle thought I couldn’t get myself to open the door. I was torn. Broken. Stupid. XXX Infinity – One Direction We end up at a club. And I end up drunk quicker than I would have liked. I blame this on cell phones. Every time my friend’s phone went off I got the urge to down a shot. And that I did. Over and over and over again.

He spat, already regretting giving her the audience. "It's fine. You can open an I*******m account and pull strings to get it verified. Then you and I can take a really cute picture. We wouldn't even have to put plenty of captions. The whole world will know what it means and then you will be free from Diane forever." "Are you serious?" She nodded, a victorious smile creeping to her lips as though she just solved a great problem. "Are you kidding me?" "Connor!!!" She called out his name, taking steps towards him.

As a consolation price, I did write two more chapters of The Luna’s Prophecy that I wrote a few nights ago. so chapter 2 and 3. they're still drafts, and things might change. but for now, I'm thinking of Orion to be mixed race. I haven't decided what race, though, lol. but not completely white, and in my head, he kind of looks like Chris Brown or Zayn from One direction. this tattooed guy, with a nose piercing. but tall and muscular. I am trying to find the perfect picture, but I am unsuccessful until now. so maybe once I do publish the story, I'll change the way he looks.

“From the looks of it, you really enjoy seducing other people's boyfriends, don't you? All anyone talks about on this campus is how you shamelessly hit on the other guy who is playing against MY Jasper. He also has a girlfriend, doesn't he? Is this some fetish of yours? Hitting on guys that are already in relationships?” Her words hit me like razors, cutting my skin, my heart, my soul. Honestly, it's as if the ground is opening up beneath my feet, and I'm about to fall on the abyss. “I should have known there was a reason for him to suddenly move out…. Who knew it was for a slut who steals other people's boyfriends?” Does that mean… that they were together on the day of the club? When we… ha

She brushed off the affair as a one-time mistake between two consenting adults, a secret that she promised to keep to herself. "I felt sorry for her after seeing her cry her eyes out, so I decided to keep her," Jack said, looking at me with sincerity. "And it only happened that one time. I swear, darling, you have to believe me. If you're still upset, how about I fire Rhea tomorrow? Okay?" I widened my eyes in disbelief and looked at him with a mixture of shock and anguish as if the world was coming to an end. Collapsing onto the couch, I stared at him with a look of disappointment, as though I couldn't believe he could stoop so low. "So… you're firing Rhea?"

My pulse kicked up so hard I had to shift away from her. “Your turn. Truth or dare.” “Dare.” Her whisper was soft, sultry, dripping with intention. “I dare you to tell me your dirtiest secret.” “Oh…” She pouted, her voice teasing. “Having a one-night stand with my stepdad.” “That doesn’t count. Neither of us knew back then.” I tried to defend, but she chuckled, her laughter low and wicked, and my gut clenched. I’d walked straight into her trap. “That’s not the secret.” Her voice dropped to a whisper that stroked every nerve in me. “The secret is I still want to fuck him. Not for one night this time. Forever.” Her gaze met mine, bold and steady, and heat rushed to my face.

Furious, the jeweler decided he no longer cared about the consequences and leaked the videos online. Connor stood frozen, unable to comprehend the sudden reversal. Then he shouted to the gathering crowd, desperate and wild-eyed, "Oh, God! You have to believe me—this… this isn't me! I've always been faithful to Rachel and our marriage! It was Lindsey! She seduced me!" No one wanted to hear another word. Disgusted, they threw him off the film set. Even then, Connor refused to give up, shouting that he would never stop chasing me.